"Cultivating an Army" Wilder Army Dad

It's not that the defeated city has not considered this issue.

In the beginning, this matter was out of his control. Zhile was imposed on him by Nan Mo. He had neither the power nor the energy to plan the future for Zhile.Later, the relationship gradually deepened, and he had selfishness again, and he didn't want Zhile to leave, and Zhile also "doesn't want to leave", isn't that just right?

However, Yu Zheng was right - Zhile should have a chance to choose, and if it was really for his own good, he should be allowed to decide his own destiny.

The recruits packed their backpacks one after another and rushed to their company.The special squad of the recruit company will become a special squad of the "Sixth Hard-Bone Company". The squad leader and squad deputy are here, so don't worry about a few recruits.Finally bid farewell to the dilapidated dormitory building, several people chatted and laughed and walked towards the company dormitory, where top talents selected by other companies will form a new special class with them, continuing the route of cultivating top talents go on.

Obviously, this road is not easy to walk, and countless pairs of eyes are staring at it.However, the ducklings are not worried at all. They have experienced the test of the recruit company and have accumulated the most basic confidence, so they are not afraid to face difficulties.What's more, the choice of the troublemaker also gave them a moderate stimulus.

Zhile followed a group of people with great interest, but after walking not far, he heard the voice of Baicheng: "Zhile."

"Here!" He replied reflexively, turned around and jogged to the front of Baicheng, "platoon leader, are you calling me?"

"Yeah." Baicheng took Zhile to the dormitory, "You just left? Your 'nest' is pretty clean, why didn't you clean up the 'study room'?"

The "study room" is the place where Baicheng taught Zhile to read and write, and later it became his office. It is reasonable for him to clean up this place, but he decisively assigned this job to Zhile.

Zhile wasn't unhappy either, for him, whatever he was doing with Baicheng was happiness.Even if two people don't do anything, it's comfortable to get together and do their own things.He followed Baicheng to the "study room", and started to tidy up without further ado.

Seeing Zhile's quick movements, Baicheng was silent for a while, and then asked, "Lele, do you like being a soldier?"

"I like it." Zhile replied almost without hesitation.

"What if I'm not a soldier?"

Zhile was digging into a cardboard box, which was half his height, and the words "tank parts" were still left on it. Once he got in, only his butt was left hanging on the side of the box.Hearing Baicheng's question, he stopped his movements, raised his head and said with a strange expression: "Why aren't you a soldier?"

This question was asked to Daobaicheng, he thought for a while, and said: "I just ask you, if I don't serve as a soldier, would you still like to be a soldier?"

Zhile frowned and thought about it seriously, and said, "If you didn't serve as a soldier, I wouldn't have come to serve as a soldier at all."

"That's not necessarily true. Even without me, the old man would still send you to the army."

Zhile said without thinking, "But that person may not be you, and not everyone can be my father."

"That's true!" Bai Cheng immediately responded happily, cleared his throat after the answer, and said, "Don't interrupt! I just want to ask you, do you like being a soldier?"

"Myself?" When Baicheng asked, Zhile was at a loss, and he said with a sad face, "I don't know."

"Let's put it this way." Baicheng couldn't help feeling a little nervous, "I'll give you a choice now, you don't have to be a soldier." Before Zhile could speak, he added, "Listen to me! You If you don’t want to be a soldier, you will be demobilized after two years, and I will pay for you to go to school. Our relationship is still the same...I mean father and son! You can do what you want, and we will remain family for the rest of our lives.”

Zhile probably sensed something, and said, "Little Daddy, did someone tell you something?"

Baicheng quickly shook his head: "No, I just think that this is your life, and you should have a choice."

Zhile was silent for a moment, then said, "Can I think about it?"

Baicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Think slowly, don't rush, clean up first!"

After Zhile walked out the door holding something that almost blocked his whole body, Baicheng looked around this simple study room, and couldn't help but think of what happened here.Many times, he quarreled with Zhile here, fighting over the usage of a word.Usually it's Zhile who is pushed on the table by him and jumps around like a live fish. Even after the "confession", these things have not changed, except that he has to deal with the sudden appearance of "salty pig hands" from time to time.

After writing a five-hundred-word inspection on the theme of "the origin of the salty pig's hand", Zhile seriously protested to Baicheng: "I am not considered a salty pig's hand. Fang Jiang said that it is only counted if you touch the chest and lower body."

Baicheng was so angry that he groaned and fined Fang Jiang [-] meters.

After a few days, Zhile had a new opinion: "The boy said that if it is a man, only the lower body is counted, and the breasts are not counted."

The city was so angry that the seven orifices were full of smoke, and the boy was punished with a 400-meter obstacle in full armor.

A few days later, Zhile said again: "Wei Guang told me that the most important thing to be a human being is to be happy..."

Baicheng didn't finish listening, so he called Wei Guang and punished him to wash socks for the whole class for a month, almost until Xialian.

Just before going to the company, Zhile excitedly found him, and opened his mouth in a naive Shandong dialect: "I'm so tender..."

Baicheng didn't listen, and calmly punished Sima Shan, who was born in Shandong, to take cold showers every night.

One by one the past flashed before his eyes, and Bai Cheng couldn't help laughing out loud.No matter how messy things are, they will become good memories as time goes by.When Zhile grows up in the future, thinking of these, will he feel warm in his heart?

In the future... Baicheng couldn't help but sighed again, he had been sitting in the new dormitory for an hour, if it wasn't for the ducklings who had already come over, he might have taken time to face the wall.

Seeing Baicheng's distraught appearance, Yu Zheng comforted him: "Platoon leader, you don't have to worry so much, it's fine."

"You don't understand." Baicheng said weakly and authentically, "What if Zhile doesn't like being a soldier at all?"

"Then you will restore him in two years."

But I don't want him to leave like this!In that case, I may not see each other once a year!Baicheng thought to himself, and said: "That's a pity, what a seedling."

"No matter how good Miao Zi is, it depends on his own wishes." After Yu Zheng finished speaking, he was stared at by Bai Cheng, and immediately changed his words empathetically, "It doesn't matter, if he doesn't want to, we can find political cadres to help him." He talked about his heart, about his willingness!"

Only then did Baicheng's brows relax.In the evening, when Zhile came to look for him, he was not so guilty anymore, but as soon as Zhile opened his mouth, his heart sank into the icy water: "Daddy, I thought about it, I probably don't like being a soldier. "