Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

Mo Erya became famous as soon as she fell, and he took the initiative to challenge her every day... Ahem, no, there was an endless stream of people competing against each other, asking for a fight... Well, there were so many people competing against her that she was a little overwhelmed.

As her good friends, Qiong Niang and Wu Meiyao took the initiative to help her share part of the burden, adhering to the principle of sharing blessings and hardships. Then everyone was surprised to find that the three girls were all very cruel.

Everyone fell into suspicion.

It was obviously not like this last time I came here!

The little girls who were so cute and delicate back then have become so cruel after not seeing each other for a while.

Unscientific, absolutely unscientific.

The political commissar and chiefs were happy to see the success and smiled every day.

"I'm just wondering why this guy Yongwu keeps praising these three girls. Looking at it this way, these three girls really have something."

"The last time these three girls came here, they were so subtle that we almost made a mistake."

Last time these students from the Military University came over, Zhang Yongwu also strongly recommended Mo Erya and the others to them. However, after their subsequent inspection, they felt that although the three girls were good, they were still far from outstanding. Later, this matter also changed. Just let it go.

But this time this group of students came and gave them a different surprise.

The chief looked at the political commissar with a smile, "It seems that we made the right decision this time."

"It's just a pity that there are only a few outstanding ones, and the other students are not so top-notch!"

The political commissar naturally hopes that the more outstanding students like this, the better!

"It's already pretty good. You can't try to take advantage of all the good things. You should be content with just a few good prospects."

"That's true!"

The political commissar nodded and felt that his idea was a bit too forceful. In fact, the quality of this batch of Military University students was quite high, and there were a few that were particularly top-notch, which was already very surprising.

The two smiled at each other.

"After these children train for a while, let them go out to exercise and gain knowledge."

The leader looked at the team training outside and showed a satisfied look.

"Row."

The political commissar nodded in agreement.

"The cultural classes in this school...can't delay their studies!"

The chief frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, we've already discussed it with the school and there won't be any delays."

"That's good. I'll naturally feel at ease if you do the work."

The chief's brows widened and he patted the political commissar on the shoulder with relief, "With an old guy like you here, I've been able to worry a lot less over the years."

"Look what you said, this is not what I should do."

"Thank you for your hard work. When these things are over, we brothers can retire with peace of mind and enjoy life."

The political commissar smiled and said nothing.

Mo Erya and the other military college students knew nothing about this and were training nervously and non-stop every day. After a month of training, they began to train in the army for another month and study cultural classes at school for another month.

At first, everyone was a little uncomfortable, but in the end they quickly adjusted and gradually adapted to this life of exercise and study.

Time flies away quickly in the constant busyness.

Because they have to train and make progress in their studies, the students of Military University were informed that there would be no holidays this year, including the Spring Festival. All students must stay in school to continue studying and participating in training.

Although Mo Erya felt a little regretful that she could not go home to celebrate the New Year this year, she still respected the school's arrangements and decisions. However, she felt a little regretful when she thought that Zhang Huihui, Mo Wangzhong and Shitou were waiting for her at home.

This is the second year that she cannot go home to celebrate the New Year with her family.

Although they communicated frequently at this time, letters of trust could not replace the affection of meeting each other. Mo Erya was a little homesick and missed his relatives at home.

"Erya, you've been sitting there for a long time, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Mo Erya didn't move for a long time, Wu Mei couldn't help but push her.

Mo Erya came back to his senses, retracted his thoughts, and sighed quietly, "School is not on holiday this year, so I can't go home to spend the New Year with my family. I'm thinking about how to write a letter to my family to make this matter clear!"

"You started writing letters so early?"

Wu Meiyao was surprised. They had just received the notice from the school, and it must have been too fast.

"My parents and my brother are looking forward to my return. I wrote to them in advance to save them from worrying about my return."

Wu Meiyao listened thoughtfully, and decided on the spot to write a letter herself, "Then I will also write a letter to the old man, so that he will not be at home waiting for me to come back."

Qiong Niang looked a little envious. She was alone now. She had no relatives in the world, and no one cared about her. She used to feel carefree, which saved a lot of trouble, but now...

But I envy my friends that they all have family members that they miss, and they all have a home that has been waiting for them to go back.

……

When she received a letter from Mo Erya at home, knowing that their school was not on holiday and she could not go home this year, Zhang Huihui cried in Mo Wangzhong's arms on the spot.

Mo Wangzhong could only helplessly coax his crying wife, and tried to comfort her, "Xiaohui, let's not cry anymore. The child can't go home for the New Year this year, so we can wait until next year. The child's study is important, so we won't be sad. ah……"

"Seeing that life is getting better and better now, why is it becoming more and more difficult for our family to reunite together?"

Zhang Huihui touched her tears and cried extremely sadly.

"If you miss your child, you should send more delicious food to your child and write more letters to your child. Now the school also has a phone call. If you really miss your child, you can just call your child!"

Mo Wangzhong patiently coaxed Zhang Huihui, but the more he coaxed her, the harder Zhang Huihui cried.

The couple was having a great time playing together. Mo Wuwa, who was always on the sidelines, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Since his sister went to college, his mother has become more and more squeamish at home, and she has become more and more squeamish. Done.

After thinking for a while, he quickly packed up his homework and ran back to the bedroom as if he was running away.

His parents still have to deal with it for a while!

Sure enough, after Mo Wuwa finished his homework last night, drank water, went to the toilet, steamed the rice, and fried the vegetables, his parents were still in the living room continuing to mess around!

Mo Wuwa shook his head tiredly. Although his sister was not on holiday and could not go home to celebrate the New Year with them, he was also sad, but it was not like his mother!

"Mom and Dad, it's time to eat!"

Although he didn't want to interrupt his parents, the food would get cold if he delayed it any longer.

Sure enough, Zhang Huihui and Mo Wangzhong finally calmed down when they heard it was time to eat. The couple sat down at the dining table hand in hand and started eating.

Mo Wuwa:......

He felt so tired, and he reasonably suspected that his parents staged this death just because they didn't want to do anything!

The more I think about it, the more it sounds like that!

╭(╯^╰)╮His parents are so despicable.