Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

When dinner was almost ready, Li Changyi came back.

He parked his bike and carried the cooked food into the house.

"dad."

Li Xiangyang called out nervously.

Li Changyi glanced at him and nodded.

In the original body's memory, Li Changyi was not good at speaking, very strict, and a typical Chinese father.

At home, they often act as the head of the family and rarely have emotional exchanges with their children, but they give silently.

"Bring some to Sha Zhu's house later."

Li Changyi said to Cui Xiulan in the kitchen.

Cui Xiulan brought out the dishes and glanced at the cooked food on the table, looking as if she was used to it.

The Supply and Marketing Department is a very lucrative department. Although Li Changyi is an upright person and does not enrich himself, as a deputy section chief, he is still treated very well and it is common for him to buy food for himself.

"Let Xiaoyang go. Shazhu came to our house this afternoon and said he had something to do with Xiaoyang."

Cui Xiulan said casually.

Li Changyi nodded but didn't ask what it was about. He didn't pay too much attention to the interactions between the children.

Li Xiangyang looked at Li Changyi silently. To be fair, Li Changyi was a very open-minded father. He did not interfere too much in his child's growth and only provided certain help when the child needed it.

Of course, except for joining the army.

At the dining table, a family of three was eating dinner. Li Xiangyang wanted to speak several times, but Cui Xiulan stopped him with her eyes.

Li Xiangyang felt helpless. He had no chance at all.

"You weren't home this afternoon?"

Li Changyi suddenly asked.

"what?"

Li Xiangyang quickly said, "I went fishing in the park with Uncle Yan."

Li Changyi asked again: "Is it fishing or catching fish?"

Li Xiangyang reacted and realized that it seemed that Li Changyi knew that his original body had fallen into the river.

"Did you do it on purpose or accidentally?"

Li Changyi looked at him, frowning slightly.

"Dad, what are you thinking! I just fell into the river accidentally."

Li Xiangyang said with a helpless smile.

Li Changyi nodded, "You still have some conscience. You know it's not easy for your mother and I to raise you."

Li Xiangyang opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

"The last thing we need on the battlefield is fools who don't take their lives seriously!"

Li Changyi's tone became more serious.

"dad?"

Li Xiangyang was stunned, not understanding the purpose of his father's sudden words.

"We're eating, why are you talking about this?"

Cui Xiulan pushed him and said, "Our Xiaoyang is not going to the battlefield!"

Li Changyi stared at Li Xiangyang and asked slowly: "What do you think of this sentence?"

Seeing his father's serious expression, Li Xiangyang immediately understood that this was not a simple question.

He put down his chopsticks, thought carefully for a while and then said: "On the battlefield, you can't just rush forward stupidly. You must first stay alive so that you can kill more enemies."

"that's right."

Li Changyi said in a deep voice: "If you don't take your own life seriously, do you think the enemy will be reluctant to spare a bullet?"

"Guns and cannons are merciless on the battlefield. No matter how powerful a person is, he can only be killed by a bullet! It would be a relief to die, but there are people waiting for them at home. What should they do?"

At the end of his speech, Li Changyi seemed to remember something. His brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a light in his eyes that Li Xiangyang could not understand.

For a moment, the atmosphere became heavy.

Li Xiangyang looked at Li Changyi, who was holding the chopsticks tightly, as if they were no longer chopsticks, but a machete that had killed countless enemies.

A fierce aura emanated from his body, making people's hair stand on end.

"Eat quickly, the food is getting cold!"

Finally, Cui Xiulan broke the silence. She put a piece of pork head into Li Changyi's bowl and said unhappily, "It's been several years. Why are you still bringing this up?"

Li Changyi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and started eating in silence.

Li Xiangyang was in a state of confusion, not knowing what his father's intentions were.

"Dad, do you think I can survive if I go to the front line?"

he asked tentatively.

"Snapped!"

Cui Xiulan slammed the table and said, "If you don't eat well, you don't have to go to the front line. I will take your life now!"

"..."

Li Xiangyang had no choice but to eat obediently.

This matter cannot be rushed. There are still two months before the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, so he still has time to do ideological work on his parents.

After dinner, Li Xiangyang came to He Yuzhu's house with his lunch box.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Soon, the door was opened.

"Brother Xiangyang!"

The person who opened the door was a little girl of four or five years old, it was He Yushui.

"Rainwater, where's your dad?"

Li Xiangyang touched her little head and asked with a smile.

"My dad is cooking!"

He Yushui said in a baby voice.

"Xiangyang, have you eaten yet? Want to have a bite here?"

He Daqing poked his head out from the kitchen and asked politely.

"No, Uncle He, I've already eaten at home."

Li Xiangyang looked at He Daqing. He Daqing was 35 years old this year, an age when he should be full of vigor and vitality, but his hair was very sparse, making him look like a programmer in later generations.

He also noticed that there was a hint of melancholy between He Daqing's brows, as if he was worried about something.

Li Xiangyang knew clearly in his heart that the old guy had probably hooked up with the White Widow and was thinking about how to quit and run away.

"My father bought some cooked food and told him to give it to Yu Shui and Zhu Zi to try!"

Li Xiangyang handed him the cooked food.

He Daqing did not refuse and took it frankly.

The two families were neighbors. Whatever Li Changyi bought, he would send some to the He family. As a cook, He Daqing would bring food to the He family every now and then, and he would often take a lot to Li Xiangyang's house.

Friendships between neighbors are built up in this way over time.

"Wow, there's meat to eat again!"

He Yushui shouted excitedly.

"Little greedy cat, Uncle He often lets you eat meat!"

Li Xiangyang rubbed her little face and pierced her hair into two small buns again.

He Daqing has to play the role of both father and mother, but his skill in taking care of his daughter is really poor. Her two ponytails are tied like feather dusters, which makes Li Xiangyang shake his head.

"Thank you, Brother Yang!"

He Yushui said politely.

"Xiangyang is indeed a pen holder, he is more skillful than me who flips the spoon!"

He Daqing couldn't help but take a few more glances and praised.

Li Xiangyang smiled. He had taken care of his cousin from his uncle's family a lot in his previous life, so it goes without saying that he is very good at taking care of children.

"Where's the pillar?"

Li Xiangyang waited for a long time but still didn't see He Yuzhu, so he asked.

"Where has this kid gone?"

He Daqing frowned. Logically speaking, he should have returned by this time.

"Don't worry about him, he's probably having a blast outside!"

He Daqing waved his hand and turned back to the kitchen.

Li Xiangyang's mouth twitched. This father was really careless. No wonder he could abandon his children in the old city and just walk away.

However, Li Xiangyang didn't think much about it.

After all, He Yuzhu is a very strong guy, known as the God of War in the Siheyuan, and he has never been defeated.

After teasing the rain for a while, he prepared to go home.

At this moment, Li Xiangyang caught a glimpse of a furtive figure in the corner.

He smiled, walked over quietly, and patted him on the shoulder, "Xu Damao, what are you doing here secretly?"