After taking the space and shopping mall to wear books, I was ruined

Shen Changan came over after hearing the sound and saw his little sister lying on the table with her face buried in her arms. He was wondering what was going on. He strode over and saw his little sister picking up a pen. Judging the paper, I had the answer immediately.

There is no one who is not crazy when marking papers.

Shen Chang'an immediately understood the purpose of Shen Changqing's calling him in. Is this stinky girl trying to push the job to him again?

Shen Changan took two steps back, ignoring Shen Changqing's struggle, and spoke first: "Do your own thing. This is a traditional virtue, and it cannot be ruined here."

After saying that, he ran away.

He didn't care about his sister's life or death at all.

Shen Changqing stretched out his hand from behind, looking eagerly, but he couldn't get a look back from his eldest brother.

Forget it, Shen Changqing retracted his hand angrily and muttered: "What kind of brother can you be if you don't save him until you die?"

But I forgot that I have already tricked my brother twice. As the saying goes, if you do it again and again, how can I be tricked a third time by you?

Shen Changqing continued to grade papers as if he was resigned to his fate, and did not feel relieved until Shen Changyou's papers were graded. Although there were two questions that he failed to answer, it seemed that they were done carefully, and they were much more serious than those glitzy answers.

Su He'an's paper was also neat and tidy. After a whole set of markings, she only got one wrong question, which showed that her mind was still spinning fast.

However, a perfect answer appeared on Su He'an's paper.

Remember that question? What can only increase but not decrease?

Su He'an's answer was, the white hair on grandpa's head.

When Shen Changqing saw this answer, her heart was pounded for a moment. She recalled that one night, when she and Su He'an talked all night long, they talked about Su He'an's parents.

Her parents were martyrs and died in the course of the mission, at the gunpoint of the enemy.

It must have been when I just learned about the death of my parents that my grandfather had faint white hair on his head.

As the days passed, her grandfather also stretched her, but the silver threads mixed in the black hair did not decrease, but increased day by day.

Shen Changqing thought to herself, when she was answering this question, she thought of her deceased parents again, and she must have been homesick.

There is no doubt that the answer to this question can also be this.

Perhaps, the wrinkles on my mother's face and the calluses on my father's palms are the answer to this question.

……

Shen Changqing marked the papers carefully, and before he knew it, it was time to eat.

However, Shen Changqing, who was immersed in Su He'an's memories, always felt a little sad.

Father Shen and Mother Shen also noticed their daughter's depression and signaled to Shen Changan with their eyes.

After receiving the signal from his parents, Shen Changan used his Didi function as a messenger and asked, "What's going on again?"

Shen Changqing raised his head and looked at Shen Changan, rolled his eyes, and Shi Shiran said: "Brother, if one day you are asked to make a choice between the justice of the country and our little family, which one will you choose?"

Shen Changan paused while picking up the vegetables, a little surprised as to why Shen Changqing asked this.

"Nothing, just asking." Shen Changqing shook his head and continued eating.

Father Shen and Mother Shen looked at each other, wondering what was wrong with their daughter.

Could it be that the person who graded the papers was confused? Why did you start thinking about this kind of question?

Shen Changan put down his chopsticks, looked at Shen Changqing seriously, and replied seriously, word for word: "I will choose my country without hesitation. This is my responsibility and obligation as a soldier."

Shen Changqing paused while eating, as if he had expected to hear this answer, and smiled slightly at Shen Changan.

"Brother, will you feel uncomfortable after making this decision?"

Shen Changyu looked at this and that. The atmosphere was very serious. He couldn't answer anything and just ate his food.

Shen Changan seemed to feel that he was too serious, and explained silently: "Qingqing, you have a country before you have a family. We can't abandon the country just because we have to take care of our own small family. If we all become like this people, what should the country do?

If we soldiers can't let go of our own small families, what should we do if there are thousands of small families in the motherland? "

Shen Changan sighed and said slowly: "This decision is obviously a heavy one, and everyone who makes it will feel uncomfortable, but someone has to do these things, right?"

After Shen Changan finished speaking, Shen Changqing was not the only one who fell into deep thought, but also Shen's father and Shen's mother were also deep in thought.

It was a disaster, a disaster in which the invaders attacked and killed, and a disaster in which the people had no way to survive.

It was also at that critical time that a Chinese army rose up and fought with their own flesh and blood to carve out a way, a way to victory, and a way for the people to live in peace.

It was they who fought with their own flesh and blood, who sacrificed their small families in exchange for the tranquility of their motherland and their current stable life.

Can these revolutionary martyrs leave their parents, wives and children at home?

Yes, her brother is right, someone has to do these things.

They did not give up the home where everyone lives because they cared about their own small family. Instead, they sacrificed the peace of their own small family in exchange for the peace of countless others.

Shen Changqing's heart was surging, and she was inexplicably ignited with ambition and fighting spirit. She was also proud of having a soldier in their family.

You can always trust Chinese soldiers.

……

It was the first time that Shen Changan talked about his mission. In this quiet courtyard, in front of his parents, younger siblings, he revealed his feelings and concerns when he first carried out the mission.

The oldest among them is only in his twenties, and the youngest is only thirteen or fourteen years old. They are all still children and have never been on the battlefield.

Only then did Shen Changqing realize that soldiers are also young people here. They have joys and sorrows, worries, worries, fears, and timidity.

But they will overcome, work hard, and rise to the challenge instead of retreating, getting depressed, or running away from the battlefield.

Until a long time after the chat, Shen Changqing was a little unable to recover. She kept asking herself a question, what can she do?

I have always limited myself too much, and building a greenhouse was a mistake. Its original intention was not to give back to the society.

As a person from later generations, as a person who knows the full picture of history, what can she do in this era?

What is lacking most in this era?

What does this era need?