At night, it was very quiet, the full moon like a jade plate passed through the clouds, and the faint moonlight sprinkled onto the earth.

Ye Feng sat in front of the window, leaning his head against the closet, quietly looking at the night sky, no one knew what he was thinking.

The next day, the school informed Ye Feng that he was expelled because he didn't go to class because he was touched yesterday.

Prior to this, he had accumulated many punishments, which finally made him complete his merits and successfully bid farewell to his study career.

Sighing, Ye Feng was silent for a moment, so he packed up his salute and decided to visit his grandfather, since his mother died, Ye Feng had never been to his grandfather's house again.

However, Ye Feng's memory is okay, and he vaguely remembers how to go to his grandfather's house.

After a morning in the car, Ye Feng finally arrived at his grandfather's house.

"Xiao Fengzi, I haven't been here for a few years, is it that your mother is gone, and your grandfather doesn't recognize it?"

Ye Feng's grandfather sat on the recliner and asked softly with his eyes closed.

"Where can this be......" Ye Feng paused and replied vaguely.

As for not coming to grandpa, Ye Feng has a reason.

Because Ye Feng's father, Ye Zhengyu, joined the army precisely because of his grandfather.

Ye Feng's grandfather's name is Xiao Yihe, the former commander of the 220th Division of the Southwest Military Region, a division-level cadre, with the rank of major general.

Xiao Yihe's only daughter, Xiao Qianlan, fell in love with Ye Zhengyu when she was in college, and later under the guidance of Xiao Yihe, Ye Zhengyu became a glorious soldier from Rong, and slowly grew from an ordinary field soldier to a special soldier.

Although there is Xiao Yihe's support, it is more Ye Zhengyu's own efforts, otherwise when others want to pull you, they don't know where your hand is.

"Don't think I don't know what you kid thinks." With a slow closing action, Xiao Yihe smiled slightly and said softly.

When Ye Feng heard this, he immediately smiled bitterly.

With the death of his mother, Ye Feng naturally divided part of this responsibility to Xiao Yihe.

"Huh...... In fact, I do have an unshirkable responsibility in this matter, so I have no face to look for you all these years. ”

Xiao Yihe sighed lightly, and then said to Ye Feng, his eyes always revealing kindness.

His wife died twenty years ago, and his only daughter married Ye Zhengyu.

But after the bad news of his daughter and son-in-law came one after another, Xiao Yihe finally failed to withstand this huge blow and finally chose to retire.

Speaking of this, Xiao Yihe's eyes were slightly moist, and he looked a lot of vicissitudes.

It was hard for Ye Feng to imagine that such a highly decorated founding father would have such a fragile side, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Xiao Fengzi, your parents are gone, in this world, I am left with a relative like you, and you are left with a relative like me, half of my body has been buried in the ground, can you forgive my grandfather once?"

Xiao Yihe turned around, looked at Ye Feng's eyes, and said with great sincerity.

For a while, Ye Feng didn't know how to refuse such a request from his grandfather, even though he had been a horse all his life, he was just a poor old man who lost his daughter and son-in-law.

Although Ye Feng couldn't let go, he still nodded involuntarily.

Seeing Ye Feng nodding, the sadness on Xiao Yihe's face faded a lot, patted Ye Feng's shoulder, and turned back to his room.

……

In this way, Ye Feng stayed at his grandfather's house.

Although Xiao Yihe, who is concerned about national defense construction, has retired, he still donated most of his retirement salary to his original army, so his grandparents and grandchildren are now living a life of coarse tea and light food.

Xiao Yihe, who is accustomed to the life and rest of the army, still maintains the routine of life and rest in the army.

I get up at six o'clock every morning, spend half an hour, fold my military quilt into a standard tofu block, and wash it for ten minutes.

For this, Ye Feng is very curious, it stands to reason that in the army, no one will check the internal affairs of a major general, but this kind of living habit, his grandfather, has maintained it for a lifetime, and it has not changed until retirement.

Xiao Yihe's explanation is: No matter how high his military rank is or how high his rank is, he is always a soldier, and those rights and positions are given by the state and the people, so he must always maintain the appearance of a soldier.

Even if he retires, he is still a soldier, and as long as the country needs it, he will dedicate everything at any time.

……

Later, under Xiao Yihe's infection, Ye Feng got rid of his previous sloppy problem.

Under his grandfather's hand-in-hand teaching, Ye Feng was gradually able to fold his quilt in a decent way.

After two months, Ye Feng found that when he was folding the quilt, his heart was easily calmed down, and with the influence of Xiao Yihe's war experience, he suddenly found that his opinion of soldiers had changed, although it was not reverence, but at least he was not disgusted.

Ye Feng's seventeenth birthday was spent between the tofu block and the revolutionary war story of that year.

……

"Grandpa, I want to know...... How he died. ”

Ye Feng looked at his grandfather on the side and asked suddenly.

The teacup paused on his lips, Xiao Yihe paused for a moment, then put the teacup down, looked ahead with vicissitudes of life, and was silent for a moment, and then recounted softly: "Your father's death, I can't reveal too much to you, because this is top secret, I hope you can understand, in short, you just need to know that this is the glory of your life." ”

Ye Feng was stunned, and then nodded involuntarily, what came out of the mouth of a founding father was obviously not a joke.

"And when he was alive, in that unit?"

After a moment of silence, Ye Feng asked again.

“8017”

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Yihe's throat moved slightly, and he spit out such a sentence softly.

Ye Feng nodded thoughtfully, imprinting this number in his heart.

He knew that this was the number of the unit to which his father belonged back then, and at this time he was a little tempted to find out the cause of his father's death.

As soon as this idea was generated, it was denied by Ye Feng, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes again.

Even if Ye Feng agrees that his father is a hero, it is undeniable that Ye Zhengyu has never been a good father.

Sensing Ye Feng's unnaturalness, Xiao Yihe said earnestly:

"You have to understand that we are the people's army, the purpose of our army's existence is to maintain the safety of people's lives and property, everyone can have selfishness, but soldiers can't have, if a country's soldiers do things only for their own sake, then the country will perish sooner or later, the humiliating history of decades ago, the lesson of blood, is always warning us, although your father gave up his small family, but handed over a satisfactory answer to the country, if you do it again, I will support your father's choice!"

At this moment, Ye Feng was touched, and the ice in his heart was also quietly melting, it was unrealistic to want him to change his opinion of his father all at once, but this was already a good start.

……

The next day, Ye Feng said goodbye to Xiao Yihe and returned to the county seat.

The knot in his heart was slowly opened, and in the past six years, the pressure he was under was finally relieved, and Ye Feng gradually walked out of the sad world in his heart.