At noon, Zhang Junbao moved the cooking staff to the yard, and the class was going to hold a picnic.

The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, and the sky is used as a quilt and the ground is used as a bed, it seems that for the birds of Class 13, there is no difference between eating and picnicking every day.

As for the humble kitchen, it can also be called a shed.

The dining table made of logs in the kitchen was moved to the open space in the small courtyard, and the faces of Lao Geng and the other old guys were a little red, and their eyes were full of restraint.

There were guests in the class, and they didn't even have the most basic tea, and they still used their own tables and chairs made of logs and nails for dinner.

The soldier's father waved his hand unexpectedly and said that you are welcome.

A group of people sat around, and fruit and snacks were brought up.

"Uncle, let's borrow flowers to offer Buddha, there are no good things in the class to entertain you and auntie, don't be surprised."

"It's okay, what is this, when I was a soldier, I used to live in tents, and I didn't even have a brick house."

There was a sigh on the soldier's father's face, as if he recalled the old days, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Lao Geng and the others all looked at the soldiers, and no one knew that his father had also been a soldier.

"I remember when I was discharged from the army, if my family could have three tiled houses, it would be easier to marry a daughter-in-law."

"you, what nonsense." The GI's mother slapped his father, but a happy smile spread across her face.

"No nonsense, when I married you, I didn't build three big tiled houses at home, and I was beautiful at that time, stained."

"Eat you," the soldier's mother took a banana and stuffed it into the soldier's father's mouth, "eat and plug your mouth." ”

"The kids are here, talking about everything all day."

"You weren't like that when you were in the communications company, you didn't ......," the soldier's father was eating a banana in his mouth, and he was about to break the news, but he was suffocated by the soldier's mother's eyes.

Zhang Junbao was tinkering with the mutton while listening to them, and only now did he realize that the parents of the soldiers had been soldiers.

"Whew......" Xiaobai circled around Zhang Junbao, but his eyes were staring at the mutton on the stove, Zhang Junbao gave her a roll of the eyes, kicked her with his foot, and said, "Eat your fruit, you traitor." ”

"Woo woo...... Xiao Bai's excited little face immediately turned into a pitiful look, and he honestly lay down next to him.

Grilled lamb chops for lunch, and fried a few more "hard dishes," which were inseparable from the chowder of potatoes and onions, but the soldier's parents ate it very well and did not dislike it.

After lunch, the soldier's father said that he wanted to experience the feeling of being a soldier again, so he ran to the soldier's bed and lay down.

It's still the familiar recipe, and it's still the same taste.

The hardwood single bed has the unique smell of sweat and stinky feet that is unique to men, but the eyes of the soldier's father are a little red.

"Li Bing, this kid doesn't say that he washes clothes frequently, you have time to dry your quilt and mattress more, look at it and it's all damp."

"I look at the housekeeping in the house, and I'm the worst of yours."

"Mom, Da Fei is the worst."

The soldier pointed at Da Fei and opened his eyes and said nonsense, and Da Fei replied with a sharp look, which clearly means that your parents are here, I will give you a face, and let you appear in front of others.

"That's it, if he can be diligent, as for not even shaving his beard?"

"How did you learn the housekeeping regulations? You memorize it. ”

The soldier's father, Dama Jindao, sat on the bed, and when he heard that the soldier was asked to recite the order, the class suddenly burst into laughter.

Zhang Junbao grinned with a "poof" and quickly returned to his original state.

"Dad, what's the use of carrying that thing."

"You just say no, I don't know you yet."

"Be careful, there's still a kid here."

The soldier's father looks domineering, and he looks like a bandit when he trains his son, and he is rude when he speaks.

The soldier's mother is to maintain her son's image, and her temper is also hot, so she kicked the soldier's father when she raised her leg.

"Squad leader, I'll go out and take Xiaobai to play."

Zhang Junbao couldn't help it anymore, he really wanted to laugh, but he was embarrassed, so he muttered a word to Lao Geng and turned around and escaped from the dormitory with Xiaobai.

"Hey, Junbao, I'll go with you, so you don't have to run away again."

"Yes, Da Fei and I are looking at you, as well as the little milk dog."

Seeing that Zhang Junbao had run, Da Fei and Brother Qiang were not slow, and they ran out of the dormitory with their front and back feet.

Lao Geng and Brother Xiao Ma glanced at each other, and they all bit their lips tightly, not daring to make a sound.

They are squad leaders, and they must not leave at this time.

"Look at you, what the hell is it, scared a couple of kids away."

"What's the whole thing, what the whole thing, this kid doesn't even understand the basic regulations, and he has been a soldier for two years in vain."

"Then continue to be a good one, just learn for a few more years, you are not what your head leader brought you to learn."

The soldier's father couldn't say anything about the soldier's mother, and when he saw the soldier standing aside with a "hehe" smirk, he suddenly became angry.

"Stand up for me!"

"Standing or not standing, sitting or not, the waist pole is not straight, where does it look like a soldier?"

The soldier honestly stood in front of his parents, Lao Geng and Xiao Ma looked at the soldier's father's straight waist, and subconsciously straightened his small chest.

"To be a soldier, you have to look like a soldier, and you have to learn what the rules are."

"Being a soldier doesn't mean that you are a soldier when you put on a military uniform, being a soldier is a man, and the most important thing a person experiences in this life."

"From the moment you enter the barracks, a major change has taken place, just like going to college, but the melting pot of the army is to turn your scrap metal into steel."

"If you don't work hard and don't work hard, you are doomed to be eliminated."

"I said, do you understand?"

"Understood," the GI nodded subconsciously.

"You understand a fart, if you do, are you still poking here?"

The soldier's father looked disdainful, looked at his son with an unhappy face, and Xiao Ma and Lao Geng, who were sitting next to him, looked embarrassed, and didn't know whether to continue to stay.

"You teach your son to go home and teach him a lesson, and now it's hard to come here, you're used to training people, this is not home."

Seeing that the situation was a little embarrassing, the soldier's mother immediately grabbed the soldier's father, and at the same time smiled apologetically at Lao Geng.

"Geng, Pony, will you stay on the team this year?"

"Huh?" Lao Geng and Xiao Ma were stunned for a moment, and then shook their heads at the same time after a while.

"Uncle, I'm going home."

"Me too, I've been here for more than a decade, and I want to go back and see it."

There was a trace of loneliness and nostalgia in the eyes of both of them, and the soldier's father wanted to continue to ask, but was stopped by the soldier's mother.

The soldier's father is a man of temperament, what do you have to say, maybe in his heart, he regards the people of Class 13 as comrades-in-arms, not juniors.

The process of getting along with him is awkward, but also smiling, and his military flavor is very strong, which can be felt from a distance.

With a short head, clean cheeks, and a straight back at all times, nothing has changed because of the vicissitudes of time, just like he said, being a soldier is a lifelong thing.

After Zhang Junbao and the others came back, the soldier's father talked a lot about his youth, backpacking, armed cross-country, and martial arts, the soldier's father was proficient in everything, and the people in the thirteenth class were sparse.