Special times are bad! Was pitted to serve as a soldier! Chapter 1198 Life is like being a solemn father in a box of chocolates.

There is a big fat boy.

This is a life event.

Of course, Zhuang Yan was really a little lost.

He is not a traditional man.

At least not so persistent in the matter of inheriting the lineage.

He wanted a small padded jacket, but a fur coat came.

Of course, a fur coat is also good, it can keep out the wind and rain and keep you warm, right?

However, Zhuang Yan did not expect that the little loss that flashed through his eyes during the conversation with the nurse at the door of the delivery room was caught by his mother-in-law, Xiao Ling, and became one of the black materials in the future.

Xiao Ling secretly talked to Lin Qingying afterwards, saying that someone had a big fat son, and the one who was a father was called excited. It's good to be solemn, and it seems that I am not happy to have a son.

Lin Qingying whispered the words to Zhuang Yan again, and Zhuang Yan was ironic.

Whether it's a son or a daughter, as long as it's his own, it doesn't matter how you look at it.

The slightest loss at that time was not so much a loss, but an accident more accurately.

Zhuang Yan did not intend to explain.

Because explanations are meaningless.

In the army, solemn and consistent words, military orders are like mountains.

But at home, his rank order is like this - Lin Qingying, son, puppy Bobby, and then solemn.

Oh!

correct!

If the mother-in-law or mother Wang Xiaolan came here to stay for a while, the solemn status would have to be moved down the ranking...

For the first three years of his son's birth, Zhuang Yan served in the 4th Division.

In fact, the military years are as plain as water, and they are not as romantic and exciting as movies and TV series.

In those years, a series of TV series called "I Am a Special Forces" dominated the screen all the year round. Occasionally, I went home solemnly and sat on the sofa with Lin Qingying to watch this TV series. When I watched Lin Qingying, I looked at my husband with some doubts, and then Look at the special forces on TV and say, husband, how come they are special forces, and so are you, why are they not so exciting and romantic?

Zhuang Yan listened to Lin Qingying burying herself, calmly picked up a piece of potato chips from her potato chip bag, crunched a few times in her mouth, and said with a smile, "This is a TV series, it's an adaptation, it's art, I understand. Is it? Art comes from life, but it is higher than life and sublimated.”

Lin Qingying's big eyes stared, "Speak human words."

Zhuang Yan immediately accompanied him with a smile and said, "Actually, it was taken for your common people to see."

Lin Qingying sneered: "I said husband, you have to be humble, are you jealous of director Liu Meng?"

Zhuang Yan hummed, "Am I jealous of him?"

Lin Qingying giggled when she heard it: "I think it looks like. He is a famous military writer and a military director. The book is a bestseller, and the TV series is a hit drama. I think you are jealous."

Thinking about it solemnly, he really couldn't refute it. Lin Qingying's statement seemed to be true.

However, he was still a little unconvinced, and still hummed: "If you want to write, I can also write."

Lin Qingying listened and laughed again: "Okay, I support your writing, anyway, our family doesn't pay for the artwork, so you can write and become a famous writer, and let me shy away, and when I introduce you to my husband, I don't need to. Say, my family is a soldier and a rough man. I will say, my family is a military writer, who has written a lot of books..."

When Zhuang Yan heard this, he felt guilty.

In fact, he didn't dare to think about it himself.

Liu Meng's writing is indeed quite tearful. It can be regarded as setting off a new wave of military literature. Compared with the traditional school, it is more suitable for the taste of young people today, so it is so popular.

So he made an excuse and said, "But I don't have time right now. I train all day, so I don't have time."

"Then write it after you change careers." Lin Qingying felt that Zhuang Yan was avoiding his own questioning, so he pursued it.

When the couple got along, she liked to watch her husband make a fool of herself.

Zhuang Yan was willing to admit defeat, so he stuck his neck and said, "Just write, who's afraid of who? I've never been afraid of hunter training, and I've never been counseled in the selection of the entire army at the headquarters. I'm still afraid of writing it down?"

Lin Qingying laughed and rolled on the sofa: "Then I will take it as your promise. If you don't write after you change careers in the future, it will prove that you are not a man!"

"Do men still need to prove it?" Zhuang Yan said brazenly: "In the world, whoever knows better than me whether I am a man or not, it belongs to you."

After speaking, he rushed up like a wolf, holding Lin Qingying down like an eagle catching a chicken.

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It is said that couples get married for a few years, such as paper marriage, silver marriage, golden marriage and so on.

Majesty doesn't feel that way at all.

itch?

That itching?

Itchy skin?

Although Zhuang Yan didn't know how to talk about love, in his eyes, Lin Qingying was the only one, and he never thought of anything else.

His life is that simple, the military camp, at home, two o'clock and one line.

Occasionally, I go back to my hometown or go to the capital during the holidays to see my parents and mother-in-law.

In the past few years, Zhuang Yan has really made a name for himself in the 4th division.

The 1st Company has become a training pacesetter unit in the military region, and the more than 100 soldiers below will scream when they pull out any one. Even the special team of the C Group Army dare not underestimate it.

Xu Er also went to the military academy. When he left, he was crying while pulling his solemn sleeve, like a child who left his parents and went to kindergarten for the first time.

Over the years, the soldiers of the 1st Company will definitely win as long as they participate in the scout competition of the military region.

There are more and more people who have made meritorious deeds, and more and more people have been promoted.

Zhuang Yan became a legendary company commander in the 4th division.

That year, Zhuang Yan was promoted to the deputy battalion commander of the reconnaissance battalion, and Tang Wenkai was transferred to the 1st regiment to serve as the deputy commander. The battalion commander did not intend to give it to anyone else, but let Zhuang Yan represent him.

Obviously, this is to tell Zhuang Yan to work hard, and I will turn you into a regular when you are done!

In the blink of an eye, he was already the most relieved deputy battalion cadre in the entire division.

However, in these smooth days, he felt an inexplicable loss.

The high-standard and high-quality amphibious reconnaissance battalion that I once wanted to build has been established, and my special operations concept has also been well practiced and confirmed~lightnovelpub.net~ I promised to exceed the number of military medals of my father. , now only 28 years old, has done it.

What about the future?

How will you go in the future?

Do you just keep going on a regular basis like this?

Be the head of the regiment, and then go up to be a division commander or something?

Sometimes, Zhuang Yan stood by the training ground and looked up at the starry sky, listening to bursts of rapid gunfire, but suddenly felt like a model train seen in a toy city, going round and round on the track, following the established route. keep going.

Although it looks very pleasing to the eye, it feels calm and lackluster.

Military career itself is boring, and this way, it's even more boring.

A life with a fixed path is not a solemn pursuit.

He is not an easy-going guy himself.

Even, sometimes Zhuang Yan has a frightening idea, should he apply for a career change? After he changes his career, he will learn from Comrade Liu Meng and write about the military.

Perhaps, he can really become a famous writer or something, and let Lin Qingying get his wish.

As soon as this idea emerged, a sudden exercise broke all the calm.

Life is like a box of colorful bean chocolates, you never know what color the next one will be.

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Because the plot is cut too much and turns too fast, in order to prevent everyone from being thrown off the car and causing unnecessary damage, these two chapters are excessive.

Of course, you have to trust the power of Qiguan's writing, no matter how hard you cut it, I can get it back.

As a soldier...you have to be a little persevering, don't you?

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