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Chapter 82 Daughter
Hua Xinguo has a somewhat different opinion. He privately believes that having a good daughter but not showing off to others, and letting his excellent daughter remain unknown, is not what a man should do!

So he quickly opened the front door for Battalion Commander Zhao, and dragged Battalion Commander Zhao to the training ground desperately.

"If you can beat my daughter, no, it's very unlikely to win. If you can beat my daughter with ten tricks, I'll give you a big front door."

Battalion Commander Zhao felt that he was rich and could not be lewd, and said with contempt: "I am the one who will be bought by a big front door? Our soldiers will never bend their waists for five buckets of rice. This is integrity."

"Another bottle of Moutai!" Hua Xinguo said with squinting eyes.

"It's done, you said this," Battalion Commander Zhao agreed happily.

That's cigarettes and alcohol, not five buckets of rice, and besides, isn't this my brother?It is impossible not to satisfy his vain wishes.

Battalion Commander Zhao looked at Qinghun with apologetic expression: "Girl, it's not my uncle bullying my little girl, it's your father who is too incomprehensible. If I don't promise him today, he can pester me for a month, just for him Why don't we cooperate with each other?"

Qinghun smiled very modestly: "Listen to Uncle Zhao."

When the two opened up, Qinghun was still thinking that no one saw her when she fought with her father, but in front of the entire battalion, if she really kicked Battalion Commander Zhao down, that would be true. Don't give people face.Things can't be done that way.

but!Dad came to show off cheerfully, and he couldn't be disappointed. This is not what a child should do.

So, after ten strokes, a tie?
Battalion Commander Zhao is indeed the most skilled person in the whole battalion. Few in the battalion can withstand his full attack. What should I do if the daughter is crying? You can’t make the little girl lose face, so wait for the tenth move and use your strength so that the little girl can’t do it and automatically admit defeat.

In the end, the imagination was beautiful, but the reality was very skinny. He didn't even touch the corner of the little girl's clothes. No matter how he attacked or changed his moves, the little girl was more than capable. After the tenth move, the little girl The girl jumped aside and clasped her fists together: "Accept."

It looks like a tie, but in fact he really lost.

No one knows better than him that if the little girl really wants to make a move, he really can't survive three moves.

"Little girl, you are amazing. No wonder Lao Hua is showing off to me so much. If this is my girl, I have to show off too."

Hua Xinguo was particularly dissatisfied with the result, and didn't show off that he was enjoying himself.How much face would he have if his daughter defeated the enemy with one move?Enough for him to blow for a year.

Qinghun came to his side and said in a low voice, "Dad, keep a low profile."

Keep a low profile!Hua Xinguo almost blurted out, but as soon as he caught sight of the little girl's face, the words lingered on the tip of his tongue, and he suppressed them forcefully.

This is Jiaojiao's little girl, not a brat, and she can't swear in front of her.

If the girl said to be low-key, she should be low-key.

But, in fact, it's not much to keep a low profile. As for the brats in the whole camp, who can fight with Lao Zhao without getting involved?No!With just this hand, it's beautiful enough to play!

Hua Xinguo said to Battalion Commander Zhao with regret: "Old Zhao, look, you can't smoke or drink the cigarettes and wine I specially left for you. Brother, take care of you like this, give it to me." You have such a good opportunity, but you still don't know how to seize it. Sigh."

Battalion Commander Zhao: ...

"Fuck off, I know that you old boy didn't hold your fart well."

Hua Xinguo threw him a pack of cigarettes, and triumphantly took his daughter back to the dormitory.

Hua Xinguo issued a marriage report before getting married, and after the approval, he sent a telegram to ask someone to give him the treatment of a family member accompanying the army and arrange a dormitory. It was much more spacious than his original small dormitory. There were two rooms inside and outside. The stove, pots and bowls are provided, so that the family members come to live.

With three children, although there is a big bed in the room, it is not enough to sleep. Besides, Qinghun is a big girl, so Hua Xinguo asked someone to move the bed in the dormitory where he used to live. It was still a bunk bed. Well, he and Gu Zhen slept in the inner room with Erdan, and Qinghun and Yaya slept in the outer room.

After cleaning up and packing up, it was time for dinner.

At that time, there was no rice, noodles, oil, salt and vegetables at home, so cooking at home would definitely not work, so Huaxin took Qinghun to the cafeteria to cook.

Now the whole battalion knows that Company Commander Hua's daughter has fought with Commander Zhao, and it was a tie. In fact, it was the little girl who gave Commander Zhao face, and she didn't use her real skills at all. Seeing now Company Commander Hua brought his daughter over for dinner, and all the young men stared at him.

The little girl was wearing a green military uniform, with two twisted braids that were neither too long nor too short.

At the training ground, Qinghun felt that the spirit of soldiers in this era is different, but she is no stranger to that kind of training scene, but now seeing the crowds of people eating in the big cafeteria, everyone Standing like a pine and sitting like a bell, the neatness is astonishing. To be honest, Qinghun is quite shocking. With this kind of discipline, the army under her hands in her previous life was considered the best army in Dachu, but it is indeed not as good.

A soldier from Hua Xinguo's own company took the initiative to greet him, "Commander, this is your daughter? My sister? I heard that my sister is not even a match for Battalion Commander Zhao? I have to ask my sister to go to the training ground as well." Please guide us."

For these brats, Hua Xinguo taught me a serious lesson: "What are you guiding me for? I don't want to lose face by telling my niece, a little girl, to be knocked down with one move. Give me the hard work, and I'll go check on your paragraph tomorrow morning." Time training results, unqualified ones, wait for me."

The boys in the first company were embarrassed by what he said, but the other companies were not afraid of him, and laughed and booed: "Commander Hua, why don't you give us some wedding candy?"

Hua Xinguo waved his hand: "Why are you fooling around? I have your candy, and I will ask the monitors of your classes to give it to you later. If you eat my candy, you have to train hard, and don't be beaten by my company." Get down."

Hua Xinguo took his daughters to line up for dinner, and someone asked them to go to the front. Qing Hun didn't like this convenience. When it was their turn, the cafeteria master joked: "Hey, Company Commander Hua, come back!" Hair, wedding candy and smoke, don't forget about us, for my daughter's sake, I'll give you two extra spoonfuls of meat today."

When the father and daughter left the cafeteria with their lunch boxes, Hua Xinguo said, "Girl, how is our army?"

"pretty good."

"Then do you want to be a soldier?"

Qinghun glanced at him speechlessly: "Old Uncle Luo from our commune police station pointed at me to become a policeman. Dad, but my ideal is not to be a soldier or a policeman."

"What is your ideal, girl?"

"I want to be a top student!"

My younger sister will be a god of learning in the future, she can't be a god of learning, so it shouldn't be a problem to be a master of learning, right?

"What the hell?"

(End of this chapter)