As Tamura grew up day by day, the balance of his feelings gradually tilted towards Tian Liaoshen's side. In the time that the father and son were together, there seemed to be many common topics for men, Tamura was almost obsessed with the battle story of his father Tian Liaoshen, the fate of a wounded man or a hero, all of which affected all of Tamura's nerves, and as the story developed, Tamura raised his little face and kept asking: What about later, and then later?

In the "later" and "later" questions, Tamura grew up day by day. Tamura went to elementary school, which was a school for the children of military agencies.

Tamura, who was in elementary school, felt that he was already an adult, and he often lived alone and immersed himself in problems that only he knew.

Mother Yang Peipei was very anxious when she saw him like this, and when she came back from work every day, Tamura had already returned, and he was sitting in front of the window, looking out of the window in a daze. Yang Peipei walked over and said to him gently: What do you think, son.

Tamura ignored his mother, holding his little face with both hands, still looking in a daze. After a while, he suddenly asked Yang Peipei: Mom, have you participated in the battle?

Yang Peipei was stunned by his question, then shook her head and replied: My mother has been working in the hospital and is only responsible for rescuing the injured.

Tamura looked disappointed and sighed, like an adult.

It was only when his father came back that he became active. Tamura, who went to elementary school, no longer blindly pestered Tian Liaoshen to tell stories, but discussed some issues with his father.

He asked his father: Dad, why do you say that the People's Liberation Army always wins battles, and why do the Kuomintang troops always lose battles?

Tian Liaoshen told him with a smile: Because the People's Liberation Army is brave and not afraid of death.

Tamura asked again: Then why are the Kuomintang troops afraid of death?

Tian Liao was stunned, he didn't expect his son to ask such a question, he looked at his son for a while and said: The Kuomintang troops have no ideals, so they are afraid of death.

Tamura continued to ask: What is the ideal of the PLA?

Father replied: Liberate the whole of China and establish New China.

Tamura seemed to understand, and he looked at his father with some reverence.

At this time, the father asked again: Son, what are you doing when you grow up?

Tamura replied without hesitation: Be a PLA and become a hero.

Tian Liaoshen laughed, he patted Tian Mura's head and said to Yang Peipei: Okay, like my son.

Yang Peipei sighed on the side: Don't talk nonsense, let's eat quickly, it's cold.

Tamura seemed to have endless questions, and he gave them to his father, because his father was a man who had fought and had experienced a hundred battles, and his father was his idol. The two of them were lying on the small bed in Tiancun, and they listed China's national heroes from ancient times to the present, from Yue Fei, Wen Tianxiang to Huang Jiguang, and they spoke enthusiastically and excitedly. Sometimes it's too late, Yang Peipei goes to sleep first, Tian Liao Shen tiptoes over, looks at Yang Peipei who is asleep, and says in a low voice: Your mother is asleep.

Dad, then you can sleep with me.

Tian Liaoshen lay down on his son's cot, turned off the lamp, and Tamura hugged his father's shoulders and fell asleep on his father's shoulders.

Yang Peipei went to the school to hold a parent-teacher meeting, after the meeting, the head teacher left Yang Peipei alone, and the teacher said worriedly: Your Tamura is always distracted in class, I don't know what he is thinking in his head.

Yang Peipei asked in surprise: Does he often do this?

The teacher nodded and said, "I asked him what he was thinking, and he didn't say, he said his father knew."

Yang Peipei said to the head teacher: Teacher, I already understand.

In the evening, when Tian Liaoshen came back from work, he was pulled into the bedroom by Yang Peipei, and the two quarreled with the door closed.

Yang Peipei Zhengsedao: Tamura doesn't do well at school, and he is always distracted, do you know it?

Tian Liaoshen said with a confused face: He was distracted? What god to go?

Yang Peipei shouted angrily: It's not your nonsense, look at the child to deceive.

Tian Liaoshen was very unconvinced: What nonsense am I talking about? Everything I told him was useful, it was patriotic education, do you understand?

The child has made you crazy, now it's time for him to learn and grow knowledge.

Tian Liaoshen frowned: You know knowledge, I didn't study for a day, didn't I also become the deputy chief of staff, and still command thousands of troops?

Can you eat it in war? Now is the era of peace, we need to learn knowledge, how can we build a country without knowledge? Yang Peipei argued with reason.

Tian Liaoshen didn't dare to agree with Yang Peipei's argument, he waved his hand a little impatiently: You little intellectuals, you can just go online. Peace is temporary, and the hegemons of the United States and the Soviet Union will not die, do you know it? In the future, there will be big battles and evil battles waiting for us to fight, and when we are old and can't go to the battlefield, we have to rely on our descendants to charge into battle, telling children what is a hero and what is a bear, what's wrong with that? Comrade Yang Peipei, tell me.

Yang Peipei felt that this was Xiucai meeting soldiers, and it was unreasonable. She stomped her feet and shouted: Tian Liaoshen, don't mess around with me, the child will be ruined in your hands if it goes on like this.

Tian Liao spread his hands puzzled: My son is fine, why is he ruined? It's incredible.

Yang Peipei didn't pay attention to Tian Liaoshen anymore, and sat there wiping away her tears.

Tian Liaoshen walked out with an innocent face, saw Tamura reading a comic book, stretched out his hand to take the comic book away, and said seriously: Son, let's not look at this first. Come, let Dad test you, how are you learning culture?

After speaking, he took out the textbook, put it in front of him, and fiddled with it upside down, pointing to the words in the textbook and saying: Son, what do you read this word?

Tamura didn't read the words, and said to his father: Dad, give me your gun to play with for a while, I haven't touched a gun for a long time.

Tian Liaoshen bargained with his son and said: Tell Dad how to pronounce this word, and Dad will give you a gun.

Tamura glanced at the words and replied impatiently: The country of the country. I'm right, give me a gun.

Tian Liaoshen returned to the back room, took the gun from the wall, withdrew the bullet, and gave the gun to Tamura.

Tamura skillfully pulled the bolt of the gun and looked at it: there was not a single bullet, it was an empty gun, it was really boring.

Dad, I'm not young, I'm eight years old. Didn't you say that you can join a children's group as young as eight?

Tian Liaoshen said: In the future, Dad will definitely give you bullets and take you to the shooting range to shoot, then it will be enjoyable.

At this time, the phone rang, and Tian Liaoshen went to the living room to answer the phone. Tamura put down his gun and went to another room. Yang Peipei read the "Field Care Manual for the Army" under the lamp with her back to her back, and kept remembering something in her hand. Tamura walked around his mother lightly, opened the drawer, and saw the bullet that his father had just unloaded from the gun. The bullets were clearly placed there, and Tamura glanced at his mother, and Yang Peipei was very focused, and didn't seem to focus on him. He stretched out his hand, picked up a bullet and grabbed it in his hand, and quietly slipped past his mother, Yang Peipei turned around: Tamura, come here.

Tamura lowered his head and stood still.

Yang Peipei sighed and said: You just listen to your father, you either beat or kill every day, you are now a primary school student, not the People's Liberation Army, do you understand? You hurry up and do your homework, I'll check it later.

Okay, I'll send you the homework book in a moment. After saying that, Tamura slipped back to his room and closed the door.

In the living room, Tian Liaoshen's phone was still talking, it seemed to be a call from the army asking for instructions on work, Tian Liaoshen looked very annoyed, and criticized the army for not worrying about training and going to support the left.

Tamura's hands trembled a little because of his excitement, so he shook his hands and pressed the golden bullet into the chamber of the gun. He seemed to be very satisfied with his results, raised his gun, aimed here and there, and made a "bang" sound in his mouth, and kept turning his body on the bed, making all kinds of shooting appearances.

Finally, he saw the light bulb on his head, and he aimed his gun at the bulb with a focused expression. Suddenly, his finger pulled the trigger.

After a gunshot, the light bulb shattered, and the room was pitch black. Yang Peipei screamed in the house and ran over. Tian Liaoshen also ran over, there were fragments of light bulbs on the bed and the ground, Tamura stayed there in a daze, and immediately he shouted excitedly again: I hit, I hit.

Yang Peipei couldn't help it, screamed and rushed over, snatched the gun from Tamura's hand, waved and hit Tamura twice, and then yelled at Tian Liao: If you take the gun home again in the future, I will throw it out for you.

After speaking, she covered her face and cried "whining".

Tamura was scared, he froze there, looking at this, looking at that.