Hu Guangcai's eyes lit up. "Really? Didn't you disagree before?"
Feng Yun's hands stopped cutting vegetables.
Lao Liu once said that he wanted to join the army when he turned 18. At that time, she disagreed. She felt that being a soldier meant putting one's head on the line. She was not a woman with a spirit of selfless dedication. She just wanted the children at home to be safe.
Now that I think about it, ever since she restricted Guangcai, he has become indifferent to everyone.
"But you're not old enough yet. The conscription requirement is eighteen, and you're still six months away. Think about it carefully first."
"No need to think about it." Hu Guangcai immediately raised his hand and saluted, "Mom, I want to join the army!"
Hu Chunhua, who was stoking the fire, couldn't help but question him, "But Sixth Brother, you can't even do farm work. If you join the army, they'll train every day and it'll be so tiring. Can you bear it?"
Hu Guangcai choked.
Feng Yun said, "If you really want to go, then start now and work hard every day to at least build up your physical strength and endurance."
Hu Guangcai's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd. "Then let me... think about it?"
Hu Guangcong looked at Hu Guangcai, who looked constipated, and asked suspiciously, "Did your mom beat you? Why are you so unhappy?"
Hu Guangcai grabbed Zhou Xiong's arm and said, "Brother Zhou Xiong, tell me, what do you do every day?"
Speaking of this, Zhou Xiong also became excited.
“It’s mainly physical training, habit formation, and political and ideological education.
We get up at six in the morning, and then we do drills, drills or physical training, clean up, wash up, and then after breakfast, we start the formal training, including combat techniques, shooting, etc.
Hu Guangcai wilted a little, "Were you able to keep up when you first went there?"
Zhou Xiong said, "I couldn't keep up at first, but after my physical strength improved, I became more and more proficient. Guangcai, you ask these questions. Do you want to join the army?"
Hu Guangcai was a little hesitant.
He thought shooting and fighting were cool, but his physical fitness...
"I..." Hu Guangcai chuckled, scratching his head. "I'm just asking. I'm not old enough yet, Brother Zhou Xiong, can I walk around in this dress?"
A child who grew up amid abuse and accusations likes military uniforms and also wants those who have abused him to look at him differently.
"Can."
Hu Guangcai went out with a smile.
Hu Guangcong looked at Hu Guangcai's back and didn't speak for a long time.
Hu Guangcong is a man of few words, and Zhou Xiong is also not talkative. Without the talkative Hu Guangcai, things suddenly became awkward between the two of them.
Zhou Xiong walked to the center of the yard and said, "I'm going to chop wood."
There were two trees in the corner of the yard. After Zhou Xiong asked where the saw was, he grunted and sawed the trees into sections and then split them.
It's easy to sweat when you exert force, so he could only lift up his sleeves and swing and smash his arms, and the muscle strength in his arms burst out. Hu Chunhua, who was at the kitchen door, saw this and couldn't help blushing.
Feng Yun was very satisfied. "Chunhua, you can go out and keep her company. Mom can do it alone."
Hu Chunhua was feeling shy and didn't dare to go out at this moment. She returned to the stove with a red face.
Feeling that his sight had disappeared, Zhou Xiong paused and quickly wiped the sweat off his body.
When he came today, he asked Zhou Kuang how to make girls like him. Zhou Kuang touched him a few times and said with a smile that he had such a good figure, and there was nothing better than showing off his muscular body.
I didn’t expect that what that unreliable brother said was so accurate.
During the meal, Feng Yun asked Zhou Xiong what his plan was.
What she meant was that the Zhou family's parents had to speak up about this matter. After all, it was a marriage of the younger generation, and the attitude of the elders in the family had to be taken into consideration.
"I'll ask my parents to come over tomorrow, Aunt Feng, don't worry, I won't let Chunhua suffer any injustice."
Feng Yun was quite satisfied with Zhou Xiong's attitude, and the family had a happy meal together.
After dinner, Hu Jianjun came over and told Feng Yun the results of his handling of Zhou Guiping.
Zhou Biao was executed, and Zhou Guiping and his sister-in-law were all sentenced to prison, and they would not be released for at least three years. Hu Rong's family knew what Zhou Guiping had done and hated him, but having someone in the family go to jail would affect the children, so they hoped that Feng Yun would issue a letter of understanding.
"Letter of forgiveness?" Feng Yun sneered after hearing this. "He's not the one whose feelings were hurt, so what's the point of a letter of forgiveness? Why should I forgive him?"
Hu Jianjun also felt that this matter was very serious. If Feng Yun had not reacted quickly and stopped the incident, the end result would have been Chunhua being ruined. Chunhua was his niece. Even if he didn't value her that much, he couldn't let the child of the Hu family be bullied like this.
"I'll go and talk to her again, but Feng Yun, please forgive her when you can. After all, we share the same ancestor, and Chunhua is fine now. Please don't let this really affect the next generation."
Feng Yun didn't listen at all.
"Brother, that's really generous of you. What's wrong with having the same ancestors? Even if my own brother did this to my daughter, I wouldn't just let it go!"
Seeing that Feng Yun couldn't convince him, Hu Jianjun became very annoyed.
"Alright, alright, don't take it out on me if you're angry. I have a lot of things going on at home. You two can go and talk it over."
Hu Jianjun became a hands-off boss, but on his way back he met Hu Jianguo, who had not returned home for a day.
"Big brother."
Hu Jianguo walked forward with a smile and called for help, as if he was not the one who had fallen out with him.
Hu Jianjun looked at him unhappily, "Where have you been?"
Hu Jianguo didn't dare to tell him where he went. "Brother, you just came out of my house? I saw a man in my house. Who is it?"
Hu Jianjun didn't want to pay attention to this ungrateful person. "Go back and ask yourself."
Looking at Hu Jianjun's leaving back, Hu Jianguo's eyes were full of sinisterness.
He has already come to beg for forgiveness in a humble manner, what else can Hu Jianjun say?
Do you really think you can be so powerful just because he is the captain?
"Ask yourself."
Hu Jianguo walked to the door of his house, took a deep breath and walked in.
"Old lady, I'm back. Hey, isn't this Zhou Xiong? Why are you in my house?"
Zhou Xiong glanced at Hu Jianguo indifferently, and the image of Hu Jianguo scolding Chunhua as a money-losing commodity emerged in his mind, but thinking that he was Hu Chunhua's father after all, he politely called him Uncle Hu.
Hu Jianguo sighed, "Is your dad okay? We haven't had a drink together in a long time."
Zhou Xiong smiled and said, "My dad has high blood pressure, and my mom doesn't let him drink anymore."
Hu Jianguo suddenly became embarrassed. Feng Yun came out of the house at this time and said, "Zhou Xiong, you should go back first."
With Hu Jianguo's return, the important matters at home will be resolved.
Zhou Xiong had obviously expected this, and nodded, "Okay, I'll come again tomorrow."
When Feng Yun sent Zhou Xiong out, Hu Jianguo returned to his room, closed the door, locked it, and immediately began to rummage through the drawers.
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