On September 1st, Cen Huaian registered for the first grade. He didn't need to go to preschool anymore, but went directly to the first grade in the primary school affiliated with the institute.

When Chuxia took him to the school to pay the tuition, he was easily enrolled because Cen Huaian was the child of a researcher at the institute.

The affiliated primary school was originally established to facilitate the children of researchers to go to school, so naturally no one would be stuck with anything.

There are more things to learn in

the first grade of primary school, but Cen Huaian knows most of them. Cen Huaian has already mastered the pinyin taught by the teacher. On the first day, Cen Huaian went home, flipped through the book and said to Chuxia: "Mom, the content of the first grade is so simple."

Chuxia saw that Cen Huaian was not interested in the life of the first grade. She always knew that An An was a genius, and he also liked some challenging things.

For example, Go, Sudoku, and some difficult math problems.

If Cen Huaian wasn't so young, Chuxia would consider letting him skip a grade. But he started school earlier than other children, and if he skipped a grade, he wouldn't have any peers around him. Chuxia didn't want An An to not make friends in class because of his young age.

"How are your classmates?"

Cen Huaian thought for a moment and said, "They've grown up a little since preschool, but some still cry."

Not only are there some who cry, but there are also some who don't know how to attend class and continue to wander around the school, and some who don't know how to go to the toilet.

Before each class on this day, the teacher would go out to catch the students.

Chuxia covered the schoolbag in her hand and said, "You are only six years old now. If you skip a grade and go to the second grade, everyone will be older than you. You may not be able to make friends."

Not only can he not make friends, but some older children may think that An An is weak and will bully him. This is not impossible.

Cen Huaian thought for a while and said, "Mom, I don't think I can make friends in the first grade either."

Cen Huaian doesn't like many of the things that the first graders play with, and can't play with them. In the preschool class of the experimental primary school, An An also didn't have any good friends except his deskmate.

Cen Huaian's friends are mostly made outside the school. For example, now he likes to play with Hong Youxuan. They both love to play Go, and Hong Youxuan has a stable personality. The two of them play Go and discuss for a whole morning without realizing it.

Chu Xia frowned when she heard An An's words. She felt a little sad. In fact, sometimes geniuses may not live a happier life than ordinary children.

Chu Xia looked down at Cen Huaian's expression. He didn't care whether he had friends or not. He looked normal. Chu Xia fell into deep thought.

She originally planned to let An An go to school step by step before the third grade of elementary school. After the third grade, when he was older, if he felt that the course was too simple, he could skip a grade appropriately.

But now it was obvious that he didn't like the first grade. Chu Xia touched Cen Huaian's head and said, "Wait until your father comes back, I will discuss it with him..."

Chu Xia paused and continued, "If your father also agrees that you skip a grade, your father and I will take you to see the principal and let you skip to the second grade."

Cen Huaian just went home and told his mother about his troubles. He didn't know that he could skip the first grade and go directly to the second grade. He blinked and asked, "Mom, can I go directly to the second grade?"

Chu Xia nodded: "If you can pass the skipping exam."

In the evening, when Cen Zhengnian came back, Chu Xia told him that she wanted An An to skip a grade.

Cen Zhengnian stopped putting his hand on the coat, then naturally hung up the coat and said, "Skip a grade? Isn't An An a little young?"

Chu Xia said, "If she only skips one grade, the age difference with her classmates is not that big."

Cen Zhengnian pondered for a moment, turned around and said, "I'll go see An An."

Chu Xia knew An An's learning level better, because she had always been taking care of An An, and many of An An's learning things were taught by her. She knew that it would be no problem for Cen Huaian to skip to the second grade now.

Cen Zhengnian didn't know An An's learning progress that well, but he also knew that An An was different from an ordinary six-year-old.

An An knew the words he knew, could look up the dictionary by himself, and had done many Sudoku books, which few six-year-olds could do.

"An An, mom told me that you want to go directly to the second grade?"

Cen Huaian was in his room, with two dogs lying at his feet. He was stroking Huang Zi with one hand and reading a comic book with the other. He was reading "Water Margin" now.

Hearing Cen Zhengnian's voice, Cen Huaian closed the comic book, looked at Cen Zhengnian seriously and said "hmm": "I know everything about the first grade."

Cen Zhengnian took the textbook that Cen Huaian had placed on the table, flipped to the end of the math book, and asked him a math question.

Cen Huaian didn't think about it and directly reported the answer: "Dad, I said I know everything." He touched Huang Zi's dog head and then Hei Zi's head.

Cen Zhengnian put the book down. He knew that An An knew everything, but he still wanted to test him. Skipping a grade also requires an exam. It's not that the school will agree to let you go to the grade you want to go to.

Now Cen Zhengnian is completely relieved. Looking at An An playing with the two dogs, a smile appeared in his eyes: "I will take you to see the principal tomorrow."

Cen Huaian's eyes lit up at this time, and he looked up at Cen Zhengnian: "Then Dad, don't you have to go to work?"

"I can go later in the morning."

Chu Xia was applying cold cream on her face. When she heard Cen Zhengnian say that he would also go to An An's elementary school tomorrow, she said: "I won't go to school until tomorrow afternoon. I can take An An there in the morning."

Cen Zhengnian walked to her side, his eyes fell on Chu Xia's hair, his hands fell on the end of her hair, his fingers moved slightly, and her braided hair spread out in an instant.

"An An's skipping a grade is a big deal. I'm his father, and I didn't get involved in many of his affairs before. Now he studies next to me, and I don't want to be absent from his life."

Chu Xia listened to Cen Zhengnian's somewhat depressed voice, felt his hair being combed gently, and reached out to hold his other hand: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The next day, Cen Huaian was particularly excited. He took the puppy out for a run and came back, and finished the task assigned by the martial arts teacher. He was quite happy.

"Mom, when do we go to school?"

Chu Xia stuffed an egg into his hand, and slowly stirred the porridge with a spoon and said, "After dinner. We have to wait until your school time, otherwise your school won't be open when we get there."

Cen Zhengnian gave Chu Xia the peeled egg, and then reached out to take Cen Huaian's egg to peel for him, but he dodged it.

"Dad, I'll peel it myself."

Cen Huaian suppressed his excitement and sat down to eat. Chu Xia has always been correcting An An's eating habits, asking him not to eat too fast.

Now Cen Huaian doesn't eat like before, he just stuffs rice into his mouth without chewing it.

Although he would subconsciously want to finish his meal in one go when he's in a hurry, as long as Chu Xia reminds him, he will slow down his eating speed. After dinner

, it was almost 7:30, Chu Xia and Cen Zhengnian took Cen Huaian to the affiliated primary school.

The primary school was not big, there was only a big yard, in the middle of the yard was the flagpole for raising the national flag, there was no plastic track or cement ground like in later generations, the land of the yard was still mud.

On the north and west sides of the yard, there were long rows of classrooms, and now there were many students coming to school, some of them were running and playing in the yard, and some were talking and playing in the classroom.

The primary school before classes started was very lively.

The principal has a separate office, which is very small, while other teachers share a large office.

When Cen Zhengnian and Chu Xia led An An to the door of the principal's office, he was writing something at his desk.

Cen Zhengnian knocked on the door, and the principal looked up. His face was full of traces of time, and there were many white hairs on his head.

"Who are you?"

The principal and Cen Zhengnian had never met before. After all, Cen Zhengnian had no children studying here before.

"Hello, principal. I'm Cen Zhengnian, Cen Huaian's father, and I work in the research institute. I'd like to ask the principal, if my child wants to skip a grade, what conditions are required?"

The principal's surprised eyes fell on Cen Huaian: "Your child doesn't look very old, which grade do you want him to skip to?"

"Second grade."

Principal: "Has he ever attended preschool?"

Cen Zhengnian: "Yes."

The principal stood up from his seat, closed the notebook in front of him and asked: "Are you sure you want to skip a grade? The child is too young and may not be able to keep up."

Cen Zhengnian said affirmatively: "Sure."

The principal nodded: "If you skip the second grade, you just need to pass the final exam of the first grade last year. You wait here for me."

The principal went out, and soon came back with a teacher with two papers in his hands.

The principal looked at Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian and said, "You must get more than 90 points on both papers to skip a grade."

Cen Zhengnian turned around and looked at Cen Huaian, who nodded with confidence on his little face.

Chuxia stood high enough to see some of the content on the papers, which should not be difficult for Cen Huaian.

An An sat on the stool brought by the teacher and leaned on the principal's desk to do the questions, while the teacher who brought the papers before stood behind him with the principal to watch.

Chuxia and Cen Zhengnian stood farther away, as she was not worried that Cen Huaian would not pass the skipping exam, so she looked out through the window at the elementary school students running and having fun on campus. They were so happy at this moment! It turns out

that childhood is the most carefree time. When we are young, we look forward to growing up, and when we grow up, we look forward to returning to childhood.

After looking for a while, Chu Xia retracted her gaze. Seeing that Cen Zhengnian's eyes were still on An An, she looked down at the watch and said in a low voice: "It's almost half past eight. Why don't you go back to the research institute first?"

Cen Zhengnian shook his head: "No hurry, I'll wait for An An's test results to come out."

Cen Huaian was very fast at doing the questions. He was not like other ordinary first-grade children who could not recognize all the words in some questions.

In fact, the teacher standing next to him was originally going to read the questions to Cen Huaian, but who knew that he took the test paper and started to do it directly, without him reading at all.

And the answers were all correct. The teacher opened and closed his mouth. Students who want to skip grades should not be underestimated.

Cen Huaian finished the test paper, which was corrected by the principal himself. He also taught the class. After correcting it, the principal was all smiles and looked at An An lovingly: "Your name is Cen Huaian, right? Congratulations, you will be a sophomore from now on."

Cen Huaian pursed his lips, with a happy look in his eyes. He turned to find Chu Xia and Cen Zhengnian: "Mom, Dad, I can skip a grade."

"Yeah." Chu Xia walked up and ruffled Cen Huaian's hair: "An An is great!"

Then the principal took Chu Xia and the others to find the sophomore teacher and handed Cen Huaian to him.

"Although Mr. Han looks a bit fierce, he has rich teaching experience and the grades of the classes he teaches are very good."

The second-grade head teacher is tall and strong, with messy hair. He doesn't look like a good person at first glance, but when he smiles, the fierceness on his face disappears, and he looks cheerful instead.

"Don't worry, kids, you won't be bullied in our class."

Mr. Han looked at Cen Huaian and said, "Tell me who bullies you. There is no kid who isn't afraid of me."

"Thank you, teacher." Cen Huaian quietly stepped back. He was not afraid of Mr. Han, but Mr. Han's voice was too loud and it hurt his ears.

Chuxia and Cen Zhengnian talked to Teacher Han about Cen Huaian's situation. After watching Teacher Han take him into the class and arrange his seat, the two left with peace of mind.

The sun was high outside.

At noon, Cen Huaian went home, and Chuxia ate hand-rolled noodles with shredded pork with him. Cen Zhengnian didn't come back, so Chuxia put the noodles in an aluminum lunch box and sent them to him.

The noodles were chewy, the shredded pork was soft and tender, and with some small green vegetables as garnish, it was very delicious.

It was not as hot as in summer, so eating noodles would not be uncomfortable due to the heat, but would make the stomach feel very comfortable.

"How is it in the second grade?"

Cen Huaian thought for a moment and said, "It's more difficult than the first grade. I like the multiplication in the second grade math."

Chuxia was relieved. The second grade starts to learn multiplication and division. This stage is very important. If you can't learn multiplication and division at this time, you can't keep up with the math later.

Chuxia still remembers that when she was in the second grade, the teacher required her to memorize the multiplication table and reach the level of being able to recite it backwards.

"It's just that Teacher Han is a little fierce. If you make a mistake in writing a word, you have to copy two pages. He made several students in our class cry this morning." Chu

Xia went to get some more noodles, turned to ask An An: "What about you? Do you think Teacher Han is fierce?"

Cen Huaian shook his head, with some pride in his eyes: "I didn't write the wrong words. Teacher Han even praised me in class and gave me a red flower."

Chu Xia raised the corners of her mouth: "An An is so awesome!"

Cen Huaian raised his head slightly and said, "Yeah", "Mom, I want to be the first."

Of course, I can't write the wrong words.

Chu Xia laughed out loud. Cen Huaian didn't quite understand why his mother laughed, but he was also very happy. He curled up the corners of his mouth and continued to eat noodles.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Xia got on the bus to the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The class meeting started at six o'clock. She was not sure what time the class meeting would end, and she might not be able to go home tonight.

So at noon, Chu Xia brought a note to Cen Zhengnian, asking him to go home early in the evening and not to forget to go to the cafeteria to get food for An An.

She also talked to Cen Huaian about this, and told him to go home directly after school and not to run out of the family compound to play. Be good at home with your dad at night, and don't miss her too much.

Although everything was arranged, Chu Xia couldn't be completely at ease sitting on the bus.

When she arrived at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Chu Xia looked at the time. It was half past three, and it was still early for the class meeting, so she went to the library first.

There were still many students in the library. Chuxia couldn't find a table to sit at, so she sat on the floor with a book next to the bookshelf like many of her classmates, immersed in the world of traditional Chinese medicine. It wasn't

until she noticed that the light was getting dim that she moved her head and realized that her neck was sore and her legs were numb.

Fortunately, there were still forty minutes before the class meeting. When her legs were no longer numb, Chuxia immediately put the book back to its original position and ran to the cafeteria to eat.

After dinner, Chuxia entered the classroom for the class meeting on time. The class was already full of students, and even the teacher had arrived.

It was the teacher who helped Chuxia get her ID card. When she saw Chuxia coming in, she waved and asked her to go to the class and sit down quickly.

Because she didn't live in the dormitory, Chuxia was not familiar with other students, so she just found an empty seat and sat down.

At six o'clock, the teacher cleared his throat and tapped the table with the blackboard eraser. The class, which was a little noisy, suddenly became quiet, and the students all looked at the teacher on the podium.

"Are you all here? I'll call the roll."

The teacher picked up the paper on the table and read the first name: "Luo Chuxia!"

"Here!"

The teacher looked down at the podium, saw Chuxia, nodded, and continued reading.

The eyes of others fell on Chuxia more or less. Unlike Chuxia, who went home after registration, many students lived in the school after registration and learned about the situation in the university.

From the mouths of seniors, everyone knew that the class roll call was sorted according to the ranking of college entrance examination scores, so the first person read was the top student in the class.

Everyone was curious about the first place, and some of the more competitive ones wanted to see who was the student who scored higher than themselves in the college entrance examination.

But everyone was very restrained, after all, no one knew each other yet.

The teacher in front started to introduce herself after calling the roll. She was the counselor of their class, and her last name was Zhang.

Then the students introduced themselves, temporary class committees were arranged, the class schedule was announced, and professional books were distributed.

These were roughly the contents of the class meeting.

Teacher Zhang originally wanted Chuxia to be the class monitor, but she refused.

Chuxia was not prepared to be a class committee member. She had to study and had a family, and she was too busy to be a class committee member.

Teacher Zhang did not force her and arranged a boy who looked more mature to be the class monitor.

In addition to these things, Teacher Zhang told Chuxia another piece of news that was no less than a bolt from the blue. They were going to undergo military training.

Not all universities were conducting military training at this time, but the Imperial Capital College of Traditional Chinese Medicine and several well-known universities in Beijing were all conducting military training.

Chuxia was just thankful that their military training was at school and only lasted for half a month. From other well-informed students in the class, she heard that some universities’ military training was to go to the army and lasted for a month.

During the military training, Chuxia couldn’t go back to the research institute frequently because there were also activities in the evenings.

The military training would start tomorrow, and Chuxia had even received her military training uniform, a wide and large green military uniform.

She sighed and could only call Cen Zhengnian, asking him to take good care of An An in the next half month. If she had time during the military training, she would go home.

Cen Zhengnian said on the phone: "Military training is very tiring. Please take good care of yourself. Do you need anything?"

Chu Xia didn't lack anything. She wanted sunscreen, but it was not available in China at the moment.

When she reported for duty, she left her clothes in the dormitory, and she didn't lack basic daily necessities.

"Let me talk to An An for a while."

She might not go home for half a month, and An An might not be able to accept it.

But what surprised Chuxia was that although Cen Huaian was sad that he would not see his mother for a long time, he said: "Mom, you should do your best, don't worry about me and Dad, I am already a sophomore student, I can take care of myself."

Chuxia's eyes suddenly filled with sadness, she quickly raised her head and fanned her eyes with her hands: "Well, An An is the best child in Mom's heart."

After the call, she returned to the dormitory. Chuxia's seven roommates were all there. Except for the thin girl she met when she first registered, Chuxia had never met the other roommates. They all looked at her curiously at this time.

Chuxia smiled and greeted them and introduced herself.

The roommates also said their names one by one and where they were from. Chuxia finally found out the name of the thin girl - Mao Xiaolan, who came from a province in the northwest.

The others also came from all over the world, and only one roommate who looked cold came from Beijing.

At the beginning, everyone was a little reserved, and no one chatted with Chuxia, but the roommates who had become familiar with each other in the past two days discussed military training. It was

the first time for everyone to go to college, and they were curious and looking forward to college life, and of course they were also looking forward to military training.

When Chuxia heard what they said, she just wanted to say: Kids, you are too naive. When the military training starts tomorrow, you will definitely regret what you said today.

Chuxia took a bath at home before coming to school, so she only prepared to make a kettle of hot water to wash her face and feet in the evening.

When she came back with the hot water kettle, the girls in the dormitory were trying on military uniforms one by one. Not everyone can wear all kinds of clothes now, so it is a pleasant surprise to have this green military training uniform.

Moreover, people of this era still have a special complex about soldiers. In the 1970s, if you had a green military uniform, it would be very impressive. Walking on the street would attract many people's envious eyes.

In early summer, my roommates were not very old, and they were in their prime. Putting on green military uniforms and standing straight, they looked like young saplings growing up.

Even Mao Xiaolan, who lowered her head from time to time, raised her head in military training clothes, and her face became more colorful.

Chuxia washed her hands and feet before trying on the military training uniform. It was a little loose, but it was a military training uniform, so that was normal. Once she tied it around her waist with the belt, it looked much straighter.

Chuxia was adjusting the belt in front of the mirror on the table that could only reflect her face. The girl on the bunk opposite her

, who was lying on the bed railing, suddenly exclaimed: "Luo Chuxia, you look so good in the military training uniform! You're like a beautiful girl in the army!" The other roommates also looked over instantly. The more cheerful roommate Yang Jin had already walked up to Chuxia to look at her and nodded in agreement: "It does look better than on me. What's the difference between us?"

Yang Jin looked down at her figure and then at her face in the mirror. , suddenly realized, clapped his hands and said: "The difference is in the face! Luo Chuxia, your face is so beautiful, white, tender and small, with big eyes, small nose and red lips, better looking than the people in the movies."

As she said this, she shook her head regretfully: "My face was given by my parents, it can't be changed!"

Chuxia couldn't help but be amused by her, took off her belt and said: "You actually have good facial features, but your skin is a little dark and red. If you whiten it, you will still be very beautiful."

Yang Jin's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Yes." Chuxia pointed at her eyes and said, "Your eyes are the most beautiful, big and bright."

Yang Jin was very happy to be praised by Chuxia. She turned to the mirror and began to look at herself. She touched her face and said, "I do too much farm work at home. My skin is really rough."

Others were not as cheerful as Yang Jin. They did not talk to Chuxia, but some of them also looked at their faces in the mirror silently to see if they could find any advantages.

However, there were roommates who did not care about these. They were either reading books or making their beds to go to bed. Some were sitting at the table in the dormitory, writing something. Chuxia

took off her military training uniform and went to bed to go to bed. She had to get up early tomorrow, and military training was very physically demanding. She had to rest well at night!

The autumn heat was very strong and military training was very hard.

Chuxia had experienced military training before, and she felt nothing but pain when she experienced it again. It was too sunny and tiring.

Moreover, her physical condition was not as good as in her previous life. After being in the sun for a whole morning, Chuxia felt dizzy and her face was red and hot.

But fortunately, she did not faint from heat stroke.

This was thanks to the anti-heat tea provided by the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine on the playground. Each class had a bucket and had to drink it. This was probably the feature of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The tea did not taste good and was a bit bitter. Chuxia tasted it and could taste that it contained herbs such as patchouli and mint to dispel heat.

Chuxia knew a lot of prescriptions for preventing heat stroke, so she knew which prescription it was as soon as she drank it.

It was still very sunny in the afternoon, and Chuxia felt like she was going to faint all the time, but she didn't, and she persisted.

The advantage of having experienced more military training than other classmates is that Chuxia's movements are more standard, and she was pulled out by the instructors many times to demonstrate.

But in fact, Chuxia didn't want this kind of attention at all, because she had to be at the front to demonstrate, and she couldn't be lazy at all.

After the military training during the day, it was singing in the evening. Chuxia counted in the crowd, but in her mind she was thinking about what Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian were doing at this moment.

The two were playing chess, but Cen Huaian was not like before. He was completely immersed in the game as soon as he started, and he was a little uneasy.

Cen Zhengnian saw it, but didn't say anything. After Cen Huaian made a wrong move, he blocked Cen Huaian's way.

Cen Huaian looked at the chessboard and randomly placed another chess piece, his mind not focusing on the chess game at all.

Cen Zhengnian sighed and didn't place another piece. Instead, he looked at An An and asked, "Do you miss Mom?"

Cen Huaian lowered his head and said "hmm" after a while, his voice a little listless.

"Dad, is military training like what I saw at Grandpa's house?"

Cen Huaian had seen military training when he was in the army. It was very hard. They had to stand outside in such a cold day and couldn't move at all.

Cen Zhengnian nodded, "Almost."

Military training is to temper the minds of college students, to unite them, and to quickly integrate into college life. Just like the training of recruits, it is very tiring and hard.

Cen Huaian's eyes suddenly turned red. When Chu Xia went to Liangzhou before, although An An missed her, she didn't worry about her mother suffering.

But military training is so hard, and his mother is not in good health, so he is so worried about her.

"Dad, can you take me to see my mother?"

It was the first time that Cen Zhengnian saw Cen Huaian looking at him pleadingly. An'an was stubborn and rarely showed such a vulnerable look. Cen Zhengnian's heart softened instantly and he couldn't say no.

"I'll take you there on the day after tomorrow, when it's a day off."

Cen Huaian: "Can't we do it tomorrow?"

Cen Zhengnian touched his head: "Mom doesn't want to see you delay your studies because of her."

Cen Huaian could only lower his head and calculate how long it would take to see his mother. The day after tomorrow is Sunday, so he just needs to wait one more day.

In the evening, Chuxia returned to the dormitory, reluctantly filled a pot of hot water to wipe his body, and then lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

The roommates who had been looking forward to the military training before were now more depressed than before, and no longer said they were looking forward to the military training.

Yang Jin lay on the bed and lamented: "Why are our instructors so strict? It's so tiring. Who stipulated that college students must have military training?"

Liang Wenwen, who was lying on the bed opposite Chu Xia, said weakly: "The country."

Yang Jin shut up.

When they woke up the next day, everyone had backaches. When they went downstairs, they felt so painful that even the most beautiful girls couldn't pay attention to their image and couldn't help but grin.

Chu Xia was no exception.

But they could survive the first day and the second day. By the third day, everyone had gotten used to the military training and went to the playground to drink anti-heat tea on their own, waiting for the military training to begin.

The corresponding result is that everyone's skin gets darker and darker after being exposed to the sun.

Chuxia has given up looking in the mirror, and she carefully applies facial cream every day when she goes home, just to avoid getting sunburned.

On Sunday morning, Chuxia was called out by the instructor as usual to demonstrate the movements to everyone. She didn't see that outside the playground, Cen Zhengnian was leading Cen Huaian and looking at her without blinking.

"Dad, mom is so beautiful!"

Cen Huaian only felt that his mother was very energetic now, and unlike before, he would not use the word heroic, but only beautiful.

Cen Zhengnian's eyes were completely unable to move away from Chuxia, and he smiled and said "hmm".

Just like An An said, Chuxia, who was doing the military training movements seriously at this time, was very beautiful.

The two stood outside and watched until the instructor said to take a break. Chu Xia was about to go get some water when she heard a familiar voice.

She thought she had heard it wrong, but when she looked up, she saw Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian waving at her outside the playground.

Chu Xia immediately smiled and walked towards the two with a water bottle.

"Why are you here?"

"Mom, you have sweat on your face." Cen Huaian took out his handkerchief and put it in Chu Xia's hand. Although the mother of the military training was very beautiful, it was also very hard.

His father would not let him stand in the sun, but his mother was always in the sun.

"An An is worried about you."

Chu Xia wiped the sweat off her face. When she heard Cen Zhengnian say this, the smile on her lips became bigger. She lowered her head to look at An An, and her heart was filled with uncontrollable joy.

Cen Huaian turned his head to the side a little embarrassedly.

"Only An An, aren't you worried?"

"Worried." Cen Zhengnian took the handkerchief from Chu Xia's hand and wiped the parts of her face that were not wiped: "I am proud of you too."

Chu Xia's eyebrows curved, and the fatigue of military training seemed to disappear all at once, leaving only happiness.

There was only ten minutes of rest time. Chu Xia felt that before she could say a few words to Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian, the instructor began to blow the assembly whistle. She quickly said to Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian, "Wait for me! Let's have lunch together at noon!"

Then she quickly ran into the team.

Many classmates in the class had just seen the actions of Chu Xia, Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian, and now they were very curious and wanted to know the relationship between Chu Xia and that good-looking man and the child.

Because Chuxia is pretty, she has been standing at the front to demonstrate every day in the military training. She is often praised by the instructors for her standard movements.

People who are beautiful and excellent will naturally be liked by others.

Not only boys, but also girls are curious, especially Chuxia's roommates, who want to know more. However, only Mao Xiaolan knows who that is.

But she is introverted and doesn't like to talk, and she has never told anyone that Chuxia has a husband and children.

In this military training, many classmates couldn't control their eyes and wanted to see Chuxia, so they were picked out by the instructors and punished a lot.

Then the instructor asked Chu Xia to stand in the front: "Don't you want to watch? Now I give you a chance, look forward, move your eyes once and do ten push-ups! Move twice and double it!"

No one dared to move their eyes. Ten push-ups were okay, but doubling was too painful. Push-ups were as tiring as military training. When

the military training was over, Chu Xia waved to her roommates and ran to Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian who had been waiting without waiting for them to ask questions.

"Are you hungry? I'll take you to the cafeteria for dinner. There's a window that serves delicious food."

Watching Chuxia and the other two walking away, Yang Jin touched his chin and said, "Who are the man and the child to Chuxia? Are they the older brother and younger brother?"

"No." Liang Wenwen said, "How can a brother and a younger sister look completely different? The child looks a lot like Chuxia."

Several roommates were expressing their guesses, and Mao Xiaolan suddenly said, "Neither of them."

Yang Jin turned around immediately and said, "You know?"

Mao Xiaolan said "um," and then lowered her head and said nothing. No matter how Yang Jin asked, she didn't say anything, but whispered, "You go ask Chuxia."

She subconsciously felt that Chuxia would not be happy that she said it, and she was afraid that she would make people angry if she said it.

They were all in the same dormitory, and Mao Xiaolan just wanted to get along well with everyone and not be unhappy with one person.

Chuxia was very happy when she came back at noon.

Although she didn't spend much time with Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian, and she also sacrificed her lunch break, she was still very happy.

In the afternoon, Chuxia didn't let Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian wait in the school anymore, and let them go home.

Because she had a singing activity in the evening, she couldn't accompany them, and it would be very late when her military training in the afternoon was over.

Chuxia was very careful when she entered the dormitory, thinking that her roommates were all asleep.

But just as she gently put the pears, grapes and other fruits brought by Cen Zhengnian on the table, Liang Wenwen leaned down from the upper bunk: "Chuxia, tell me the truth, who was that man and child just now?"

Yang Jin also sat up from the bed: "Is it your brother and younger brother?"

The other roommates also sat up.

"Or is it the boyfriend and his younger brother?"

No one dared to guess that Chu Xia was married, mainly because Chu Xia looked too young. It would not be inappropriate to say that she had just graduated from high school.

Chu Xia was helpless when she saw their gossiping eyes. In order to know the answer, she even stayed up all night.

She looked at Mao Xiaolan unexpectedly, who had not told anyone.

"It's my husband and son."

Except for Mao Xiaolan, all the roommates stared with their eyes wide open, looking incredulous.

"Husband?"

"Son?"

"You're married?!"

Chuxia nodded: "I got married a long time ago."

Yang Jin was a little confused: "How old were you when you got married? Your son is so big now, but I didn't even notice it."

"I got married after graduating from high school. I'm 26 this year."

The roommates stared at Chuxia's face. There was not a single wrinkle on her face, and her face was as white and tender as a peeled egg. Let alone 26, people would believe she was 18.

They were shocked by the news. Everyone thought Chuxia was the youngest, but she was the oldest in the dormitory.

But soon Yang Jin and the others accepted the news, and asked Chuxia how she convinced her husband and son to come to school.

Chuxia washed the grapes and shared them with everyone, saying: "I didn't convince them. They support me going to college."

The others didn't know what to say when they heard the happiness that Chuxia didn't hide.

When they first entered college, they all had beautiful visions of love and were eager to have an ideal relationship.

As a result, Chuxia not only had a relationship early, but also got married. At this time, they deeply felt the differences between people.

As for why Chuxia did not go to college after graduating from high school, everyone knows that the college entrance examination had not been resumed at that time.

Everyone felt that the next military training went by very quickly. It seemed very difficult at the beginning, but in the blink of an eye, it was time to end. The military

training was about to end with a rehearsal. Chuxia was the class leader.

Leading the whole class to walk in front of the leadership seat, Chuxia shouted slogans loudly, and the whole class shouted together. The opportunity to show their military training results was at this moment, so everyone worked very hard.

Some classes were too nervous, and the leaders led the wrong steps. But no matter what, this unforgettable military training finally came to an end. How

much everyone hated the instructors at the beginning, how much they were reluctant to let them go now, with the exception of Chuxia. She hadn't been home for more than a week and just wanted it to end quickly and go home to see An An and Cen Zhengnian.

There was also the final award-giving session. The instructors treated Chuxia’s class sternly, but the result was very gratifying. Their class won the first prize, and Chuxia was a model soldier in military training.

Holding the award certificate, many classmates and instructors were reluctant to leave.