Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

Seeing that Feng Qianyang didn't speak for a long time, Wan An Ning raised her eyebrows. She thought that Feng Qianyang said he was going to join the army because he didn't want to move bricks at the furniture factory construction site, and he was just trying to appease Feng Xiangmei.

But seeing the bitter look on his face, it seemed that she was wrong.

Could it be that Feng Qianyang was not just talking casually, but really wanted to join the army?

"Brother Qianyang, do you really want to join the army?"

Wan An Ning's expression also became serious.

Feng Qianyang smiled bitterly and shook his head gently: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Anyway, you just need to know that I won't go to the construction site to carry bricks."

Wan An Ning smiled and said, "Do you think it's tiring to carry bricks at the construction site?"

"Need I tell you? I went to the construction site when I got home and saw that the fingerprints on the hands of the people working there were almost gone. And, it was going to snow that day, and those people were sweating profusely..."

Feng Qianyang curled his lips, with a lingering fear on his face.

"But if you join the army, I heard that the training is more tiring than moving bricks on a construction site, and if you fail to complete your mission, you will not be allowed to eat or sleep... Can you bear it?"

When talking about being a soldier, Feng Qianyang immediately became excited: "How can it be the same? Being a soldier means training and enduring hardships in order to learn one's own skills. Once you have mastered them, they are lifelong skills. How can it be the same as carrying bricks?"

Wan An Ning was speechless for a while.

Well, no matter whether what Feng Qianyang said was fallacy or the truth, he felt that he could persist in being a soldier no matter how tiring it was, but he couldn't do it by carrying bricks!

"So, Brother Qianyang, do you really want to join the army?"

Having said that, Feng Qianyang no longer hid his feelings and nodded with a wry smile: "I do want to, of course I don't. But this is not something I can do just because I want it!"

Wan An Ning couldn't help but frowned: "So, you have signed up before?"

Feng Qianyang nodded: "To be honest, I turned 18 last year and signed up when the conscription started. I didn't get selected, so I signed up again this year. As a result... I was eliminated again!"

At this point, Feng Qianyang looked up at the sky, his face full of bitterness: "By December next year, I will be over 21 years old, and I will be over the age of conscription, so it will be even more impossible... So, even if I really want to, what can I do? I will never be able to realize my wish of becoming a soldier in this lifetime!"

Wan An Ning looked at the lost Feng Qianyang and suddenly said, "Next March, you should be less than 21 years old, right?"

"Well, my birthday is in July."

"That's fine. You should prepare well in the next few months. I got the news that there will be an additional conscription in March next year. You should seize this last chance then."

Feng Qianyang looked at Wan An Ning suspiciously: "Really? An An, conscription is no small matter. Where did you get the news?"

Wan An Ning said calmly: "Don't worry about this. Anyway, this news is absolutely reliable. Just know it! However, whether you can be selected or not depends on your own ability. I don't know anyone who recruits soldiers, so I don't have the ability to help you get selected."

She did not get any inside information, but she remembered very clearly that in 3 in her previous life, there were two rare conscriptions in the history of the founding of the country. That is, there was an additional conscription in March and another conscription in December according to the traditional winter conscription procedure.

Feng Qianyang wants to join the army, and it would be best if he could seize the conscription opportunity in March next year.

Feng Qianyang was immediately overjoyed: "That's great, I will definitely prepare well in the next few months. I feel that I have grown one centimeter in the past two months. There are still more than three months left, and I think I can grow a little taller. By March next year, I will definitely be tall enough...

As for my weight, I will ask my mother to cook an extra bowl of rice when I return. I must increase my weight to within the acceptable range in the last three or four months!"

At this point, Feng Qianyang hesitated for a moment, and said with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "An An, well, can I take back what I just said and go to work at the furniture factory?"

"Oh? Didn't you just say you wouldn't go to the construction site to carry bricks? What happened? How come you changed your mind in just a short while?"

Feng Qianyang smiled sheepishly: "Well, I can't not bring home a penny when I eat at home in the future, right?"

Before they knew it, the two had reached the bridge. Wan An Ning was about to speak when she found that Feng Qianyang had suddenly stopped.

She looked forward in the direction Feng Qianyang was looking and saw a group of young people in their teens and twenties leaning on the railing of the bridge smoking. One of them saw them looking over and stood up straight involuntarily. Then he seemed to think of something, slowly relaxed, and leaned against the railing again.

"Feng Qianyang!"

The man saw Feng Qianyang stop and shouted loudly.

Feng Qianyang's face changed slightly, his eyes flickered a few times, and finally he turned to Wan An Ning and said, "Well, An An, my friend is here to see me, you go back first."

Wan An Ning looked coldly at the young people on the bridge who were obviously not doing their jobs, and his brows couldn't help but frowned.

"Feng Qianyang, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you continue to hang out with them and get a stain on yourself, you'll never be able to join the army again in your life!"

Feng Qianyang's face froze, then he made up his mind and said:

"Don't worry, I won't let them affect my military service!"

Wan An Ning glanced at him, said nothing, and turned and left.

Feng Qianyang pushed his bicycle onto the bridge...

Halfway through the walk, Wan An Ning suddenly stopped. She carefully recalled the postures of those people on the bridge just now. She seemed to see that one of them seemed to be holding something in his hand...

Would these people take Feng Qianyang to fight again?

Thinking of this, Wan An Ning felt a little worried, so he immediately turned around and walked quickly towards the bridge.

On the bridge, Feng Qianyang had already had an argument with those people.

"Feng Qianyang, you have been following that Meng to oppose our boss for the past few years. Now that Meng is in jail, our boss doesn't care about what you did in the past and is kind enough to take you in. Don't be so shameless! If you don't know what's good for you, we have plenty of ways to deal with you. Don't forget that you don't have Meng backing you up now!"

Feng Qianyang glanced at the man calmly and said, "I said, I'm withdrawing from the fight. From now on, your affairs, whether it's fighting or collecting protection fees, have nothing to do with me. Please don't come to me again in the future."

Chen Qiang didn't expect Feng Qianyang to say that, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not. He just said with a bit of sarcasm: "Feng Qianyang, you are not scared by the incident with the surname Meng, are you?"

It was obvious that when the boss was pinned to the ground by the man surnamed Meng, he was the most loyal person who stayed with the boss and never left him. But now that the man surnamed Meng has fallen, good days are coming for them, and he also feels that his hard work has paid off.

But the boss asked him to come in person to invite Feng Qianyang, Meng's former dog, over and to make him the second in command.

Chen Qiang was very dissatisfied!

He planned to take people to teach Feng Qianyang a lesson before he became their second-in-command.