Pei Ji came in with a pillow in his arms, ignoring Jiang Xingzhi's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and threw himself on the bed: "Bookworm, I can't sleep."

Jiang Xingzhi was still sitting on the bed, and kicked him on the calf bone, furious: "Isn't there an infirmary in this compound? Go ask the doctor to prescribe sleeping pills!"

Pei Ji opened one round eye, and asked wonderingly: "Have you taken fire|drug?"

He turned over and said lazily: "This is my territory and I'm in charge, I don't take sleeping pills!"

Jiang Xingzhi stared at Pei Ji in disbelief for a long while, and then said to Xie Yunshu, who was also sitting by the bed: "You persuade him, really, he really can't be a soldier, he just joined the national army like this, the IQ of our people's soldiers The average line will be pulled down a lot by him!"

Pei Ji didn't even have a seizure when he heard it. He covered his head with the pillow and lay there motionless.

The whole person is sullen, like a puppy that has been beaten by frost.

Xie Yunshu patted Jiang Xingzhi on the shoulder, telling him not to care about this second son, and kicked Pei Ji again: "You can't sleep, what are you doing here? Ask me to sing you a lullaby?"

"I just can't sleep." Pei Ji's voice muffled from the pillow.

Xie Yunshu sighed softly. He asked Jiang Xingzhi to lie on the innermost side, and sat cross-legged in the middle. Xie Yunshu propped his elbows on his knees, put his face in his hands, and faced Pei Ji. He thought for a long time, but he didn't know what to say. , it seems that any language is pale at this time.

Finally, Xie Yunshu said: "As long as you don't want to go, I will take you back to the beach tomorrow."

Pei Ji lay motionless on his stomach and didn't speak for a long time, until Xie Yunshu thought he was asleep when he heard his youthful voice with a little unaltered voice: "It's not that I hate being a soldier... ..."

Pei Ji was not afraid of suffering, nor was he afraid of being tired, nor was he afraid of death. What he hated was not being a soldier, but Pei Linsheng who was a soldier.

A child can remember things at the age of three. Pei Ji hardly has the concept of a father in his childhood memory. He spends most of his time living with his mother on the seashore. Pei Ji's mother is a piano teacher who is very beautiful and loves Pei Ji very much.

Pei Linsheng only takes [-] days of vacation a year, and occasionally discounts it. He only went back to see Pei Ji the year before, and the father and son met again the next year, but they didn't know each other again.

At first when Pei Linsheng came home, little Pei Ji was very happy.

His mother complained to his father: "Your son was too naughty in the kindergarten. The teacher complained several times. He fought with the children and beat and cried eight children by himself. It's too much!"

Pei Linsheng raised the little Pei Ji high and laughed loudly: "Good! Good fight! It's my Pei Linsheng's seed!"

But I don't know when it started, during the fifteen days when Pei Linsheng came home, the house was full of endless quarrels.

Pei Ji's mother cried loudly:

"You stay away from home every day, and you can't even recognize your son standing at the gate of the community! Pei Linsheng, it's fine if you're sorry, is there such a father as you in the world?"

"I gave up acting because of Pei Ji, and I can only become a teacher. Why can't you change your station for your son, or be transferred to a military | area?"

"Others can't help it. Your Pei family has plenty of solutions. Why not pretend to go after joining politics? You don't have me and my son in your heart at all!"

"I'll give you another year, if you can't transfer back, we'll divorce!"

……

"Bang!" Mom slammed the door of the bedroom after the quarrel, and Pei Linsheng sat on the sofa alone.

The little Pei Ji stood at the door and looked timidly at the tall man in military uniform. At that time, he had already started to learn the accordion, holding his own instrument in his hand. Pei Linsheng stared at him for a while and waved to him.

The child ran over, but before he could call out "Daddy", Pei Linsheng grabbed the accordion in his hand and threw it aside, and said with a sullen face, "A boy playing with these things, what a motherfucker!"

Pei Linsheng looked at his son from head to toe, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

The child had a watermelon head, and his jet-black hair hung softly on his head. He was wearing a snow-white shirt, sky blue overalls, and shiny leather shoes on his feet.

The woman raised the child into a delicate, beautiful and foreign-looking little prince.

Pei Linsheng carried his son out of the house and went to the barber shop to shave the child's head. The small, bald head was a gift that Pei Linsheng brought back from the army—a small military cap, military uniform, and small He put on the military boots for the child, and fastened a heavy, genuine military dagger to the child's belt.

The child touched his body curiously, it was very fresh.

Pei Linsheng squatted in front of the mirror and looked at his son in the mirror, who was dressed in olive green and was as vigorous as a young sapling that had just sprouted. A smile finally appeared on his sculpture-like cold face: "Son, do you like this dress?"

Little Pei Ji twirled happily: "I like it!"

"Alright, my son, Pei Linsheng, was born to be a soldier!"

That day, little Pei Ji sat on his father's neck, and was taken half a city by his father. Pei Linsheng bought him a lot of new toys, toy guns, toy cannons, toy tanks.

After returning home, Pei Ji's mother almost went crazy: "Pei Linsheng, I will never let my son serve as a soldier again! You give me so much heart!"

Pei Linsheng was furious. In the past, when a woman quarreled with him, he wouldn't talk back. The couple almost shook the ceiling down that day.

The last two adults let the children choose whether they want overalls or a small military uniform, an accordion or a toy gun.

Little Pei Ji looked at his father, then at his mother, and finally ran to his mother.

When he turned around in his mother's arms, he saw Pei Linsheng's eyes. At that time, he was young and didn't understand the meaning of those eyes, which was called disappointment.

When Pei Ji was eight years old, his mother filed for divorce. It happened to be the age when the law stipulates that children can choose their parents independently. Pei Ji told the judge to choose his mother without hesitation.

After his mother divorced, he resumed his old career and went on tour abroad. Pei Ji was taken care of by his grandparents. He would go to Ningcheng during the winter and summer vacations. He could always see Pei Linsheng once or twice a year.

The first time Pei Linsheng did anything to Pei Ji was when he was ten years old. At that time, Pei Ji went to his grandma's house for the winter vacation, and there were a few days before the Spring Festival. His grandma bought him new clothes from head to toe.

When Pei Linsheng stepped into the hall, Pei Ji was yelling that the shoes his grandma bought for him were not good-looking, and he didn’t want to wear them. Grandma coaxed him to buy him a new pair when school started. Pei Ji said no, he wanted them tomorrow, for the New Year I'm about to wear it, and then wow wow rolling on the carpet.

Pei Linsheng dropped the backpack in his hand and strode over, and slapped Pei Ji hard before everyone could react in time.

Pei Ji covered her face and cried out after the initial shock.

Pei Linsheng picked up the clothes on Pei Ji's back and picked him up. Pei Ji was flapping his limbs in mid-air like a little chicken. Pei Linsheng carried him and walked outside, and finally threw him into the snow outside.

The snow that year was so heavy and thick that little Pei Ji was completely submerged in the snowdrift.

Pei Linsheng's voice was colder than the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, colder than the snow and ice in the deep winter: "How did I, Pei Linsheng, raise such a spoiled and hypocritical thing like you! My brothers are desperately fighting for the sake of You bastards!"

Pei Ji's hatred for Pei Linsheng was completely planted from then on. He began to spare no effort to provoke Pei Linsheng. As long as it was something that Pei Linsheng didn't want him to do, he would do it all over again. Even if you die, you have to resist.

The following year, Pei Ji's mother remarried abroad. At the beginning, she said that she would take Pei Ji out soon, but until Pei Ji's grandparents passed away, this promise was not fulfilled.

A few years ago, Pei Ji's mother returned Pei Ji's custody to Pei Linsheng. Pei Linsheng would go back to the beach every year on vacation, and the father and son would hold hands every time they saw each other.

A father and son are like a big bull and a little bull, pushing each other to death.

……

"He has always looked down on me..." Pei Ji's low voice had a buzzing nasal tone, "He doesn't want a son like me, and I don't care for him being my father..."

Pei Ji kept lying there all the time, with his head buried under the pillow, only a long section of the back of the wheat-colored neck was exposed. Under the light, the fluff on the back of the boy's neck was clearly visible, and they were fried one by one, like the hairs in the explosion. The puppy was angry and wronged.

Xie Yunshu reached out and ran his hands up and down the back of his neck, as if to comfort his own child.

Pei Ji's words were confused, many details were connected and summarized by Xie Yunshu himself.

A pair of adults with different views failed in their marriage, and their lives were separated, but the imprint of the original family was unfortunately and deeply engraved on the innocent children.

In this family, Pei Linsheng and his ex-wife are not at fault. Adults have the right to pursue their own ideals and happiness, but when it comes to being parents, they are parents in vain.

Pei Ji is wronged, he is innocent, the adult's contribution is self-control, your own will, but the child doesn't understand anything, he shouldn't be sacrificed.

Xie Yunshu felt Pei Ji's shoulders trembling constantly, he took out a few pieces of paper and stuffed them under the pillow, and said softly, "Pei Xiaogou, you are fine, there are many people who like you."

"Why does he look down on me?" Pei Ji finally sobbed, "He is a useless person, he can't even keep his wife, even if he can beat me now, one day, I can beat him... always One day, I will be taller than him."

Xie Yunshu echoed: "Yes, your achievements in the future will be higher than Colonel Pei!"

"Since they don't want me, why did they give birth to me? Did I want them to give birth?"

"They gave birth to it themselves, so it's their responsibility."

"One wants me to be a soldier, and the other doesn't want me to be a soldier, so why don't you cut me in half?"

"Whether you want to be a soldier or not is your own choice. As long as you don't want to, no one can force you."

"Woooooo..." Pei Ji finally cried out.

Xie Yunshu's heart was filled with sore tenderness, and he was so distressed by Pei Xiaogou that he was so distressed that he and Pei Ji lay down together and coaxed him gently: "Don't cry, didn't you want to eat noodles last night? I'll give it to you now." Would you like to make one?"

Pei Ji raised his teary face, sucking his red nose: "Really, really?"

Just as Xie Yunshu was about to say "really", Jiang Xingzhi said indifferently from the side: "What is your matter? If you want me to say that Senior Colonel Pei is a good father, compared to me, your little Life is much more comfortable!"

Sure enough, one sentence attracted the other two people to look over in unison.

Jiang Xingzhi had been lying there all the time, but now he will sit up a little bit, with his back leaning against the bed board, with one long leg bent, his elbow resting on his knee, and five slender fingers hanging down naturally. Xie Yunshu looked at the somewhat lonely posture, and his heart ached.

"Pei Ji, have you decided to join the army?" Jiang Xingzhi asked.

Pei Ji pursed her lips tightly and did not speak, but the stubborn and determined expression in her red eyes already explained the answer.

Jiang Xingzhi looked at Xie Yunshu, and spread his hands slightly: "Look, Senior Colonel Pei actually has a way to deal with Pei Ji. What he said tonight was by no means aimless. He was sure that Pei Ji would compromise after he said these words. Do you believe it or not?"

Xie Yun's face darkened slightly, and he nodded.

Yes, Pei Linsheng came prepared tonight. Every word he said hit Pei Ji's deathbed. He knew his son, knew Pei Ji's weakness, and hit him right away.

"Then here comes the question." Jiang Xingzhi glanced at Pei Ji, then turned his gaze back to Xie Yunshu, "Why didn't Senior Colonel Pei tell him this earlier?"

Xie Yunshu was taken aback for a moment, and then his pupils shrank like needle pricks: "You mean..."

"Because such a glorious and heavy family history is also a burden. If Pei Ji knew about it when he was very young, he would have shouldered this heavy responsibility earlier. Colonel Pei gave Pei Ji at least 17 years of freedom, but In the end, his son failed to aspire to this career as he expected, so he took out his last trump card."

Xie Yunshu was like enlightenment.

Pei Ji froze for a moment, then turned his head violently, he didn't believe it.

Jiang Xingzhi twitched his lips slightly: "I have a boy who also came from a family of generals. He started riding horses at the age of four, could run five kilometers at the age of five, and was able to capture and fight at the age of seven. He just joined the army last October. At least You have been free for so many years."

"Let me tell you what real familial brainwashing and kidnapping looks like."

Jiang Xingzhi's eyes were slightly lowered, and the warm lamp embedded on the top of the wall put a layer of soft gold powder on his handsome face, making his expression look indescribably sad.

Xie Yunshu's breath was suddenly choked, and he couldn't help but move to sit next to Jiang Xingzhi, holding his wrist.

Jiang Xingzhi smiled at him, and that smile was sad no matter how you looked at it.

"From the time I was able to speak, the Jiang family brought out the genealogy of the eighteen generations of my ancestors and recited it to me. The words 'family interests are above all else' were the first creeds I received in my life... "

Jiang Xingzhi pushed his cheek with the tip of his tongue. This is how storytelling works. He started to feel his true feelings while talking. He said to Xie Yunshu, "You know, I didn't have a childhood."

Xie Yunshu's heart "cracked" and broke into eight petals.

He hugged Jiang Xingzhi's head in his arms, rubbing his face from his face to his hair.

"I have been learning to read and write since I was two years old. There are 360 ​​and five days a year, and I have never had a holiday. Learning English, arithmetic, etc. is still trivial. What I am most afraid of is the etiquette training and concentration training. At that time, I was still a child, standing and sitting for hours without moving.”

Xie Yunshu tightened his grip on Jiang Xingzhi's wrist. Jiang Xingzhi took his hand and put it in his own. He pinched his fingers from the pulp to the base of his fingers, one by one, and continued, "When I was a little older, I also learn self-defense. You all know kung fu. The first thing you have to learn is to be beaten, to be beaten with fists, to be beaten with sticks, and to be beaten with sticks. The things that Pei Ji will learn later, I learned them every day when I was four or five years old."

As he spoke, he glanced at Pei Xiaogou, subtly subtly proud of himself.

Xie Yunshu's eyes were flushed, and his tenderness couldn't stop surging up. Since Pei Ji was beside him and couldn't kiss or kiss, he could only keep patting Jiang Xingzhi's back, patted every now and then.

Jiang Xingzhi moved his hands towards Pei Jiyang: "Your father has been divorced for so many years and has not remarried to have another son. My father raised an illegitimate child outside, who is only one year younger than me. Except for my mother who was kept in the dark, everyone in the capital Everyone knows that while coaxing my mother that I am the sole heir of the Jiang family, he bought a house and a car for Xiaosan and gave her shares, and finally registered his illegitimate child—"

"Damn it! Your father is really nothing!" Pei Ji cursed.

Jiang Xingzhi pursed his lips, and touched Xie Yunshu's side. Xie Yunshu hugged his shoulders, and when Pei Ji wasn't paying attention, he quickly lowered his head and kissed Jiang Xingzhi's eyebrows.

Jiang Xingzhi finally let out the sour breath in his heart.

Pei Ji clasped his fingers, blinked his big eyes, and muttered in his mouth which one was worse, his old man or Jiang Xingzhi's old man, and the result was that he was right. His eyes darkened, and he was wronged again: "But Your mother is always there, you are better than me."

Xie Yunshu's heart twitched, and he freed up a hand to pat Pei Ji's head again.

Jiang Xingzhi also has a killer move: "I stopped those trainings later, because when I was a teenager, I ate the wrong food and hurt my nervous system. I was not in good health for a while."

Xie Yunshu's eyes were sour, tears almost fell down, and he touched Jiang Xingzhi's head again.

Pei Ji was not convinced: "You are not in good health now, and it will be even harder for me to be a soldier in the future, and your father, your father never beat you!"

Jiang Xingzhi covered his chest, leaned weakly on Xie Yunshu's shoulder, and said limply, "I still have injuries on my body."

Xie Yunshu finally realized what Jiang Xingzhi was doing, and he poked Jiang Xingzhi's forehead in a funny way: I'm a fool, I would even eat this kind of jealousy!

Pei Ji lay back on the pillow again, and after being bored for a while, said: "It's no use if he told me earlier, hum, I still hate him!"

Both Xie Yunshu and Jiang Xingzhi understood the endless words.

Xie Yunshu looked at the time, it was past midnight, he saw that Pei Ji would not go back to sleep tonight, so he went to the next door and brought Pei Ji's quilt over, let Jiang Xingzhi sleep inside, Pei Ji slept outside, Xie Yunshu lay on the bed In the middle, fortunately, the bed is 2.5 meters wide, which is more than enough for three big boys to lie side by side, and each of them is covered with a quilt.

Pei Xiaogou is still immersed in his own thoughts: "If you don't tell me, it's for my own good...I don't believe it...he has never been good for me..."

Xie Yunshu didn't know what to say, so he turned to look at Jiang Xingzhi, and he found that Jiang Xingzhi was always able to provide novel ideas, and he always had a way to untie a dead knot.

Jiang Xingzhi put one hand behind his head, hooked Xie Yunshu's hand with the other, rubbed his fingertips on the back of his hand lightly: "Let me tell you a story."

"Okay, okay," Xie Yunshu said quickly, "Listen to the story."

Jiang Xingzhi pondered for a while, and began to preach: "About seven or eight years ago, in a certain border area of ​​our country, where the city and the border crossed, the local reactionary militants colluded with international terrorist organizations , They transported a batch of military|ammunition to our territory by splitting parts. The local armed|police asked for help from the army after receiving the news. This group of terrorists."

In the silent room, Jiang Xingzhi's voice hovered low and low with the magnetism of some kind of mid-range musical instrument. Xie Yunshu and Pei Ji both looked at him and listened intently.

"When the commander of the special unit came to the battle site with his men, he realized that the intelligence was wrong. The real number of enemies far exceeded the numbers on the intelligence. , but to create a local war with a sensational effect in our country. In addition to the number of enemies more than ten times that of our side, there are many heavy weapons with powerful lethality in ambushes at the battle site. Breaking away from the expected war, the comparison between our side and the enemy's firepower is completely like pebbles hitting stones."

The boys' breathing was slightly heavy. Both Xie Yunshu and Pei Ji knew that Jiang Xingzhi would not just tell an illusory story.

"The task of the commander is to keep the enemy out of the border with limited troops and firepower. They must not be allowed to enter the rear towns. The reinforcements will not arrive until four hours later."

Next, Jiang Xingzhi described the details of the war in detail, guns|cannons were fired, gun|smoke filled the sky, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"In the end we won the battle," Jiang Xingzhi looked at Xie Yunshu, "You should have guessed that the commander is Colonel Pei. I saw this war in a documentary. The reason why this documentary impressed me so much. , because in this battle..."

Jiang Xingzhi took a breath, and his speech slowed down: "In this battle, Colonel Pei has a 21-man special unit in his hands, and a battalion of heavily armed | police for his command. The special forces were dispatched at the outposts and were under heavy siege by the enemy's artillery fire. If Senior Colonel Pei took the armed police to rescue people, the enemy might sneak in from behind. The whole army was annihilated, and he brought them out with his own hands. He ate in a pot and slept in a camp." Jiang Xingzhi asked, "If it was you, would you order rescue?"

Xie Yunshu and Pei Ji were unable to speak for a long time.

"It can't be saved."

Jiang Xingzhi did not force them to continue to give answers, but directly gave a conclusion. He pulled out his hand behind his head and covered his eyes: "Only a person like Senior Colonel Pei can make such a heartless but unfeeling expression at this time." Correct order."

"A general whose clothes are stained with blood and who walks out of the mountain of blood and sea of ​​corpses is destined to be difficult to be a tender father who will greet his children with care, because once he goes to the battlefield with such a heart, he will bring those With deep and affectionate concern, it will be difficult for him to lead more people to win battles and get off those battlefields."

There was a long silence in the room.

……

Pei Ji fell asleep.

Xie Yunshu helped him pull the quilt to his chest, and saw that his eyes were tightly closed, his eyelashes were like small fans, his red face was puffy, full of baby fat, his red nose was wrinkled, and he even had a little bit of sleepiness when he fell asleep. A stubborn energy, looks especially like a child.

A beautiful, innocent, stubborn, clean child.

Xie Yunshu couldn't help thinking of his previous life when he stood in front of Pei Ji's tombstone and looked at the portrait of Pei Ji on the monument. He was dressed in olive green with a golden collar on his shoulders, his eyes were bright and smiling, and his brows were full of heroism and vitality.

It was undoubtedly taken after he joined the army, and he was undoubtedly happy when he took the picture.

After Pei Ji died, his suicide note was announced to the world, and the two sentences moved countless people to tears:

"I sacrificed today, I have no regrets, no shame in this life, no shame on China."

"I laugh out loud in the face of death, and the devil's palace shakes with laughter!"

So fearless, so arrogant.

He was born, the son of a hero.

Xie Yunshu turned around and hugged Jiang Xingzhi's waist. He buried his face in Jiang Xingzhi's chest, and the wetness spread across Jiang Xingzhi's lapel.

"Don't be sad, and don't be afraid," Jiang Xingzhi whispered into Xie Yunshu's ear, "everything will be fine, I promise."

Xie Yunshu nodded, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you think of telling Pei Ji that?"

What he was referring to was naturally about Pei Linsheng.

"Two reasons." Jiang Xingzhi stroked Xie Yunshu's back.

"First, I personally still admire Colonel Pei very much. Under the principle of righteousness, all details can be ignored, and no flaws can conceal his essence as a hero, just like no one would accuse a martyr of being a hero before his death. Dude, no one is perfect, a hero is a hero, even if he has other defects in quality, he is still a hero."

"Secondly, Senior Colonel Pei is indeed not a good father, but the only one he feels sorry for is Pei Ji. Apart from Pei Ji, he doesn't need anyone's understanding. Let Pei Ji know this, and he might feel better. If Pei Ji really goes to the battlefield, At least not with hatred for his father."

Jiang Xingzhi's lips lightly rubbed | caressing Xie Yunshu's temples, and smiled slightly: "...I think you will feel relieved in that way."

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感谢在2021-10-2923:58:18~2021-10-3023:53:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Zizi Zizhu;

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