Those days of fighting for the male lead with the winners in life [Quick Transmigration]

After learning that he was not a child of the Ou family, Uno was shocked a little, and he didn't like to talk anymore. He numbly hugged the computer to write lesson plans, and the lights in the room were on almost all night.

Shao Zongyan has watched a lot of family ethics TV dramas, and he deeply understands his mood at this time, and is also worried that he will be too sad, and will not have the energy to get up without eating or sleeping, so he ordered a wheelchair for him online at night.Before Uno opened his eyes the next morning, the responsible courier knocked on the door of the apartment and delivered the latest aerodynamic wheelchair to the door.

He was awakened from a light sleep by the ringing of the bell. Hearing the slightly crisp metal sound outside, he felt that he couldn't fall asleep, so he tidied up a little in the bathroom, put on his clothes and walked into the living room.As soon as he went out, he saw Shao Daochang squatting in the middle of the room and clutching his wheelchair. The courier boy looked into the room in a daze, standing by the door as if he wanted to come in to help him, but Yan Hanjiang mercilessly pushed him out together with the courier slip. Door.

Uno rubbed his eyes, and carefully looked at the two people standing and squatting in the hall, seeing that no one's leg seemed to be in trouble, so he couldn't help asking: "Brother Shao, why did you buy a wheelchair? You two are not in good health. So tell me, the orthopedic doctor in our Army Hospital is good, if you are sick, I will take you to see it as soon as possible, so there is no delay!"

Shao Zongyan raised his head and glanced at him - after not seeing him all night, his face turned pale and his eyes were a little bloodshot. Fortunately, he had stepped into the door of Qi training and did not secretly hurt his inner organs like ordinary people.Just as the wheelchair was also put together, Daoist Shao patted the armrest of the chair, stood up and waved to him: "Come here and try it, I think you have hurt your spleen meridian by worrying too much, and you are lazy to eat. How can you bear it like this?" ? I bought this wheelchair for the purpose of pushing you out in the future, step on the pedals so I can adjust the height."

The customer took a few steps back, grabbed the door frame and shook his head desperately: "I haven't reached that step yet, I can still walk by myself!"

Daoist Shao grabbed the person in the air, grabbed him forcefully, pressed him on the wheelchair, and snorted lightly: "You stayed up all night staring at the computer, and you didn't even eat the supper I gave you, so what are you talking about?" It's okay! Isn't it that Ou Jing and his wife are not your biological parents? You see, brother Yan and I are also orphans. Shouldn't we eat and drink without delaying anything? I don't think you can drive in this mental state Come on, sit up and I will push you to the military headquarters to find out what happened to your parents at the beginning, isn't it enough?"

He held the person down, took a pre-prepared blanket to cover the client's legs, and took out a small board from the armrest of the wheelchair and put it on the opposite side, which happened to be a small dining table.Yan Hanjiang went to the kitchen for a walk, brought freshly boiled ginseng and poria porridge and beef and glutinous rice siu mai to him, and stared at him with strawberry milk in his mouth.

The siu mai is open, the outer skin spreads out like a flower, the center of the flower is piled with glutinous rice soaked in meat sweat, and the inside is tender and juicy beef stuffing, which is just to his taste; the medicine porridge is also smooth and rich, slightly Put some sugar to cover the sweet and bitter taste of ginseng and astragalus.Normally, he could easily eat a plate of siu mai, but looking at it now, he felt a little greasy, and he couldn't swallow it after chewing it for a long time.

The porridge also seemed too thick, and he'd rather drink a glass of tequila over ice now to refresh himself.

Uno stirred the porridge with a spoon and didn't take a sip for a long time. Taoist Shao was about to go to the kitchen to make medicine for him, but the door was pushed open with a bang, and Zhao Shaocheng's sweaty face came in from outside. Seeing the wheelchair that Uno was sitting in, he exclaimed, "What's wrong with your leg? You really bought this wheelchair for yourself?"

The spoon in Uno's hand was scared away by him, and it fell to the ground with porridge water.He wanted to pick it up by himself, but the shelf and food in front of him were in the way, so he couldn't bend down, but Zhao Shaocheng kept staring at him, ran over to pick up the spoon for him in two or three steps, and tapped his empty fist on the bottom of his knee, eagerly Said: "I'll brush it for you, don't worry, tell me what's wrong with your legs, or is there something wrong with your lumbar spine? I just heard from the guard that you ordered a wheelchair, so I was worried that something happened to you... This How come, you are still so young... Could it be that there are extreme ancestral spirit supremacists who oppose your cultivation method and deliberately murder you?"

...No one harmed me, the ones who put me in the wheelchair were actually these two fake ancestor spirits in front of you.Uno yelled "Enough" in a low voice, grabbed Zhao Shaocheng's hair and pulled it up, saving his face that was about to be injured by the knee jerk kick.

Zhao Shaocheng kept looking at Uno, who was at a slightly lower altitude, completely oblivious to the fact that Zu Ling above his head was still holding a bag of strawberry milk in his mouth.When he stood up, Yan Xianchang had already put the milk bag into his sleeve, and the drop of rice-colored milk dripping from his mouth was quietly sucked into Shao Zongyan's mouth, and then he kissed his lips lightly, floating to the Behind the sofa.

He also floated over, passing through the sofa like an ordinary ancestral spirit, took the middle path and stuck in front of Shao Zongyan, holding his warm hand.

The two of them pretended to be ghosts, and the customers were left alone, so they had to take down the shelf and stand up by themselves.Zhao Shaocheng hurriedly held him down and asked him, "What are you doing? I'll clean it up for you. You sit quietly. My car is downstairs. I'll take you to the hospital for an examination."

He tidied up his things quite neatly, went to the kitchen and dug out the paper bag and thermos cup to put the leftover food into Uno's arms, and was about to go out pushing the cart by himself.

Uno wanted to say that he was fine, but he couldn't explain why he was in a wheelchair, so he tearfully accepted what Shao Zongyan had done for him as his own idea, and said helplessly, "My waist and legs are fine, it's just these two. I'm so busy that I can't eat, and walking is a bit sluggish. Since you're here, just do me a favor—"

When he really wanted to talk about his life experience, his voice seemed to be blocked, and he paused for a long time before speaking: "My authority is not enough, I would like to ask you to borrow the authority of the marshal to investigate 21 years ago. ...the details of my father's first battle in Quanchuan against the terrorists from country u."

Zhao Shaocheng looked at his face and felt that he was about to cry. He wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. He took a wrapping paper and wiped his hands for him. He turned his face away and replied, "I seem to remember the Battle of Quanchuan a little bit, Ou It was because General Jing blew up the lair of the world-famous terrorist Iberza in that battle, made special contributions, and was directly promoted to the rank of deputy army. The battle was said to be extremely tragic. Except for him, no one else None of the soldiers came back, and even his own brother was killed..."

Uno coughed heavily, and asked hoarsely, "What's his brother's name? What was his military rank at that time, and was he in charge of commanding this battle?"

"Isn't his brother your uncle? Don't you know? It's a pity for him. He is very strong in command and individual combat. The ancestor spirit is also the most suitable meerkat for combat and vigilance. He was the combat staff in that battle. It is said that There were huge loopholes in the plan he made, and instead the whole team jumped into the trap of the terrorists, if Commander Ou hadn't personally attacked the underground air-raid shelter where the terrorist leader was, we would have suffered a crushing defeat in this battle."

But later, because that battle was too tragic, Ou Jing's own brother died in that battle, and he didn't want to mention it too much. The Quanchuan Battle actually had more defeats than victories, so no matter in military history or battle cases, it was It's not included in the syllabus at all.

While talking, Zhao Shaocheng took advantage of Uno's distraction, got him out of the room with his wheelchair, and took the elevator downstairs.The two customer service staff conscientiously followed behind and pretended to be ghosts. Shao Daochang didn't even dare to take the elevator with them because he was afraid that the elevator would be too crowded and he would feel his body temperature. , so he got out of the elevator door a step late, and saw him reach under the wheelchair, trying to hug his client!

Fortunately, Uno himself was quick and nimble, and jumped out of the wheelchair as soon as he pressed the armrest, so he wasn't taken advantage of by that guy.

Yan Hanjiang dragged him from behind, played a trick to disappear in the eyes of these mortals, and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, Zhao Shaocheng can't do anything, so you don't have to worry so much, it's like your client is playing with him."

But no matter how hard he fights, he can't run away, and he always looks for opportunities to use his hands!How can Mr. Long, who looks down on all beings from above, understand Manager Shao's love for his career, his concern for customers, and his feeling of worrying about gains and losses like his son is about to be kicked by a wild boar on the side of the road?Disappointed, he floated to the back seat of the car and sat down, monitoring Zhao Shaocheng's actions all the way.

Zhao Shaocheng didn't do anything either, because after closing the car door, Uno told him a secret that was enough to make him unintentionally do those little tricks: "I just found out yesterday... I'm not Ou Siling's son, but his adopted son. My father is Colonel Ou Yi, who almost caused the Quanchuan Battle to be defeated and thousands of soldiers died in foreign lands."

He covered his face with his hands, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "No need to go to the hospital, I want to go to the confidential reference room now to look at the materials related to that battle, as well as the files of Ou Yi and his wife. I want to make sure, I really Is... really their child?"

I'm really the child of a sinner who almost killed the Ou family. Do I deserve to be despised and hated by everyone?

Zhao Shaocheng couldn't bear to see him, so he drove the car straight to the Central Building of the Military Headquarters. After getting out of the car, he forced him into a wheelchair and pushed him straight to Marshal Zhao's office on the top floor.When Uno was at home, he wished he could step over here to look at the files of his biological parents, but when he got here, he felt a bit of a homely fear. the truth.

At this time, it is more efficient to sit in a wheelchair and be pushed to the office on the top floor.

Zhao Shaocheng explained his purpose to his grandfather neatly. Marshal Zhao was silent for a while, and said: "There is very little information about that battle, and because of the horrific battle, there are no documentaries of the battle left, only some photos taken there afterwards. and the testimonies of prisoners outside. I don’t know why you suddenly want to check these, but because the international terrorist leader is involved, the books and various plans of this terrorist organization are still sealed in it, and the files are extremely confidential. You can only Read the non-base section."

Zhao Shaocheng glanced at Uno.He has already got off the wheelchair. Although his face is pale and the whites of his eyes are bloodshot, there is a firm light in his pupils: "Marshal, I just want to check the information related to Ou Yi, and his wife An Fan, I am them I just want to know about my parents—especially in this battle, I heard that my uncle was almost demoted because of my father's involvement, and my mother died of depression. I just want to know how it happened thing."

"You know?" Marshal Zhao's eyes widened in surprise: "Ou Jing loves you so much, and once specifically asked all those in the know not to reveal that you are not their own. How did you know?"

"..." Uno was embarrassed to tell about the fact that Ou Jing sold his son and daughter for promotion, and his wife called him to scold him in a rage. He shook his head and said, "I'm not my uncle's real son. He took care of me." After all these years, I shouldn't enjoy the things of the Ou family so confidently."

Marshal Zhao gave him a sympathetic look, and comforted him: "Although you are not a biological child of the Ou family, there is no difference between a nephew and a son. If you are successful, don't you take care of your father and uncle's family? To be honest, you" Once the Xiuzhen system was launched, I don’t know how many people wanted to get in touch with you. Otherwise, how could there be so many big families that have been in the military for many years want to marry the Ou family? His two sons and one daughter are all engaged with the military. As for the marriage contract, I heard that many young daughters who are less than ten years old have inquired about it and want to set it up."

He has long seen that his grandson has taken a fancy to this child, and the Zhao family has been protecting him openly and secretly. At least when Ou Jing wants to marry him to another family, the Zhao family will always beat that family in due course, so the whole Ou Jing The cleanest thing in the house is this genius that everyone wants to get back home.

Marshal Zhao is the same as his grandson, or Zhao Shaocheng also inherited the spirit of his grandfather's hexagram.When Uno was looking at the battle and his parents' information on the office computer, Marshal Zhao was still commenting on the situation of the children who married the Ou family and the grievances and grievances of their families. It's clear.

Fortunately, Uno was immersed in the grief of the death of his parents, and his adoptive parents hated him deeply. Hearing those twists and turns and secret stories, he almost laughed out a few times.

After reading all the information he could see now, Uno got up on his own initiative, stopped looking at the computer, lowered his eyes and said seriously: "Marshal, I would like to take a leave of absence to see the place where my parents lived. Place...I want to go to Quanchuan."

Quanchuan has been completely remodeled by the U country government. Except for the war memorial that was transformed from the terrorist base, everything is completely different from 21 years ago. It has become a tourist city full of desert style.But he still wanted to see the place where his father died in battle, and where he was born... Probably because his uncle was in charge of the raid, the file's description of his father's command and battle in that battle was too brief.

He was not willing to know his parents only from a few dry lines, he wanted to go there himself and see the scenery they had seen.

Marshal Zhao's vicissitudes and wise eyes glanced at him and the grandson behind him with a silly face, no matter how he looked, he couldn't compare to his grandson, and he sighed lowly.Half a month later, Uno received a dispatch letter to go to U country for exchange, Zhao Shaocheng also set foot on the trip as his deputy, and at the same time, he also heard that Ou Jing would be transferred to the central government after the next military meeting news.

After all, he realized his wish for promotion by means of marriage.