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

Li Xiangyang spoke slowly and leisurely.

As a modern person, he has watched countless war-themed film and television works.

There is a saying that goes, if you feel your blood boiling after watching a war movie, then this movie is definitely a failure and can only be called a war propaganda film.

But after watching it, people will feel sad and fall into deep thought. This is the meaning of war movies.

War is never worth glorifying, let alone praising.

He Yuzhu looked confused. He was still young and could not understand the deep melancholy in Li Xiangyang's tone.

He suddenly realized that fighting was not as exciting as his classmates said!

Even after Li Xiangyang stopped, He Yuzhu still didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"So, do you still want to join the army now?"

Li Xiangyang looked at him with a smile.

He Yuzhu did not answer, but asked seriously: "Brother Yang, why do you want to join the army?"

Everyone in the courtyard knew that Li Xiangyang wanted to join the army.

"me?"

Li Xiangyang deliberately lengthened his tone to whet He Yuzhu's appetite.

"Of course it's because I don't like reading anymore!"

Li Xiangyang changed the subject and laughed.

"What?"

He Yuzhu opened his mouth wide, having never expected Li Xiangyang to say that.

"I don't like going to school either!"

he muttered.

"Just stay focused on your promising job as a cook!"

Li Xiangyang patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

Although this silly boy has a poor vision, as the saying goes, fools have good fortune, and Sha Zhu has met many noble people in his life.

Now that he has his own child, he will naturally not follow the old path of the original work and will avoid the pitfalls that should be avoided.

"What's so good about being a cook? I don't want it!"

He Yuzhu said angrily.

"Your father is a cook, why don't you be a cook?"

Li Xiangyang asked.

"Uncle Li is also a soldier, so is that why you want to join the army?"

He Yuzhu asked back.

"Hey, you're setting a trap for me!"

Li Xiangyang was amused and raised his hand to give him a slap.

"Humph! I don't want to be a cook anyway!"

He Yuzhu bit his lip, his eyes gleaming with dissatisfaction, "My classmates all said that cooks are servants and are inferior to others!"

Hearing this, Li Xiangyang slowly put away his smile.

He looked at He Yuzhu and gradually understood.

It turns out that He Yuzhu didn't like being a cook from the beginning.

I think the reason why he does this job is also for his sister.

After He Daqing ran away, only he and Yu Shui were left at home. Yu Shui, a boy of about sixteen or seventeen, had to raise a younger sister. If he didn't find a job, neither of them would survive the winter.

An eldest brother is like a father, let alone a younger sister whom he raised by himself.

Therefore, whenever he saw some fan fiction in his previous life that wrote about the fake brother-sister relationship between He Yuzhu and He Yushui, Li Xiangyang sneered.

What the hell is this conspiracy theory? Isn't this pure paranoia?

"Do you think so about your father too?"

Li Xiangyang asked.

"I....."

He Yuzhu stopped talking, but the expression on his face revealed his true thoughts.

Seeing this, Li Xiangyang's expression became much more serious.

"Zhu Zi, no matter what, your father gave you and your sister life and raised you both, this is a favor!"

He said in a deep voice: "No matter what others say, you know who is the one who truly treats you well.

Li Xiangyang did not take into account the fact that He Daqing ran away. He couldn't blame someone else for something that hadn't happened yet, right?

Besides, he wouldn't let that happen.

"Brother Yang, I understand."

He Yuzhu pursed his lips and nodded.

"Okay, go back quickly!"

Li Xiangyang patted his head and sneered, "You are just a little brat, but you gave me too little homework!"

"I'm not young anymore, I'm already fifteen!"

He Yuzhu retorted.

“That’s a child too!”

Li Xiangyang waved his hand, "You are not even as tall as Xu Damao!"

"So what? He can't beat me!"

He Yuzhu didn't like hearing others say that he was not as good as Xu Damao, so he quit immediately.

"If you are really that capable, can you let someone pin you down and beat you?"

Li Xiangyang said disdainfully.

"Brother Xiangyang, we arm wrestled a few days ago, and you lost!"

He Yuzhu revealed the dark history of his original self.

"Hey!"

Li Xiangyang's old face turned red, and he subconsciously wanted to kick He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu, this kid, was as clever as a ghost and ran into the house in a flash.

"Little bunny!"

Looking at his back, Li Xiangyang couldn't help but smile.

"Xiangyang."

Li Changyi suddenly appeared behind him, scaring him.

"dad."

Li Xiangyang was a little nervous, not knowing when Li Changyi had arrived and how much he had heard.

Those words just now were some of his thoughts from his previous life, and they are definitely not something a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child could say.

"It's getting late, go home and sleep."

Li Changyi didn't react much, just said.

"Oh......"

Li Xiangyang obediently got up and followed him home.

The moonlight is cold and falls to the earth.

Li Xiangyang observed Li Changyi from behind and found that his left foot was a little lame.

When the original body was a child, Cui Xiulan told him that during a battle, Li Changyi was injured by a Japanese grenade while carrying a seriously injured comrade back on his back, and shrapnel shattered his ankle.

War is always cruel, and the pain it brings to every soldier will stay with him for life.

"I didn't expect you to say those words."

Just when Li Xiangyang was wandering in his trance, Li Changyi in front of him spoke.

He turned and looked at Li Xiangyang, "I've heard the political commissar say some of these things before."

"Dad, I was just teasing Zhuzi..."

Li Xiangyang wanted to explain.

"You've grown up."

Li Changyi sighed and patted Li Xiangyang on the shoulder.

His big hand was rough and broad, and it patted Li Xiangyang's shoulder like a piece of iron steel plate. Li Xiangyang wanted to scream in pain, but he endured it.

Because he noticed that Li Changyi's expression was very complicated.

It's like making a difficult decision.

"Do you really want to join the army?"

Li Changyi asked.

"Correct!"

Li Xiangyang said without hesitation.

"why?"

Li Changyi said in a deep voice: "I don't want to listen to those empty words. Just tell your father something from the bottom of your heart."

Li Xiangyang lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Dad, I'm seventeen years old this year. I should plan for my future. I'm not good at studying. If I want to make a name for myself, I have to join the army!"

"If that's what you're after, I have some connections that can help you get a decent job."

Li Changyi said.

Li Xiangyang looked at him in surprise. In his impression, Li Changyi had always been a person who clearly distinguished between public and private affairs. He didn't expect that he would make an exception for his son.

"Dad, there's another reason."

Li Xiangyang was silent for a moment, and suddenly a bright smile appeared on his face.

"I'm still young, I don't want to be a coward all my life!"

He looked at Li Changyi and said word by word: "If you are a man, you should live a glorious life and have no regrets even if you die!"