Yan Ming is gone.

After Zhuangyan sent him, she returned to the queue room and lay on the bed and stared at the bed board for a long time.

Yan Ming's words caused unprecedented ripples in his heart.

He vaguely realized that Yan Ming had a profound meaning in his conversation with him.

For a special operations officer who wants to transfer his career, chatting with the soldier he admires and teaching military skills is second to him. The key is to point out a path.

Although the big head soldiers are soldiers, there is a way out.

If you stay in the army, according to Yan Ming, which path should you take?

When we parted, Zhuang Yan asked this question, saying, Master, which path are you taking?

Yan Ming smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, I am following the path that belongs to me, Yan Ming, and no one's path is.

After that, he got into the car.

Looking back now, Yan Ming may be telling Zhuang Yan that everyone has their own different lives and different choices, the same is true for soldiers and officers.

The key difference lies in what kind of life you like, which path you choose will make you happier and better reflect your life value.

After lying for a while, the correspondent of the reserve team appeared at the door of the lineup.

"No. 23, solemn!"

"arrive!"

Solemnly popped up from the bed, stood beside the bed and answered loudly.

He thought some cadre was calling him, after all, lying in bed would suppress internal affairs, which was not allowed in normal times.

However, the nature of the reserve team is somewhat different.

The Devil Week assessment just ended yesterday, so today is a special day break period, and you can sleep, and there is no need to organize your housework today.

"Someone is looking for it!"

Zhuang Yan then realized that he was the correspondent of the reserve team.

Someone is looking for it?

"Is the instructor looking for me? Where is it?" Zhuang Yan was stunned.

The correspondent shook his head: "No, it's your family here."

family?

Zhuang Yan was completely confused.

Of course, the family refers to their father and mother, as well as their brother Zhuang Buping.

This is the training base of the reserve team. I have mentioned the external code name of the xxxxx unit on the gate wall before, and did not mention any situation here.

How did they find it?

I haven't seen my parents for almost two years, and Zhuang Yan was a little at a loss for a moment.

"What are you still standing there? Your parents are at the gate. You have to go out and register with the sentry and come in."

Zhuang Yan asked: "Does the chief instructor understand?"

"I know." The correspondent said: "He asked the kitchen to eat with you, and you can eat in the canteen at noon."

Zhuang Yan heard that his parents were at the gate, and Lao Baimao knew about it again. Since he had sent a correspondent to inform him and said that he would cook for lunch at noon, it means that he had approved the meeting.

The correspondent's eyes flashed before his eyes and disappeared solemnly in front of his bed.

After looking again, Zhuangyan jumped out of the first floor window and ran towards the gate.

"Ah! This soldier is really! He is in a hurry to reincarnate!"

He shook his head and went back upstairs.

...

Outside the gate, an imported Mitsubishi Jeep was parked at the door.

Four people stood beside the car.

These are two couples, one is young and the other is over fifty years old.

The older man was standing upright with his hands behind his back, standing on the right side of the gate, looking at the code name of the troops above him.

"dad!"

"mom!"

"Brother! Sister-in-law!"

It was more than ten meters away from the gate, and Zhuangyan could not believe what he saw.

The whole family is here.

After a year and a half, Zhuang Yan finally met his family again.

Mother Wang Xiaolan didn't recognize her son at first sight.

It's only been more than a year, and it looks different from when I saw it before.

The childish and careless aura on the solemn face was gone.

Instead, it was dark skin and a thin face, but it looked energetic.

Wang Xiaolan is so familiar with this kind of spirit.

It was because of this spirit that I married my husband Zhuang Zhenguo.

That is the temperament of a soldier.

"Baby! Brother!"

What she blurted out was her solemn nickname, and her eyes turned red in an instant with excitement.

This is my son whom I have raised for more than ten years and has been away from home for a long time.

Go to the army.

That's right, that place called the melting pot.

The son she saw now was completely different from before.

Go up and grab the solemn hand.

A hard and rough feel made Wang Xiaolan stunned.

Turn your son's hand open and palm upward.

Five round, thick, slightly blue-white and slightly yellow cocoons came into view.

Turning over again, there are also cocoons at the five joints on the fist.

If you look closely, there are thick calluses on the tiger's mouth and fingers.

What kind of hands are this?

Wang Xiaolan couldn't help it, and tears flowed down her face.

"Baby..."

When the words came to my mouth, I was suddenly blocked by something sad. I couldn't say the second half of the sentence at all. I could only keep sobbing and crying.

"Why are you crying! Why are you crying!" Zhuang Zhenguo came up, as if he was dissatisfied with his wife crying as soon as he saw her son: "This is at the gate of the army. Why are you crying? You are not afraid of misunderstandings!"

"What is the misunderstanding!" Wang Xiaolan, who is gentle on weekdays, suddenly broke out: "This is my son! This is my hand like this. I don't know how much hardship I suffered! What's wrong with me crying? It's all you! Zhuang Zhenguo said that he asked his son to go to the logistics force! Is this a soldier of the logistics force? Do you think I have never been to the army!?"

The majesty of the ordinary head of the family in Zhuang Zhenguo is now gone.

Once Wang Xiaolan gets angry, no one can persuade her to get angry.

He simply ignored Wang Xiaolan and went up to look at the solemnity from head to toe.

"Not bad! Not bad!"

He kept repeating these two words.

Then he stretched out his hands and pressed hard on his son's shoulder.

"Yeah! Solid! Like a soldier!"

"Dad! Thank you." Zhuang Yan smiled, and then greeted his brother Zhuang Buping: "Brother, sister-in-law, are you here too?"

"Little brother." Sister-in-law Wang Ling also called her solemn nickname: "You are much thinner than before, and you are much darker."

"Hi—" Solemn smiled bitterly: "It's hard to describe it."

He said to Wang Xiaolan: "Mom, I'll go and register."

After saying that, he turned around and entered the gate. On the column of the registration book, he found the name of the visitor signed by Zhuang Buping and found the notes column to sign his own name.

"Can you go in?"

"It's OK." The sentry nodded.

Zhuang Yan came out and said to Zhuang Buping: "Why did you drive the car too? It's eye-catching."

Zhuang Buping said "yo" and his eyes rounded: "Didn't you often ask me to drive this car for you to pick up girls? I didn't give it to you before and even said I was stingy. What's wrong with today? The sun is coming out in the west? You actually said it was eye-catching?"

At that moment, Zhuang Buping felt that the younger brother in front of him seemed a little different, and seemed a little unfamiliar.

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When I wrote this passage, the past is vivid in my mind.

Dear comrades, are your parents like this when they came to visit you?
Chapter completed!