After the others went out, my father asked me, "Huaiyu, do you like this kind of internship?" ”

"I don't like it!" I blurted out. In the conversation just now, although I knew that my opinion would not have any impact on my father, I was still very disappointed after listening to his explanation.www.biquge.info

He sighed, "I know, your interest isn't here. This is not for you either. Your mother's company may not be the right fit. If you want to start a career in your favorite field in the future, I will support you. He picked up the very delicate bottle without any logo and poured me a little wine, "Come on, drink some!" ”

I tasted it. I know it's expensive, but it's not good at all.

He stared at the top of my head, "I don't have a single gray hair on my head at your age. Then he asked, "I heard that Ouyang Luxue had an accident, right?" ”

I didn't answer. That sip of wine made my nose sour.

"I know you're upset." He said, "Miss her, don't you?" ”

"Yes!" I finally broke down and cried. In the past six months, no one has given me this opportunity to cry happily.

"Luxue is a good girl." "But she was first and foremost a soldier, and she was in an important combat position." Bloodshed is inevitable. ”

"But is her sacrifice worth it?" I asked rhetorically, "She's young, beautiful, and very good in every way." She could have had a more brilliant future and could have made greater contributions to the country. ”

"Son," my father interrupted, "in a way, it is not worth the sacrifice of any man. Whether you are male or female, old or young, beautiful or ugly, talented or illiterate. Because life is priceless. What kind of benefits can be compared to the value of life? ”

"I witnessed the death of my comrades many times on the battlefield, and I was full of hatred for the enemy. At one time, the regimental commander came to our outpost. He pointed to the hill across from us and said, 'You know what? Just over a decade ago, I fought alongside them. It's a friendship of blood. Who would have thought that a friendship made of blood would be so fragile. ”

"The year before last I visited the place where I had fought. It was already a lush area, and there was not a trace of war to be seen. We fought a tug-of-war there for 10 years, and it took another 10 years to clear the mines there. After another ten years, it has developed into a bustling border trade town. ”

"I've asked that question many times. In fact, the question should be asked, what would be the result if no one made a sacrifice? He looked at me, "We are sacrificing because there is still sin in the world. If no one comes forward, many more will lose their lives. In a sense, the stability and happiness of all of our lives now are based on the blood of the victims, although few people remember this. ”

"Huaiyu," he continued, "you're not the only one who has lost her. Her parents, relatives and friends are all suffering from the loss of her. You need to share it with others, and you need to share the pain of others. Don't be so selfish and just treat her as your own loss. ”

"But Daddy," I calmed down. "No one has seen her body now, and it is not yet possible to conclude that she is dead. Maybe one day, she will suddenly appear. ”

My father looked at me and said, "It's not impossible. Son, you are still young, you can wait. You can wait for her for a year, two years, but can you wait for her for a lifetime? If she is seriously injured and unable to move, you have to take care of and accompany her for the rest of your life, and I will not object. But you can't live a lifetime guarding a statue. Around you, in your circle of friends, there must be excellent girls who like you! ”

"It's not that there aren't girls like that." I replied, "But no one can take her place in my heart." ”

My father left the next day. Before leaving, he handed me a document. "This is my public resume. After a while, you can use it as a reference when you write your resume. ”

I suddenly remembered, "Dad, are you a party member now?" ”

"Yes! Yes, definitely. He stared at me, "I just finished my organizational life yesterday. However, it is good that you know about it. ”

Is there anything to hide from this? But I didn't ask anything, just said, "I understand." ”

After the change of the student council, I did not hold any more positions. Finally, there was a sense of relief. A few days later, Secretary Li went to me and handed me a blank letter of willingness to join the party.

"My political review passed?" I asked.

"Hmm." He replied, "The party committee of the school recently received two secret letters, one from the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee and the other from the Political Department of the Military Region, both of which are related to you. The secretary of the party committee personally talked to Secretary Tang in the hospital. Secretary Tang looked for me again. I am not qualified to know the contents of the secret letter. However, Secretary Tang asked me to tell you that you participated in the secret project of the army. The secret information you have learned will not be allowed to be disclosed casually in future party activities. ”

It stands to reason that Secretary Li has single-handedly cultivated me in the past two years, but when Secretary Li said this, he didn't have much enthusiasm. Perhaps it was the two seemingly large letters that made him feel pressured.

And I, shouldn't I be thrilled at this moment? I, Mo Huaiyu, a kid who was once addicted to the Internet, kept getting into trouble, and was almost imprisoned twice. Since entering the school, I have been taken care of by my teachers and classmates, and I asked myself what kind of tangible contributions I have made to the college. How can he be qualified to be favored by the organization?

"Thank you for the organization." I only said this sentence, and then silently took the volunteer letter from Secretary Li's hand, turned around and left the office.

I went back to my home at Mohs Enterprise, found a stack of paper, and began to write a draft of the volunteer letter. Because I don't usually write much, I feel more and more scribbled handwriting.

"I was born in ......"

What does a father do? I flipped through the resume my father had given me again. This thin resume showed me a completely different father. I never knew he had so many experiences, so many achievements, so many positions in associations. He is also a deputy to the National People's Congress and a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference......

So I wrote: "I was born into a family of cadres. His father was a demobilized soldier and served as the deputy director of the Municipal Economic and Trade Bureau at that time. My mother works in the Song and Dance Troupe under the Cultural Affairs Bureau. In his early years, my father participated in the war against Vietnam and honorably joined the Chinese Communist Party on the front line. ”