When Mi Yang was returning, this time Old Mrs. Cheng asked someone to buy him a hard sleeper ticket, and even bought a lower berth. She loved her eldest daughter and grandson, and got them everything she could.
Cheng Qing brought back a lot of things this time, but because it was a hard sleeper, he felt much more relaxed than when he came here.
Mi Yang not only had a good sleep on the train, but also had a box lunch on the train at noon.
There were relatively fewer people in the sleeper car. Carts selling snacks were moving back and forth. At mealtime, the dining cart would also come over and call out for food. Cheng Qing bought a beef and rice dish to share with his child. Mi Yang tried the beef and it tasted good, but he could hardly bite it. He ate some gravy mixed with rice, which was also quite fragrant.
When they arrived at the station, Mi Zehai came to pick them up in person. He was a tall northern man, carrying a luggage bag weighing dozens of kilograms in one hand and holding a child in the other. Cheng Qing, who was standing next to him, smiled and carried a small shoulder bag and followed him out of the platform. From the moment she saw her husband, the fatigue from the journey faded a lot.
Two days after Mi Yang returned to the military compound, he felt as if something was missing.
Xiaobai Luochuan is not here. In the past, when this little devil was here, he would always rush to their house three times a day. He has been running very fast recently, and the guards around him are sweating from chasing him.
Mother and son are connected by heart. As he was thinking about this, Cheng Qing couldn't help but mutter, "Luochuan hasn't come back yet."
People can't stand nagging, and after just two days of muttering, Mrs. Bai came to visit with little Bai Luochuan in her arms.
Almost as soon as he entered Mi Yang's house, the little devil twisted his body to come down, and he landed on his tiptoes and rushed to Mi Yang, dragging the toys in his hands to the ground. Mi Yang was frightened by him, and he was almost knocked to the ground by him while sitting on a small stool. After he finally sat firmly, he was stuffed with toys - the Transformer he dragged over.
Mi Yang looked at the toy, then looked up at him: "Want to play together?"
Xiaobai Luochuan thought about it, nodded and agreed: "Okay."
Mi Yang: “…”
Who is begging whom to play with him
No matter what, Mi Yang still sat down and coaxed the child diligently. This was all he could do at his age. However, he took advantage of the young master's good mood and took out his stack of literacy cards. He pretended to be very interested and began to read them one by one. As expected, Young Master Xiaobai was attracted by the colorful cards and started to read along with Mi Yang. He probably thought it was a game and played it very seriously.
Mrs. Bai was complaining to Cheng Qing at the side: "… You don't know, I just came home and I didn't even have time to change my clothes, but he came to Mi Yang with his toys, and I couldn't stop him. He's only been back for half a month, and his noises are giving me a headache. He bought two toys for me when he went out, and he had to have the same ones. Here, he brought a lot of Transformers, and I picked out his favorite one." As she was talking, she saw her naughty son casually throwing away his most beloved toy of the past two days and going over to play with Mi Yang's literacy cards. Mrs. Bai blinked, a little bit unbelievable what she saw. Her son was very talented and could learn quickly, but he was just naughty and deliberately didn't learn. Their family didn't know how many of these cards they bought, and basically threw them all away before they finished reading them once.
This is really the sun rising from the west. Her Bai Luochuan actually took the initiative to study
Mrs. Bai was so happy that she looked left and right and asked Cheng Qing, "Where did you buy these cards?" She thought that the cards bought by Cheng Qing must be good and could attract children.
Cheng Qing quickly found another box of literacy cards and gave it to her. He smiled and said, "My sisters back home bought them for me. There are several boxes. This one is for Luochuan."
Mrs. Bai didn't bother to be polite with her and said with a smile, "Then I'll accept it. This is the first time I've seen him study pictures and learn words so seriously."
Over there, teacher Mi Yang was still educating Young Master Bai using as few words as possible, while enduring all kinds of harassment from him. Mi Yang felt that Bai Luochuan simply had ADHD, touching the cards now and then, and when he said the word "cabbage", he would laugh to himself for half a day.
Mi Yang patted the card with the pink pig on it, looked up at Bai Luochuan, and said seriously, "Pig."
Xiaobai Luochuan laughed again.
There was no point in taking those cards back from Mrs. Bai. Young Master Bai didn't buy them at all. He refused to play with them after she brought him back. No matter how she coaxed him, he wasn't as patient as he was at Mi Yang's house. He simply didn't learn.
After trying several times, Mrs. Bai finally realized that it was not the card that was useful, but the son of Captain Mi's family that was the treasure. She thought that two children would learn quickly together, so she did not stop Bai Luochuan and asked the guard to take him there every day. She had just been transferred to a new job and was not at home every day. She was worried about leaving Bai Luochuan alone at home. Her son was happy to run outside, so she simply sent him directly to Mi Yang's house.
From then on, whenever Cheng Qing couldn't find his son when he got home from get off work, he only had to ask the Bai family and he would definitely find his son there.
The two little ones seemed inseparable. Sometimes they played with building blocks and dolls on the first floor of Bai's house, and sometimes they slept soundly together in the cushioned children's room on the second floor of Bai's house, with snacks from opened bags scattered around their hands...
His life was plain and smooth, but Mi Yang always felt like he had forgotten something.
It was not until one day when Mi Zehai picked up the book and began to read seriously that Mi Yang remembered that he had forgotten about his father's entrance exam to military academy.
I have the impression that there should be good news in the next one or two years. Mi Yang would sometimes go over to look at the books his father was reading. Mi Zehai doted on him very much. When he saw this, he would pick up Mi Yang, carry him on his neck and let him study with him.
Mi Yang looked down at his father studying. Perhaps because he was transferred from the field army zone to the division headquarters, although he still participated in training, the conditions were better than those down there, and he had more books to read. Mi Zehai studied hard day and night, and not only did his eyes become red, but he also lost some weight.
Mi Yang felt that he was working too hard.
But Mi Zehai didn't think so. After the big exercise, he was promoted to a higher position, but it was even more difficult to stand out in the division headquarters. To do well, he had to work hard. He wanted to be the best soldier before, but now he had higher requirements than before and wanted to be a good officer.
Mi Zehai had no systematic training, but relied entirely on his own exploration. He read all the books carefully, but he never had enough time. He was very tired, and Mi Yang was also anxious.
The exam papers of the military academy this year were a bit biased, with more military theories tested. His father once proudly told him that it was thanks to a book he read two nights before the exam. Mi Yang remembered clearly that the book had been placed in their home for many years, and the hard cover was a little broken. It was he who repaired it. His father kept it there like a family heirloom, and whenever someone came to explain it to him, he was so familiar with the book.
Mi Yang glanced at the "Family Heirloom" that Mi Zehai placed next to him, patted his father and said, "Dad, look at that."
Mi Zehai looked up and said, "Hmm? This red-skinned one?"
Mi Yang nodded and said, "Yes, this one looks good."