As usual, we eat in the cafeteria at noon.
After Xiao Xiao finished his meal, he returned home and started weeding the yard.
He was only wearing a tank top and military pants, and his sturdy body was squatting there like a small mountain.
Dongdong also followed his father, sticking out his little butt to pull weeds, shouting slogans "Hey yo hey yo", and working very hard.
An Hua was holding an enamel pot of water and standing beside Xiao Xiao to discuss something. "I plan to visit a few neighbors this afternoon. What do you think would be a good thing for me to bring?"
Xiao turned his head to look at her with a complicated expression.
When they were in the military academy, An Hua never participated in his social interactions. Even when the neighbor who lived next door invited them to have a meal, An Hua did not give him any face and said directly that she just despised others for being from the countryside, being vulgar and dirty, and she did not want to quarrel with them.
Most of the family members in the army are from rural areas, so why doesn't she despise them?
"Have you been stimulated by something? You are different from before." Xiao Chen stared at An Hua with his dark eyes, his gaze was very penetrating.
An Hua was not panicked at all.
Her personality is very different from her original self, but from the first day she traveled through time, she had no intention of imitating her original self, as that would be too tiring. Anyway, we can't talk about supernatural powers now. As long as she doesn't feel guilty, no one will think that she has changed her mind.
Look, even Xiao Chen only suspected that she was mentally stimulated.
An Hua said slowly: "I have read a lot of books and understood a lot of things. It is not a shame to be born in the countryside, and it is not their fault to be uneducated. On the contrary, it is proof that they were oppressed and exploited in the old society... In short, my worldview has been reshaped, and I am not the same person as before."
Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with shock. "What book are you reading? It's so amazing!"
An Hua: "... Read all the books of Marx, Engels, Lenin, and Mao. As a leading cadre of the proletariat, you should also read more of these books."
Xiao Qi felt guilty. He liked people who were educated, but he himself didn't like reading. Before joining the army, he could only write his own name. After joining the army, he became illiterate, but he felt a headache when he saw books and became more interested in military affairs and warfare.
"Then your changes are all caused by reading?" Xiao Yu looked at An Hua without hesitation.
He probably wanted to ask her why her attitude towards him changed so drastically.
"That's right. I was disrespectful to you before because of arrogance and prejudice, and I thought you were not as good as the educated talents. But now I think that the fact that you have grown from a poor boy who couldn't read a single word to what you are today shows that you have first-class courage, wisdom, and perseverance. You are a hero tempered in the flames of war and the most lovely person who protects the country and the people." An Hua looked back into Xiao Chen's eyes, very sincerely, because what she said were her true thoughts.
Xiao Chen was stunned.
He has heard a lot of words of praise and seen a lot of admiring eyes.
But there has never been a moment like this, when his heart trembled.
"In fact, you can think of me as two people. One is the old me, that me is dead, and the other is the current me—a brand new, reborn me."
Brand new...reborn...
Xiao Yu looked at An Hua seriously. His familiar features revealed a completely different look from before, vivid and moving...
His Adam's apple rolled several times, and finally only a "hmm" came out, slowly but firmly.
From this moment on, a strange thing sprouted in Xiao Chen's heart. As time went on, it would grow solid roots and vines, spreading to every corner of his body, even his soul.
Seeing sweat on his forehead, An Hua put the enamel pot to his mouth and said, "Drink some water."
Xiao Chen's eyes passed over her snow-white and tender fingers. He lowered his head and drank in big gulps, as if he was extremely thirsty.
His neck was thick and sweaty from being baked by the sun. His Adam's apple rose and fell with the movement of swallowing. Beads of sweat flowed down his neck and disappeared into his bulging chest under his vest.
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