Special Years

Chapter 322: a bolt from the blue

Majestic is stupid.

This was something he never expected.

Countless question marks popped out of my mind.

How did his father Zhuang Zhenguo get in touch with Yin Xiancong?

Also, why do they keep their correspondence hidden from themselves?

What will they say?

There has been little communication between my father and myself, but unexpectedly, I have been in communication with my monitor.

Everything seems to have come too suddenly.

"Squad leader..."

A slight cold wind blows, and the solemn wine wakes up most of the time.

"Can you tell me when you started communicating?"

Yin Xiancong didn't seem to intend to continue to conceal the solemnity, and said frankly: "You just joined the army and you are still in the recruit company. About a month ago, before the Spring Festival, I received a letter from a person named Zhuang Zhenguo. In it, he introduced himself as your father, and I was a little skeptical at first, but after he told everything about you very accurately, I believed it."

"Why did my dad write to you? What did he tell you?" Zhuang Yan was anxious to figure it out, so he hurriedly asked, "Why do you hide your correspondence from me?"

Yin Xiancong said: "Your father wrote me a letter, but he didn't mean anything else. First, he was worried that you would not tell him about your real situation in the army. Second, he said that the relationship between you and him has always been tense. There is nothing to talk about. Also, he almost expected that you would not be able to bear it after you came to the army, and he would definitely beg him to transfer you to a unit, but he wanted you to stay in the front-line army as a soldier, so he simply did not reply to you, lest give you hope."

It was only then that Zhuang Yan remembered that the recruit kept writing letters to his father for him to find a relationship with him for three months. Later, he found out that his father did not reply to a single letter. He wrote to his mother and only replied a few words.

Looking at it this way, my father had long anticipated that he deliberately cut off contact with him, and let himself continue to work in the fighting force.

However, solemnly felt that his father did this as a kind of distrust of himself.

Just as he always thought that his eldest brother, Zhuang Buping, was better, he could endure hardships and create a career, but he was just a rebellious boy who didn't read books well, and was a rebellious teenager who had no ideals while hanging out with pig friends and dog friends all day long.

Even when he joined the army, it was still the same.

If he didn't communicate with himself, it was probably based on distrust, fearing that he would not be able to survive in the army and would lose his face.

When Zhuang Yan thought this way, he naturally felt uncomfortable, so he said coldly: "Squad leader, then please write back to my self-righteous father, saying that I will not write to him again from now on, and I am also in the army. I won't lose the face of this Vietnam War veteran, just let him rest assured!"

These words obviously contain a lot of suffocating ingredients, and the tone is sour.

Yin Xiancong frowned, the familiar smile disappeared from his face, and his tone became heavier: "Solemn! You can't say that about your father! You have no right to say that about him!"

"Isn't it?" Zhuang Yan sneered as he walked forward and said, "When he was young, he felt that I had no future in the future. In his eyes, my brother is his son, and I sometimes doubt that I am He didn't pick it up from the side of the road."

"Zhuang Yan!" Yin Xiancong stopped his footsteps and shouted loudly, startling Zhuang Yan.

"You have no idea what your father has done for you! I shouldn't have told you about my correspondence with him, and he has repeatedly told me not to let you know, do you know why? Fragile pride!"

Zhuang Yan's face became hot and he muttered, "Didn't you say it now..."

Yin Xiancong obviously heard the solemn words clearly, he wanted to slap the boy directly, but he held back and said, "I really shouldn't have told you this, either I will go to the military school next year, or I will this year. Just leave the army, I can keep this secret for the rest of my life, because this is a request made to me by your father, a veteran of our army, and I cannot refuse."

"But now, I still want to make it clear." He took a deep breath, as if to suppress the turbulent emotions back into his chest, and said, "Zheng, how long have you not seen your father's reply to you? already?"

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's been two or three months... Last time I won the top medal, took a picture and sent it to him, but I didn't see his reply, I'm so disappointed... No matter what I do, he Everyone thinks I can't…”

"You are wrong! It's not that he doesn't agree with you at all!" Yin Xiancong said, "because your father is now..."

Speaking of which, stop.

Zhuang Yan immediately realized that something was wrong.

So he hurriedly asked: "Squad leader, is something wrong with my dad?"

Yin Xiancong's inner struggle was obviously fierce, and his eyes became complicated. Finally, he sighed and said, "Yes, your father... something happened."

"What's the matter!?" Zhuang Yan suddenly panicked.

He realized something was wrong.

However, he couldn't believe that something happened to his father.

In my heart, my father, Zhuang Zhenguo, was a man who had fought in wars. What kind of character was that? Death can't take his life on the battlefield. This man's life is still alive!

Yin Xiancong put his hands on his solemn shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Your father is very ill. I shouldn't have told you about it in the hospital, but the last time I received his letter was in A month ago..."

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Yan felt a chill rise up from the bottom of his feet, into his spine, into his bone marrow, and then to his brain.

"Liver cancer." Yin Xiancong said, "I think it's time for you to go home and take a look."

The solemn clay sculpture froze in place.

He had the feeling that he was suddenly pushed from behind while walking on the road and fell into a bottomless abyss.

A kind of helplessness and panic enveloped him tightly, and the whole world seemed to turn into darkness.

That night, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com solemnly got the fake note from Zhou Huping's hand.

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He hurriedly packed some simple clothes and left the army solemnly overnight.

Walk all the way from the gate of the teaching team to the gate of the division, exit the gate of the division, and walk all the way to the town.

It was already night, and there were only minibuses in town.

At 12 o'clock at night, the sweaty solemn finally got on the CMB bound for H City, which is the closest to the division headquarters.

An hour later, the minibus stopped at the station, and Zhuang Yan transferred again to the provincial bus station.

Two hours later, at three in the morning, there were no cars at the provincial bus station.

Impatient and solemn, he got on a pheasant bus bound for his hometown Binhai City outside the station.

Lying on the seat, Zhuang Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief and whispered in his heart: "Dad, wait for me to come back!"