C117 protracted war

Song Sichun was more sensible, but continued to say yes. He was more adept at using the wind to make the rudder. In the army, this kind of person was more popular.

Then, Song Sichun and I talked about the situation of the squadron while Song Sichun patiently explained and reported everything to me. To tell the truth, although there was a saying in the Secret Service: There is only a difference in the division of labour between the security guards, there is no distinction between high and low. However, in the actual work life, there are still invisible levels. For example, personal guard s like us, can be considered the highest form of division of labor amongst the guards. The Guard cadres s and service staff all respect us more. that we point out to them, make suggestions, they usually accept it.

But to my surprise, Song Sichun actually made a special request.

Song Sichun pleaded at me: "Secretary Zhao, look at our sentries. They have to work hard all day. Especially during the New Year. Right now, all of our warriors have a common wish, and we hope that Secretary Zhao can help us. "

I replied, "Feel free to tell me what help it is. I will definitely help if I can." It's good for the security. If I can't help you, I'll help you apply to your superiors. "

Song Sichun scratched his head and laughed: "Secretary Zhao, can you let our squadron's soldiers have a picture with Division Chief C during the festive period?"

I was stunned.

In our army, the central head and the guards and warriors taking photos are not that rare. Sometimes the chief would offer to take pictures with the guards. But, to be honest, we rarely make such requests to our superiors. Thus, Song Sichun's request made it difficult for me.

But then again, I wanted to help. After all, the garrison guards were in a rather difficult situation. They had to stand guard day and night in the bitter cold and the scorching heat, keeping watch for their superiors. In their hearts, it might be the greatest encouragement and affirmation they could give to their guards to take a picture together with their own targets. I remember back then when I was an ordinary warrior, my biggest wish was to take a few pictures with my superiors. It was not in vain for me to be a soldier in Secret Service for these few years.

Therefore, I said to Song Sichun: "About this, I'll try my best. I'll talk to the chief. "

Song Sichun gratefully held my hand tightly and said, "Secretary Zhao, this sentence of yours is much more effective than teaching ten political classes with soldiers."

I smiled. "I'm not sure. I have to see. "But don't worry, I'll definitely do my best in this matter."

Song Sichun said in a satisfied voice: "Thank you Secretary Zhao, I represent our entire Company of 200 soldiers, thank you."

I replied, "Don't be so serious. This request isn't too much. At least, I think the chief would agree. "

As if completing an extremely urgent mission, Song Sichun was extremely satisfied.

In him I found a simplicity peculiar to the men and women of the primary guard.

After bidding farewell to Song Sichun, I went straight back to the Head.

In order to not forget the orders from the squadron, I marked Song Sichun's request on my notebook.

Then I gathered several of the security staff to discuss the security guard who would inspect the Shanxi coal mine the next day.

After I have rearranged the security arrangements, I can finally rest assured …

Early in the morning on the next day, You Meng was sent back home by the station.

However, You Meng's face did not look good, as though she was thinking about something.

When You Meng saw me, she sighed with all her might. She pursed her lips and frowned, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

I asked her what was wrong. After a long time, she helplessly looked at me and said, "Zhao Long, the matter is a bit complicated now."

I was immediately taken aback and asked, "How is it complicated?"

You Meng pulled me into her room and sat me down.

Then there was another long sigh.

The current You Meng was like a wounded little swan. A kind of sorrowful expression, whether wronged or despondent, blossomed on her beautiful little face.

You Meng chewed on a bubble gum and bit her lips. Finally, she opened her mouth: "Yesterday, you came to my house, did you not feel anything?"

I had an ominous premonition. "Don't tell me your parents don't approve of us being together?"

You Meng's eyelids drooped as she ruthlessly chewed on her bubble gum. I could even hear the sounds of her upper and lower teeth chattering. You Meng slowly grabbed onto my hand and grudgingly said, "My father is still praising us, but my mother …"

"What's wrong with your mother?" I asked.

You Meng said: "My mother, she does not agree. She … She wants me to be good to Chief of Division. "

These words were like five claps of thunder.

Of course I know one or two things that Chief of Division thinks ill of You Meng. Moreover, from the various indications, he had already determined this fact. To be exact, even I had made all sorts of guesses about it, not to mention the suspicious nature of women.

Especially since Chief of Division appeared illogically in By Director's house yesterday, this phenomenon was already enough for me to indulge in my fantasies.

I calmed my mood and asked You Meng: "What exactly happened? Could it be, that Chief of Division already received the recognition of your family? "

You Meng thoughtfully nodded her head, "That's right, my mom has long acquiesced to Chief of Division as her son-in-law."

I bitterly smiled. "Your mother acknowledged this son-in-law of yours without your permission?"

You Meng sighed and said, "Mn. My mom said that Chief of Division was her ideal son-in-law. He was tall, handsome and talented, and my mom wanted me to try to get along with him. "

I scolded him angrily, "Ridiculous. Ridiculous! "What era is it now? Don't tell me that parents are still in love with each other?"

You Meng disdained: "You look as if my parents are too evil for you to be indignant about."

I said, "How can you not be indignant? What do we do now? "

You Meng thought for a while, then said: "What else can we do? I can't fight with my mother, can I? My mom did it for my own good. I can't possibly offend my mom for you, right? "

Hearing You Meng's words, I instantly felt heartfelt pain. I bitterly smiled and shook my head. "Then, what you mean is that you want to listen to your mother?"

You Meng showed helplessness and innocence. She tilted her head and looked at me and said: "We can only continue with our underground work. As for my mother, I can only try to convince her. "

I indignantly said, "We're done sneaking in and out!"

I don't know why, but I was feeling very excited at the moment. Perhaps the feelings I have for You Meng is too deep, I cannot stand her perfunctory attitude. I don't know what motive the By Mother had, but the disappointment in my heart caused me to be unable to extricate myself.

You Meng sighed, her small mouth pouted as though she was helpless. But what was the point of helplessness? Although this was no longer a feudal society and love arranged marriage was no longer popular, it was impossible for her to fall out with her mother, right? I can understand the feelings in You Meng's heart, and I can also feel the sadness that came from her heart. It was a kind of pain that came from the heart, a kind of helplessness that came from the bones.

"Hai, why is my mom like this!" You Meng sighed as she tilted her gaze to one side and looked out the window.

I also looked along, more want to become a wisp of floating cloud, floating, free to fly.

I asked, "You Meng, what are you planning to do?"

You Meng replied: "What else can we do, we can only keep fighting with Mom."

I asked, "Are you really being stealthily manipulated by your mother?"

You Meng said: "It's not possible. I will persevere to the end. Because I don't like Chief of Division at all. I really couldn't imagine such a thing happening in the army. That Chief of Division guy's face is too thick. He dares to trick my mother from time to time? My mother has already treated him as our Yu Family's most suitable son-in-law. "

I asked, "Does By Director know about this?"

You Meng replied, "Of course I know."

I said almost childishly, "Go and motivate your father, put some pressure on the Chief of Division, and make him give up on this idea."

You Meng laughed bitterly: "The problem is that my mother has the final say in this matter. Furthermore, my dad also has a good impression of Chief of Division. Last year, my father wanted to introduce me to the Chief of Division … Fortunately, my dad had a good impression of you, so he remained neutral on this matter. But in reality, he would rather me be with the Chief of Division. "

You Meng's calm expression contained endless bitterness and helplessness.

I was stunned. Dull bitter wood chicken.

It seems that this matter is far more serious than I had expected.

You Meng suddenly became agitated. She stood up and shook his body as if her life depended on it, and complained in a sour tone: "How could it be like this, how could it be like this? Who would have thought that I was born into a general's family and didn't even have the right to choose love! Why, why do parents these days like to get involved in children's affairs? Why, why …

You Meng spoke as if she was talking to herself, but also talking to the heavens. I had rarely heard her cry in such a way that it was so real, so pitiful.

She had always been a cheerful and generous girl, and she had never been so sad.

If this matter was placed on any girl, they would not feel good about it. After all, she was under pressure from both sides. She didn't want to offend her parents, didn't want to disappoint them. But love, she didn't want to be left alone. You Meng was a filial daughter, I could see that. Although her feelings for me were deep and deep, there were many times when a union between two people could not be achieved through love alone.

This was reality.

To be exact, everything has completely surpassed the imaginations of You Meng and I. They originally thought that their family would support us, but they never thought that the son-in-law they had always wanted was actually Chief of Division!

Maybe, it was only because their father By Mother was concerned about her daughter's happiness that she saw Chief of Division as their favorite candidate for son-in-law. After all, in all aspects, the Chief of Division's conditions are much better than mine, whether it's appearance, height, position, knowledge, or any other aspect, he has an advantage over me. I have compared myself and the Chief of Division countless of times. Every time I compare, the feeling of inferiority in my heart deepened. In terms of looks, the Chief of Division is more handsome than me; in terms of position, the Chief of Division is a senior colonel in the official positions, while I am just a mere captain's secretary. In terms of knowledge, the Chief of Division is a top student at the National Defense University. I am just a small high school student, I haven't even been to a proper military academy. In terms of qualifications, Chief of Division is even more blessed by the heavens than me …

Perhaps, the only thing I can compare to Chief of Division with is this martial arts. However, in the 21st world, kung fu was not as valuable as culture.

Although You Meng likes me, but I can't stand being paired up with my family three times. If the family members continue to insist on letting You Meng develop with Chief of Division, then what will You Meng do?

So what if I do?