Three days passed in the blink of an eye......

In the early hours of the morning, the street lights were not extinguished, and in the fluttering snowflakes, Zhou Jiao hugged her three sons in turn, watching them salute and leave.

When she came to this world, she always felt that the winter was extremely cold, and this year she knew that there was another kind of cold, unprecedented, it was cold to the bottom of her heart.

In the early hours of the morning, she saw off her sons with laughter.

Tears?

Tears are the foundation of sorrow.

Even if her nose is sour and she wants to howl and vent in her heart, she doesn't want them to worry about it outside, and she is even more unlucky.

Her son will surely return triumphantly with her blessings!

Zhou Jiao is committed to the New Year, replacing her inner anxiety with busyness, but in the dead of night, what she thinks of is the little by little from childhood to adulthood.

Zhou Xiao is busy, and Zhang Guoqing is not inferior to him.

Zhou Jiao doesn't remember how many times she has met them recently, and occasionally she returns late at night, but she is no longer visible the next day, and there are a lot more notes.

On Chinese New Year's Eve this year, a family of seven was in one place, and even Miao Lishan was so busy that she couldn't go home at noon, in the words of Aunt Chen, fortunately, she accompanied Zhou Jiao.

Zhou Jiao didn't know if her mother had a premonition that the children had gone to the front line, she didn't say anything, and she didn't take out the family letter specially prepared by the three brothers of Ping'an.

In the past few days of family reunion, the compound is silent, and it seems that even the sound of firecrackers by young children cannot coax away the heaviness of the atmosphere.

On the day of the fifth day, Zhang Guoqing took her advice, and like the three brothers of Ping'an, he also set off with the army in the early hours of the morning.

The troops have orders in advance, and no one is allowed to write letters to their families from the time of implementation of first-level combat readiness, so as to prevent the leakage of military secrets.

As soon as they left, as a military family, Zhou Jiao knew that in the days they were waiting for in the future, they might only occasionally get one or two pieces of news from her father.

In this forty-nine city, except for her parents, the most important people in the world have rushed to the front line, and I don't know what the point of her staying here is.

As soon as the Lantern Festival passed, a review article of "Is it tolerable, but it is unbearable" came out, which shook the land of China.

It was also from 4:30 a.m. on that day that our troops assembled on the border to formally defend themselves against enemy forces that had violated the country's territory from the direction of the two southern provinces.

On this day, the outside world was bustling and enthusiastic, and Miao Lishan could no longer support it and fainted on the floor of the living room after returning home from work.

"After I woke up by me, I went back to my room, and I was not allowed to call the hospital, you go and have a look, and you don't even drink a little porridge without saying a word."

"Don't alarm my dad."

Zhou Jiao, who hurried back, finished instructing, and didn't bother to talk to Aunt Chen and pushed open the door directly, facing her mother who was lying on the bed with a wet pillow towel, how should she comfort her?

She wants to cry too!

Zhou Jiao took off her coat and shoes and got on the bed, hugged her tightly, gently patted her mother who closed her eyes, and only one sentence turned over and over in her mouth: "It's okay, it's okay......"

It's not just about comforting the grieving mother, it's about comforting yourself.

Mu Lishan hugged her with her backhand, buried herself in her shoulder, and let out a burst of suppressed cry of pain.

Drops of tears slipped into Zhou Jiao's neck, causing her eyes to turn red, she couldn't cry! Never cry! Her lover, her son is fine!

Mu Lishan was tired of crying and fell asleep.

Zhou Jiao stared at her frowning brows and sighed faintly.

In fact, on the day of Zhang Guoqing's departure, her mother should have already known, right? While tossing and turning and staying up all night, how can my parents suffer less than themselves.

Next is the tough battle, and she must withstand it!

After relieving herself, Zhou Jiao tiptoed out of bed, took her pulse, tucked the quilt, rubbed her face vigorously, and walked out of the room.

Aunt Chen looked at Zhou Jiao who was distracted in the yard, sighed secretly, turned around and went back to the kitchen, and when she came out again, she brought a bowl of porridge and pushed her.

"Drink up. You still have to support this family, and only by stabilizing the rear can you not worry about Xiao Wu. Rest assured, if someone else has something, they will be fine. ”

"Whose children have our children can start practicing when they are a little older, and go to the army for training when they are young? Others will also break their skin and get a little injured, do they get okay every time they go home? ”

Aunt Chen cautiously lifted the bowl with one hand and held her hand with the other, "Look at Old Man Cheng, he only has one or two moves, he can kill a lot of little devils back then, do you see if he has nothing to do at all?"

Look at Tan Lao again, the eldest son he trained single-handedly said that he was the successor of what kind of boxing, and it was not that he couldn't pass five moves under Xiao Wu and their father and son. ”

Zhou Jiao tugged at the corners of her mouth and squeezed out a smile.

Aunt Chen put the bowl in her hand and continued, "Good people have good rewards. How many people have you saved over the years, God has seen it, rest assured, the chief will not let them have anything to do. ”

If Aunt Chen had known how many people the Zhou family had funded and saved in the past 20 years, since the second half of last year, people often came to the door to thank her, more or less, she woke up as soon as she pondered.

Zhou Jiao finished drinking a bowl of rice porridge, glanced at the south direction again, and nodded slowly: This day still has to pass, and she still has to keep an eye on the rear for them.

Miao Lishan woke up from sleep, although her spirit was a little sluggish, but after reading the letter left to her by the three brothers of Ping'an, she drank a bowl of porridge.

This night, Zhou Xiaozheng still did not return in the big red gate.

In a short time on the phone, the mother and daughter invariably chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and no longer wanted him to be distracted and worry about the family.

Although Zhou Xiaozheng has been busy with official business recently, and he has rarely even had time to meet, but the recent major event is such a thing, and he will not be under less pressure than them.

During this period, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, who were in his hometown in Northeast China, accompanied by Zhang Laoer, made a phone call home, and it was said that Zhang Guoqing's unit could not get through.

The exhausted Zhou Jiao didn't pay attention to these details, she no longer had the energy to take care of a pair of old people, so she had to choose to hide it.

Sometimes I don't know it, I don't have to suffer, I haven't been blessed.

This home seems to have not changed, but it is different.

In addition to going to work, she began to spend all her time on several scriptures, prayed and recited whenever she could, and began to decide that her children would always eat until they returned.

It is said that this is a trick given to her by Mrs. Cheng.

Zhou Jiao didn't stop her.

Although she felt that her mother began to pray to God and worship Buddha at a young age, it was a little weird, but it was better to have a sustenance in her heart to be comforted and not be at a loss, than to think crankily all day long.

A week later, Zhou Jiao received the accumulated vacation, emptied more than half of the inventory in the space, and returned home after putting it into the other two sheltered basements of the old mansion.

Facing Miao Lishan, who was returning home from work, Zhou Jiao finally said what she wanted to say most in the past period: "Mom, I'm going to leave for a while." ”

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