The orderly had just breathed a sigh of relief when a deep voice came from inside.

"All of them, 30 kilometers of weight, can't come back to eat if you can't finish the run."

"Yes."

The people outside were wailing in their hearts, but there was no way, who let them eavesdrop on the corner of the wall, and they were discovered.

Fang Huai'an walked out of the chief's office in a daze.

Outside, the sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow was shining on the playground, and there were soldiers in drill.

He looked up at the sky, the sun was shining, but it was raining in his heart.

Aggrieved and unwilling...... All emotions are mixed together and there is nowhere to vent.

Fang Huai'an walked around and came to the office of the director of the political department, and Political Commissar Meng was his old leader and had the grace of knowing him.

The relationship between the two has always been good, Commissar Meng and his father are the same age, and he entered the military camp alone and had to be taken care of by him.

Compared to his adoptive father and biological father, Commissar Meng is more like his father.

They are also teachers and friends, and whenever Fang Huai is depressed, he will find Political Commissar Meng to solve a problem or two.

The rumors outside were very ugly, and Political Commissar Meng had been waiting for him to come, but he didn't expect that this would be so many days.

"Xiao Fang, you're here."

Fang Huai'an lowered his guard, still with a sad face: "Political Commissar Meng." ”

"Sit down, what's wrong?"

"I want to apply for a job transfer to work in another military region. Or an expatriate. ”

Fang Huai'an wants to escape from here, escape from the people and things here.

Political Commissar Meng frowned: "Two days ago, there was a task that really needed manpower, and the organization was very optimistic about you, but the big leader vetoed it." ”

"Great leader? Fang Limin? ”

Fang Huai'an blurted out his name.

Political Commissar Meng looked at him in surprise, he used to be a Fang leader, and his words were full of respect for him.

After not seeing him for a few days, he began to call Fang Limin's name.

"What is rumored out there is true?"

Fang Huai settled down for a moment: "Hmm." ”

Political Commissar Meng went from surprise to shock, and repeated again in disbelief: "Fang Limin is really your father?" ”

He didn't want to admit it, but it was all true.

There is no shame in having a father like him, and there is no shame in having a son like him, but both of them tacitly do not want to admit each other.

He sighed, wiped his face with his hand, and finally admitted, "Yes." ”

Political Commissar Meng didn't expect him to be so honest, and patted him on the shoulder: "To tell you the truth, I'm afraid it's very difficult for you to transfer your job recently, and Chief Fang personally approved and restricted your job transfer." If you want to go, you have to have his signature. ”

Fang Huaian was a little surprised, he didn't understand why Fang Limin did this.

The only road was blocked.

Usually when he came to Commissar Meng, he could recharge. When he left today, he was even more depressed.

I was bored and helpless, and finally dragged my tired body home.

Song Yiqing picked up Fang Jinnian from kindergarten, worked in the hospital for a day, and had to cook for the two of them when she got home.

Fang Huai'an pushed the door, and it happened that her meal had just been served on the table.

"You're back?"

"Hmm."

"Wash your hands and eat first."

Song Yiqing took off her apron and looked tired and distressed.

Although I was in a bad mood when I walked in the morning, I was not so depressed. Maybe you've got a tough time at work.

The air pressure at the dinner table was a little low, and Fang Jinnian didn't say much.

After dinner, Song Yiqing cleaned up and went back to the room.

Fang Huai'an sat on a chair by the window, lit a cigarette in his hand, and the smoke ring rose in a circle, permeating the entire room.

The sound of the door opening interrupted his thoughts, and he casually pulled out the cigarette in his hand: "I'm sorry. ”

Song Yiqing walked over and hugged him: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Fang Huaian hugged her tightly in his arms: "I went to see Fang Limin today. ”

"And then?"

"He doesn't seem to want to admit me and Qi Xun."

"That's what he said?"

He didn't say that, but the actions did.

Fang Huaian didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "Am I a good son, a good husband, and a good father?" ”

Song Yiqing held his face and looked into his eyes seriously.

In the six years that he had no news, the original owner complained about him, hated him, and even went astray. In the original owner, he was not a good husband and a good father.

But during the time she came, he accompanied her day and night, gave her a sense of security, supported what she wanted to do, and always stood behind her.

Undoubtedly, he was a good husband and father.

As for whether he is a good son or not, it should not be up to her to decide.

Song Yiqing put his forehead on his forehead: "You will always be a good son, a good husband, and a good father in my heart." You are my reliance and a role model for Jinnian. ”

With her recognition, Fang Huai'an seemed to be full of strength again.

He hugged Song Yiqing: "Thank you." ”

Fang Huai'an was suddenly relieved, the father's love and mother's love that he pursued with all his might had become unimportant.

He has a family of his own, and he has to play the role of a husband and father, at least he must not let the tragedy of his childhood happen to Jinnian again.

At night, the autumn wind gradually rises and the temperature drops sharply.

When Fang Jin got up, he yawned.

Song Yiqing replaced his half-sleeves with long-sleeved: "It's getting colder, and I'm going to wear long-sleeved sleeves sooner or later." ”

"Mom, I see."

Fang Jinnian got dressed by herself, finished breakfast, carried her schoolbag, and prepared to go to school.

Before leaving, he took the initiative to say: "Mom, I have grown up and am about to become a primary school student, I want to go to kindergarten by myself and go home by myself." ”

Song Yiqing was very pleased, although it was hard to send him to the training base, it was obvious to the naked eye that his growth was rapid.

"Mom will pick you up when she has time, and you will go to and from school by yourself if you don't have time."

"Good. Are you going to the hospital today? ”

Fang Jinnian knew that she had been taking care of a patient in the hospital recently, and he didn't know who that patient was, so he was a little curious.

Song Yiqing talked to him while packing up water cups and other daily necessities: "Yes." ”

"Who's sick?"

"Hmm......" Song Yiqing thought for a while, there was no need to hide it from Fang Jinnian, sooner or later, he would know these things.

"It's your grandma."

Fang Jinnian was puzzled: "Isn't my grandmother in the countryside?" Did she come to the provincial capital? ”

"Not that grandma. That grandma is just a mother who raised her father, and this grandmother who is sick is the real mother of her father. ”

Whether he could understand it or not, Song Yiqing tried her best to explain it to him.

Fang Jinnian nodded as if he didn't understand: "Have I seen this grandma?" ”

"Not ...... yet"

He took the initiative to ask: "This grandma is sick. When I get out of school, I want to see her. Is it okay to go? ”

Song Yiqing just had the idea to hand over Fang Jinnian to Qi Hui for cultivation, and it was a good thing for the two of them to meet.

So, she didn't think much about it, and agreed: "Okay, after school today, I'll pick you up to see grandma." ”