The atmosphere in the conference room on the top floor of the Yangon Military Headquarters Building was eerily quiet.
The highest commander of the army came to hold a military meeting, and he was actually accompanied by his wife. Although the gentle woman wore a mask, dressed modestly, and had little presence, sitting quietly on the small sofa temporarily moved in behind her husband, the fact that a woman entered the military conference room was surprising enough.
"Let's have a meeting." The officer who was sitting in a high position handed the cup of warm water to his wife, then turned to look at everyone with a calm expression and spoke in a deep voice.
Only then did everyone recover from their surprise and concentrate on answering their superior's questions.
The northern militias have attacked major villages and towns one after another, blocked and even blew up roads. Not only has the military threat increased, but the most important thing is that the ongoing unrest has seriously affected the lives of local people.
The ports were closed, workers and businessmen could not leave, and goods from outside could not be brought in. The local people were suffering, and a large number of refugees flocked to the border, causing serious border security problems. Several neighboring countries have sent signals of close attention and called his desk directly. The situation has reached the point where it must be resolved.
The politicians in Naypyidaw are all backed by powerful families. They directly represent the interests of the top elites and are only concerned with making money. They don't care about the lives of ordinary people at all. They control the lifelines of the national economy, but only want to make deals with those black-hearted politicians with ulterior motives. Their eyes are so short-sighted that it is appalling.
The situation in the west is not peaceful either. A neighboring country is taking advantage of historical issues to secretly incite armed riots in the west.
I used to complain that Mengge cursed people all day long and his temper was so bad that it caused endocrine disorders. But in fact, now that I sit in this position, I am even more irritable than him.
During the four-hour military meeting, the highest commander was restrained at the beginning, but later on, every officer who gave a summary after the battle used almost the same keywords, trying to get by in various ways and shirk responsibility. Baru finally got angry.
The report at hand carried the commander's rage, which hit the forehead of his major general. Everyone present held their breath and no one dared to breathe heavily.
"Damn it, you're still talking nonsense to me after losing the war. The country spends so much money on military every year, and all it does is support a bunch of losers like you who can only lose wars?"
Balu's face was gloomy and dark, and suddenly his expression changed. The anger of the superior was like thunder from the sky, which made people terrified.
"Go back and rewrite it for me. All those responsible for the defeat will be handed over to the military court for investigation. If anyone dares to use my money to fight a war, don't blame me for being cold-blooded and ruthless. Dismissed."
The "torture" finally came to an end. The highest-ranking officers of the three armed forces, who had always been respectable and honorable in their own territory, were scolded like dogs by the younger generals every time they held a military meeting. They all looked so miserable when they left the house, and without even a word of greeting, they hurriedly got in their cars and "escaped."
"Are you tired, baby?"
Balu didn't care about everyone's expressions and emotions at all. He walked over and sat next to his wife, asking in a gentle voice, without any trace of the majesty that just showed that he wanted to beat or kill her.
Nanxi then turned her eyes away from the book and whined to her husband, "Well, I'm so tired, my waist is about to break." She raised her hand and put it on her husband's neck, and naturally got into his arms.
"My husband's work is so hard every day. A single meeting takes half a day, and he has to go through a roller coaster of emotions."
The man reached out and lifted her up to sit on his lap. "There's no other way. I have such a big son to raise, and I have such a beautiful wife. Should I make more money to please her?"
"Then you're not happy with me letting you live off me." The little woman reached out and poked him between the eyebrows.
"Didn't I just eat this yesterday?" Baru looked down his wife's slender neck with his dark eyes meaningfully.
"You rascal, behave yourself." Nanxi angrily pushed his handsome face away. "If your subordinates saw that the officer who was cursing just now was now hugging his wife and acting like a rascal, their eyes would probably pop out of their heads."
"How can I let them see it? Give them ten guts." The reckless man got up from the sofa, took his wife's hand and walked out.
"Okay, let's go home. Ajie and Achuang should have gone home already."
"Honey, are we really not going to find a kindergarten for the baby? Are we just going to let him play with Ajie?" Nanxi still couldn't accept that her three-year-old son couldn't recognize a single word and couldn't even recognize numbers below ten.
She remembered that when she was a child, before going to kindergarten, she had memorized at least Thousand Character Classic, Three Character Classic, and a lot of poems, and also followed her uncle to write big characters.
"No need, Ajie will teach him." Balu replied casually.
"Oh, I haven't asked you yet. Ah Jie should be in the first grade now, so why is he still playing in the army?"
After three years away, she had to relearn a lot of things.
"Sister-in-law Zhenzhen sent him to study in Huaguo last year, the same school as Ah Xiao. This kid was always causing trouble, skipping classes and fighting, and he couldn't sit still at all. He was asked to drop out in less than two months.
Later, his uncle changed several schools, but the situation was still the same. He was even boycotted by parents, who said that he might have some super-male physique. Anyway, the situation was very serious. Finally, after he got into a fight with some gangsters and was sent to the police station with a knife, Zhen Zhen's sister-in-law finally gave up and took him back.
Mengge beat him up for several days in a row, and there was no good meat on his body.
He climbed over the wall at night and came here on his own. It's been several months now, and his father doesn't care about him. After I called to tell him he was here, Sister Zhenzhen just told me to make sure he didn't get beaten to death, and she didn't ask any more questions.
"Ajie is now in his rebellious period..." Nanxi concluded after listening to her husband's description.
"He's just been spoiled by such a good life. When I was his age, he was out in the woods, fighting with people every day. He had a rebellious period."
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