Chapter 17 Section VIII

Another high school student, Liu Xiaofei, was not as lucky as He Xiaoyu at this moment. He was standing in a military posture under the sun.Liu Kai, vice president of Huaming Group, who has changed jobs for three years, stood under the eaves with his arms around his shoulders, looking at him coldly. Today Xiao Liu was fined to stand by Lao Liu. Xiao Liu stood shirtless under the poisonous sun at noon, and stood for two hours.He said nothing, and the skin on his shoulders and neck was peeling. The mother ran left and right in a hurry, persuaded one to persuade the other, and hurriedly pulled her son back, but the son didn't come back and stood in the yard.Being a mother has nothing to do, so she can only wipe her tears and put on sunscreen for her son: "Friends, why are you a couple of friends?"

Old Liu didn't say a word, just stood under the eaves, looking at his son who was punished to stand in the small garden.After a long time, Lao Liu asked, "Have you changed your mind?" "No change." Xiao Liu said sullenly. "Go ahead and stand." After a long time, Lao Liu asked again: "Where are you going to report?" "Lu Yuan." Still bored. Old Liu didn't speak, so Xiao Liu was punished to stand under the poisonous sun. About two hours later, my son suffered from heat stroke. The mother hurriedly greeted Lao Liu, who snorted in his nose: "Just like this bear, why are you still reporting to the Lu Yuan?"

Old Liu came out as a soldier, what kind of thing is heat stroke in a military posture?It's too normal, I haven't asked him the basics of military posture yet!But the son is still a son, so hurry up and carry it back.After Xiao Liu slowed down, Lao Liu asked again: "Where are you going to report?" "Yuan Lu, the reconnaissance command." Muffy, even if he was weak, he refused to give in. Old Liu sighed: "Why are you staring at the military academy? Your father has been a soldier for half his life, so will he harm you?" "That's right," the mother hurriedly interjected, "Let's talk about what we have to say, can't we? Why bother with each other? What a big enmity, isn't it father and son?"

"I like it." Xiao Liu was sullen. "Do you like it?" Old Liu's eyes flashed his youthful self, and the high spirits in the recruit company faded away, "Do you know what the army is like?" Xiao Liu said nothing. Old Liu sighed, sighed again, then waved his hand: "Do as you please - remember, don't blame me when you regret it." Hurrah--the big poster of the army phalanx of the 1984 military parade was justifiably pasted on the wall of Xiao Liu's room.The neat military uniforms of the army officers and soldiers seemed to be staring into Xiao Liu's eyes with sharp eyes.

Crashing—a box of privately hidden "ammunition" was dumped on the bed, and models of aircraft, tanks and cannons made of bullet casings were placed in every corner of the room. Old Liu smiled wryly and stood at the door of his son's room, watching helplessly. Xiao Liu took out a large photo frame and placed it in the most conspicuous position on the desk.Lao Liu was taken aback for a moment—dozens of scout soldiers in camouflage uniforms surrounded the monument of "Main Peak of Laoshan" with their rifles in their arms. They all wore embroidered wolf-head armbands on their right arms.The one in the middle is none other than He Zhijun.

"Where did you come from?" Lao Liu was surprised. "Uncle He gave it to me." Xiao Liu wiped the dust off the photo frame. "You want to be him?" Lao Liu asked. Xiao Liu smiled, showing his white teeth. In the photo, He Zhijun's eyes showed a birdlike look.