Reborn in the 1970s, the cold soldier is a bit sweet

In her spare time, she would pick up the books she borrowed and read them.

That evening, after dinner, the two of them sat in the living room and read a book.

Chu Xingchen watched Wang Xiaoxiao holding the book and reading it with gusto, writing and drawing on the paper with a pencil from time to time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Can you understand these?"

Wang Xiaoxiao nodded and said proudly: "Of course I can." How could she, an outstanding ordnance engineering expert decades later, not be able to read this entry-level book.

When Chu Xingchen heard this, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but more of a disbelief.

Wang Xiaoxiao...is she being underestimated?At that moment, she decided to teach someone who looked down on her a lesson.

She held the book, paper and pen and sat on the stool next to him, and said confidently: "I will show you how powerful I am."

After saying that, she lowered her head, flattened the paper on the table, and started drawing.

Chu Xingchen looked down and was surprised to find that the straight line she drew seemingly randomly was no different from the one drawn with a ruler or other drawing tools.

He was instantly attracted and asked curiously: "How did you do that?"

Wang Xiaoxiao paused when she heard this. Can she say that she has been practicing since she was a child?Of course she couldn't. She raised her head, smiled mischievously at him, and said, "My unique skills should not be passed on to others."

Chu Xingchen... stopped asking, and carefully watched the movements of her men.

Wang Xiaoxiao was relieved when he saw this. He was afraid that if Chu Xingchen continued to ask questions, he would be exposed if he said too much.

After adjusting my mood, I concentrated on drawing.

She had already designed a gun in her mind based on the books she had read in the past few days. Of course, it was not the time to reveal her strength yet, so she only drew the simplest structural drawing of the gun.

The hand-drawn drawing was easy for her, and before long, a gun appeared on the drawing.

Then Wang Xiaoxiao enlarged and drew some important internal structure details individually, and told Chu Xingchen: "The internal design is like this..."

As she spoke, she wrote the key points on the paper with a pen. She also drew a diagram of the structural analysis and explained it to him along with the design principles.

Chu Xingchen was already shocked when he looked at the gun she drew. Now listening to her explanation, although his face was calm, his heart was already in turmoil.

As a soldier, he thought he already knew a lot about guns, but after listening to Wang Xiaoxiao's words, he realized that those so-called understandings were only superficial.

What made him even more unbelievable was that these were just the results of Wang Xiaoxiao's reading in the past few days.

Chu Xingchen felt extremely complicated. For the first time, he felt that he didn't understand the woman in front of him at all.

Her eyes sparkled when she talked about this, as if these were her areas of expertise...

He really didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment, so he took the drawing from her hand and said, "Can you give this to me?"

Wang Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, I drew these at will. You can draw a few more for you if you like."

Chu Xingchen... "drawn at random" "How many more drawings?"

For the first time, I felt that my endurance was too low. I took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulence in my heart, and said, "This one will do."

Wang Xiaoxiao shrugged indifferently: "Okay."

Chu Xingchen picked up the clothes placed on the stool, stood up and said, "Go to rest early."

Wang Xiaoxiao nodded: "Okay" and watched Chu Xingchen leave. After washing, he returned to the bedroom, turned down on the bed and fell asleep.

What happened tonight had a huge impact on him. Chu Xingchen didn't know how he got back to the office, or how he ended up lying on the bed. What lingered in his mind was Wang Xiaoxiao drawing pictures and explaining them to him. figure.

From her sparkling eyes, you can tell how much she likes those things.

He had insomnia again, and after lying in bed for a long time, he finally couldn't help but sit up, turned on the lamp on the table, and looked at the drawing again with the dim light.

After a long while, he seemed to have made a big decision, carefully put away the drawing, and then went to rest.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Chu Xingchen got up.

I poured a glass of water out of habit, sat at my desk, took out an envelope and two sheets of paper, and picked up a pen to write a letter.

After writing the letter, he read it carefully and put it into the envelope after it was OK. Also put in was the piece of paper he carefully put away last night.

He sealed the envelope and went out with the letter in hand. Instead of going to the communications room, he drove to the post office in the nearest town and mailed the letter.

I drove all the way back to the army, returned the car, and ran to the training ground.

Since joining the army at the age of 16, it was the first time in so many years that I arrived at the base. My teammates and the soldiers under my command were all shocked.

Yang Xiangdong came over with a smile, patted his shoulder and said, "Old Chu, it's okay. What did you do last night?"

Chu Xingchen lowered his fist and said coldly: "Practice your soldiers."

After saying that, he ignored him and directed his men to train.

Yang Xiangdong rubbed the place where he was hit, punched his back, and then took his soldiers to train.

As soon as Chu Xingchen finished training, a young soldier came over and told him that Political Commissar Zhang was looking for him.

Political Commissar Zhang, division level, is Chu Xingchen’s leader.

Chu Xingchen paused for a moment, then turned and walked to the office of political commissar Zhang.

He stood at the door, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Report."

In the office, Political Commissar Zhang had just made a cup of tea and was about to drink it when he heard a knock on the door and then a familiar voice. A smile flashed in his eyes and he put the cup aside.

"Come in".

After hearing this, Chu Xingchen opened the door and walked in: "Political Commissar, you are looking for me."

Political Commissar Zhang nodded and motioned for him to sit down and talk.

After they sat down, he smiled and spoke, first asking about some recent training.

Chu Xingchen answered one by one.

After hearing this, Political Commissar Zhang nodded with satisfaction, praised and affirmed: "We will feel relieved if we leave the independent regiment to you."

After saying that, he suddenly changed his tune and asked, "I heard that your wife has been delivering food to you every day lately?"

Chu Xingchen nodded: "Yes".

Political Commissar Zhang continued: "If you ask me, you two should stop making trouble and live a good life."

"Actually, Wang Xiaoxiao's child has a good nature, but she was spoiled by her family. Now she has changed for the better. Don't hold on to the past and live a good life with her."

"You have to know that military marriages are protected. As long as the other party has not made any substantial mistakes, they cannot divorce easily. Your situation is even more special, and divorce is even more difficult than for ordinary soldiers."

"Instead of complaining and resisting, it is better to try to get along well. This life of a person is long or short. You see, your aunt and I have been noisy for so many years."