"Don't make a decision lightly, if you regret it halfway, it's one thing to have the pain of coming back, it's another thing to deny all your past efforts, and the latter is far more sad than the former." Jiang Zhou said earnestly.

Jiang He seemed to understand, but he still nodded: "Got it, brother!" ”

"You go back to your room first, I've eaten this, and I'm going to continue working." Jiang Zhou was relieved.

"Okay!" Jiang He jumped up and prepared to go back.

"Put the other half of the chicken leg down and walk again." Jiang Zhou's gloomy voice sounded.

Jiang He trembled, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, just run away!

It's all pinched in his hands, it's his chicken legs!

Jiang Zhou watched Jiang He run away with a smoke, crying and laughing-

I just wanted to boast about this stupid brother!

Hey, a stupid brother is a stupid brother!

"What's so good about being a soldier......"

Jiang Zhou looked at the closed door, and suddenly sighed, his tone was complicated: "Because 'I don't do it, someone will always do it'?" But who would want that person who 'has someone to do' is his own relative? ”

Today, Jiang Zhou read the newspaper and saw a report that occupied half of the page, saying that a residential building caught fire, and a firefighter died because of saving people.

The firefighter was only eighteen years old.

For ordinary people, this is a hero.

But what else?

It's gone.

The public's understanding of these sacrificed heroes is only from the newspapers and the few words in the mouths of others.

But what about the family and friends of the 18-year-old?

The son who went out in the morning with a churros and said that he wanted to eat roasted pork ribs at night became a charred and unrecognizable corpse.

Yesterday, I went out for supper with myself, drank happily, helped each other and stumbled home, saying that when I rested, I would go to drink an all-night friend, and in the future, I could only get a glass of wine in front of a cold tombstone made of cement.

There are things that no one does, but there are always people who have to do them.

Oh, yes.

Yes.

Someone has to do that.

Guarding the uninhabited border in the ice and snow, patrolling every day may not be able to return home once a year.

Pretending to be the same kind and calling drug dealers brothers, I can't wait to stab these dogs who have harmed countless people with a knife, but I still have to put on a smile just to catch bigger fish and avoid more people from being victimized, and finally for those "more people", with knives and pistols, maybe I have to pay for myself.

Charging on the battlefield of bullets and bullets, the bombs in his ears are rumbling, and there is only buzzing in his ears, and he is about to shake his brain unconscious, and he has to rush over to fight the enemy to the death.

These things.

Those things.

to be known.

Unknown.

Someone has to do it.

So, a lot of people came forward.

Jiang Zhou suddenly became a little sad.

Although his peaceful days were maintained by those who were unknown.

But he didn't want those who were unknown to be the ones he knew.

A soft sigh sounded faintly in the study, and then silently.

……

Two more days passed.

In the past two days, Jiang Xiaoqing told Fang Hong and Jiang Dexiang that he was going to get engaged to Xiao Zhan in more than a month.

The couple was very relieved, and after knowing that Jiang Yanhua would invite them to go, they were even happier in their hearts.

Being able to experience and see the life events of their baby girls with their own eyes can be regarded as the fulfillment of one of their wishes.

It's just the engagement matter, and there are many small problems to solve, which are all lost to the Bo family, the Jiang family, and the Xiao family to have a headache.

Everyone intentionally or unintentionally gave up their leisure time to the little couple.

So, in the past two days, Jiang Xiaoqing was carefree and tired of being with Xiao Zhan.

Until today, Xiao Zhan will return to the army in the afternoon.

It was also the day of Zhang Li's trial.