"Little one, are you sure you don't want your uncle to come with you?" Guard Xiao Wu asked with concern.
The little one, who was already rolling around on the sofa, waved his hands repeatedly: "No need, really no need, Tuanzi can manage by herself, Uncle, you go ahead and do your work."
Xiao Wu nodded, admitting he was quite busy: "Then don't wander off by yourself, okay? The commander will be here soon."
Upon hearing this, Tuanzi sat up and said, "I know, I know, Tuanzi knows." After saying "I know" three times in a row, Xiao Wu finally left with peace of mind, but still closed the door behind him.
Little Wu, who had just left, had no idea that soon his own battalion commander's office would be in disarray, as if it had been ransacked by bandits.
Documents, pen holders, magazines, books, and so on were all scattered all over the floor, while a certain little person sat on the floor, curiously fiddling with his father's work pen.
A snap.
The pen was broken into three pieces. The little guy had always used pencils and had never used a fountain pen before. He picked up the piece with the nib from the ground and started examining it.
Suddenly, the little person cried out "Ouch!" and then wiped his face with his hand. Instantly, his once fair face was covered with black ink, turning into patches of black.
But the little boy was unaware of this and continued playing until he squeezed out all the ink from the inkwell... At this point, the bandit's handiwork was everywhere—on the little boy's face, hands, clothes, the pages of the book next to him, and the sofa.
Seemingly tired of playing with the fountain pen, the little figure got up from the ground and started rummaging through the bookshelf next to him, carelessly throwing all the neatly arranged books on the ground.
Wow, they actually found some good stuff in the cupboard.
The M9 bayonet was a gift from Gao Dan to his comrades from another country on the southern battlefield. It hadn't been sharpened yet and had been kept in this cabinet. Who would have thought that after several years, it would be found again.
Fortunately, it hasn't been sharpened yet, so as long as the little man doesn't put his hand on it and cut himself, there won't be any accidents.
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
Yes, that's how it's portrayed on TV.
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Grandpa Gu arrived five minutes earlier. Gao Dan, Instructor Zhao, and Political Commissar Wen were all waiting at the gate to personally greet him.
You have to understand that the old man hasn't traveled this far in several years. The entire guard platoon was mobilized, just in case something happened to him.
As soon as the old man got out of the car, he saw the three people standing not far away. Although he hadn't seen them for more than 20 years, he could still recognize his eldest grandson at a glance.
For a moment, his aged face trembled, and his eyes were wet.
Zhao Shuai and Wen Mu were the first to come forward, each supporting one side of the person.
Gao Dan walked over a few seconds later and gave the old man a very neat and standard military salute: "Greetings, Commander!"
"Okay, okay, okay, put it down, don't do this anymore." The old man was very happy to finally see his grandson. He had thought he would never see his grandson again before he died.
Heaven still took pity on me, allowing me to see people again in my lifetime.
Gao Dan closed his eyes briefly, then reached out to support the old man.
You can fool everyone else, but you can't fool yourself, can you?
The old man didn't do anything wrong to her, did he? Besides, if it weren't for the old man, the position of the Gu family's first wife might have been taken over by that woman surnamed Zhao long ago, wouldn't it?
Ultimately, it wasn't the old man who did something wrong!
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