Chapter 120 When the Japanese slaves retreated, when my son returned home
Chapter 120 When the Japanese slaves retreat, my son returns home
Author: little instructor
Chapter 120 When the Japanese slaves retreat, my son returns home
Everyone's surprised looks made Zhou Weiguo point to Xiao Ya's father, who was sitting next to his father: "Isn't my father-in-law my father?"
Yes, yes, the two people who suddenly understood nodded hurriedly, but Xiao Ya next to them pointed with a little puzzlement: "It's not just a casual meal, why did dad call all the high-status people in Suzhou?"
This is the brilliance of his father. He is the battalion commander of the army. His father's mission is to stay here, deal with the Japanese army, and then provide some valuable intelligence to both sides. He must take certain measures.
Stop some people's mouths, and what else is there, let these people come to your home to have dinner with your generals.
If there are some uninterested people who want to say something at that time, you have to weigh it carefully. You were also present at the time. Of course, based on my own analysis, the Japanese army would not. Even if they knew that they were against them, they would not dare to attack them.
How is your father?
After all, my father is in this area. Although I don't say walking sideways, it is still good to be half sideways.
"Weiguo is back." Xiao Ya's father walked out with his own father with a smile on his face.
Zhou Weiguo saw this and hurried over: "Father-in-law, I was so ignorant back then..."
Xiao Ya's father waved his hands with an elegant look on his face and said: "To be honest, I really wanted to slap you at first, but then I heard your father say everything about you and Xiao Ya's explanation. Although I was angry, but other than
Love is inevitable, and a man should serve his country. What happened back then is in the past, so don’t mention it anymore. As long as you two are doing well, I, two old men, will be content."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Jixian and smiled: "You think so, old guy."
Zhou Jixian laughed twice, his cheeks also showing relief. He walked around Zhou Weiguo, pointed to the table that had been set up inside, and said to Jiang Yue and others, "Heroes, please come in. The food will be served soon. Please wait a moment."
He then saw the female soldiers following Zhou Weiguo who were also wearing blue and gray military uniforms, with red cross armbands on their arms, and each of them wearing a pistol on their armed belts, standing behind the officers.
Zhou Jixian and Xiao Ya's father looked at each other, then walked a few steps forward and came to the group of female soldiers; "You are all great heroes who will not be outdone by women. I admire you so much that I would like to take a seat."
These female soldiers often interacted with male soldiers and wounded soldiers, but they didn't have that delicate appearance. They thanked them and went to the corner.
Zhou Weiguo saw that the crowd couldn't let go, so he added with a smile: "You can all sit down as you like, as if you were at home."
With Zhou Weiguo's words, everyone began to look for a place to sit down, but Xiao Ya followed Zhou Weiguo and several company commanders from the spy battalion to the top.
Zhou Jixian looked at the pistols on the waists of the group of female soldiers sitting on the side. He leaned next to Zhou Weiguo in confusion; "I remember that the health soldiers are not issued pistols, but medicine boxes. Yours
Why are soldiers different from others, and they still have one hand?"
When Zhou Weiguo heard this, he looked back at the female soldiers and said, "I snatched those from the Japanese army and gave them to them for self-defense..."
After Zhou Weiguo said this, he paused and looked at the group of female soldiers who were only in their twenties and were now eating with their heads down.
Zhou Weiguo, who sighed and looked slightly worried, raised his eyes and looked at the two fathers who were waiting for an answer and said, "It's also... it's just in case something unexpected happens."
Just in case something unexpected happens, everyone knows what this means. Once they are surrounded by the brutal Japanese army, they will use the gun in their hands to end their young lives.
When Xiao Ya's father heard this, he didn't know what he was thinking about as he lowered his head. He looked wealthy and a little fat. Although his belly was not very big when he was three months pregnant, it was clearly visible when he sat down.
After a long while, he stretched out his finger and said, "They... they all know."
Zhou Weiguo hummed, "I know, in the war, no one knows what their future will be like from the day they join the army. Maybe today's meal will be the last meal in their lives. They all came down from the battlefield where the dead are piled up."
People naturally understand it in their hearts, but they hide it deep in their hearts."
They both knew that it was easy to say a few words, but being able to bury them in their hearts while chatting and laughing made the two of them feel inexplicably sour. The two looked at each other and picked up their wine glasses.
Just because of these words, the table of female soldiers chatting and laughing was worthy of a toast in person.
This meal is both a welcome feast and a farewell feast.
Zhou Weiguo knew that once he left here, it would be difficult to come back in a few years.
I want to live in my home, but my soldiers are still outside the city, so I can't do anything special.
After eating and toasting with everyone present, Zhou Weiguo came to the two elders and raised his glass: "Father, father-in-law, I don't live at home anymore. My soldiers are outside the city, and I can't leave them, so this
After toasting the two elders with a glass of wine, I will go back with them."
Zhou Jixian hummed, "It should be so."
As the battalion commander, Zhou Weiguo raised his glass, and the others who came with him also raised their glasses. After drinking it all, Zhou Weiguo turned around and left.
But Zhou Jixian seemed to have thought of something that stopped Zhou Weiguo.
Zhou Weiguo looked back at the two elders who were standing on the steps of the courtyard and said, "Dad, do you have any other instructions?"
Zhou Jixian calmly took the wine bottle from Uncle Li and walked to Zhou Weiguo. He then handed the wine glass to Zhou Weiguo from the side. It seemed that he was going to pour the wine for him personally.
This scene made Zhou Weiguo hurriedly kneel down and say, "My child will never dare to let his father pour the wine himself."
"Weiguo, listen to me, this glass of wine is not for my son, but for the soldiers who kill the enemy and serve the country, and for the heroes who kill the enemy. I must pour this glass for you.
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Xiao Ya's father also nodded: "Yes, this glass of wine is not poured for you, but for the soldiers."
What else could be said, Zhou Weiguo could only stand up, take the filled glass of wine, and drink it down with the two elders in front of him.
Zhou Jixian put the wine glass and jug beside him and looked at his son affectionately for a long time.
Everyone knew that once Zhou Jixian looked like this, he must have something to say, and it was something very important.
A withered yellow leaf blew in the cold wind and swept up the somewhat gloomy and gray sky.
Zhou Jixian looked at his son affectionately for a long time, and then he spoke word by word to Zhou Weiguo: "Weiguo, remember, when the Japanese slaves retreat, it will be the day my son returns home."