Fast forward to 1961. After graduating from university, Cheng Qingyu was selected to work in the Fifth Research Institute. This was China’s first rocket and missile research institute established by Dr. Qian after returning to China, although Cheng Qingyu was only a research institute at this time. A small researcher here, but so far he can get in touch with the top science and technology, and he can also get the guidance of famous scientists. In addition, domestic science is in urgent need of talents, and he can grow rapidly under pressure. Such an opportunity is Extremely rare.
Cheng Qingyu is very serious about his work in the research institute. Although his home is in the capital, he rarely goes home. He usually takes half a day off for a month or two to go home and have a meal with his parents and younger brother. Go back after breakfast.
September 12th is his birthday. Cheng Qingyu received a call from his mother the day before yesterday asking him to go home for dinner on his birthday. The work of the research institute has just come to an end and he has made a major breakthrough. It seems that there is something wrong with his brother calling him before. To say something, he asked the leader for a day off and went home by car.
When I got home, my mother was cooking in the kitchen, and my father was reading the newspaper in the main room because he didn't work overtime. My younger brother Cheng Qingrui was nowhere to be seen.
He stood at the door of the kitchen and called "Mom". Li Jingran turned her head and said pleasantly, "You came back today? I thought I had to wait until tomorrow."
She looked at Gao Daqingjun's eldest son, her eyes were full of tenderness and love, just like Cheng Qingyu's impression since she was a child, her mother was always so gentle and beautiful, and she never got angry or lost her temper.
He explained, "I'm not busy at work recently, so I asked for a day."
His work is classified as confidential, and his family members never inquire deeply, they only care about whether he is eating and sleeping well.
Sure enough, after Cheng Qingyu finished speaking, Li Jingran patted her on the shoulder and said, "Take a good rest if you're not busy with work. You seem to be a little thinner than when you came back last time. There's still a cured chicken at home. I'll make you some chicken soup."
I don't know if the eldest son will come back today, but she only prepared two stir-fries tonight, which must not be enough now, but luckily the chicken soup cooks quickly, so she asked her son to go to the main room to rest and talk to her husband, and Cheng Qingyu obediently went to the main room.
Gu Shengmin knew it from the moment his son entered the courtyard, and he was very satisfied with the fact that his son went to find his wife first. He also heard the conversation between mother and son in the kitchen. Although he was holding a newspaper in his hand, he didn't actually read a few Words, when his son came over, he smiled and put the newspaper away on the coffee table.
"Dad, I didn't expect you to come back so early today. Are you busy with work recently?"
The question asked was exactly the same as the question Li Jingran cared about him just now.
The father and son talked in the living room. The topics covered technology, politics, international situation, daily life, etc. Cheng Qingrui was mentioned at the end.
"Last month Qingrui said that his college intention is to apply for the military academy. Your mother and I have no objection to this and fully respect his wishes. This time, you come back and communicate with him to see what he thinks."
This kind of communication is obviously not superficial, but combined with Cheng Qingrui's comprehensive consideration of thinking, goals, employment, etc., to support him while checking for gaps and filling vacancies and put forward reasonable suggestions, so as to broaden his thinking.
The Cheng family has a democratic family style, and there is no barrier to communication between parents and children. However, in this family, Cheng Qingrui's favorite and most topical is his elder brother Cheng Qingyu. After all, his parents were busy with work when he was a child. Words, common sense of life, outlook on life, world outlook, etc., were largely influenced by Cheng Qingyu.
It was about his younger brother's future, so Cheng Qingyu naturally treated it seriously, but Cheng Qingrui didn't come back for dinner at night, and chatted with his parents until he returned to his room at nine o'clock, when he heard the sound of the courtyard door, Cheng Qingrui pushed his bicycle home, and Cheng Qingyu didn't wait for Cheng Qingyu to put it down The book in his hand got off the bed, and the door was knocked open by Cheng Qingrui, and a young man who was as tall and straight as a poplar exuding vitality appeared with a smile.
"Brother, when did you come back? I haven't seen you since I came back from school."
Cheng Qingyu patted the seat next to him to signal him to sit down and talk, put the half-read book on the bedside and said, "I got home after six o'clock, where did you go, and you won't come back for dinner."
Cheng Qingrui changed his comfortable posture, leaned on the bedside table and said, "I went to Zhang Gaofeng's house. He got military books from abroad. They are in English, and there are many words that I can't understand. Let's look them up in the dictionary together. I knew you were at home. , I’ll bring the book back so you can read it.”
After a long time, the dictionary is still not sure about one third of the guesses. After all, there are many new weapons that have never been seen before, and the dictionary can't find the annotations, but just looking at the photos of those weapons is enough for the group of seventeen. The eight-year-old's blood was boiling.
Cheng Qingyu graduated from university, so his English level is naturally better than Cheng Qingrui's. In addition, he is engaged in scientific research and has subscribed to many foreign magazines and periodicals in the research institute. Maybe he knows some professional terms.
Hearing this from his younger brother, Cheng Qingyu knew that he really liked military affairs, otherwise he wouldn't have spent energy looking up the dictionary. This kid's temper since he was a child was the kind of "no benefit and no early rise". His parents rewarded him with 90 points in the exam. Just take the test of 90, let him take the test of 95 points, and he will take the test of 95, and let him take the test of 100, he can also test 100.
After a few times, I found out that he did it on purpose. When I asked him why he couldn't take more exams, he actually said that taking too many exams would be a waste, and that the starting point is too high, which is not conducive to future progress.
This sounds reasonable, but when you think about it, it doesn't make sense. Which family's children can be like him, who can take the test of 100 and 90, even if it is a waste of too much
This is his own study, not for others. His brain circuit is so strange that no one can understand it. However, since then, teachers and parents have put the highest demands on him, and he can pass the line every time. This kind of Ability is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Even studying is like this, it can be seen in other things, he will never spend too much time on things he is not interested in.
"Have you really decided to take the military academy exam?"
Cheng Qingrui nodded, "Well, I learned about the majors that the university can apply for in advance, and found that I am not interested in it, only fighting, weapons and other interesting things. Zhang Gaofeng's grandfather and uncle are both in the army. I followed him to see it. I like the simple and direct atmosphere."
Both parents in the family work in the government. Cheng Qingrui finds it troublesome to read a lot. His brother is in the research institute, making various calculations and deductions day and night. He knows that he can't do it and is not interested. Medicine, etc., could not make him have the kind of enthusiasm that can be devoted to life. It was not until he entered the military camp that he discovered what he longed for in his bones.
Cheng Qingyu nodded knowingly. In fact, he also felt that his younger brother was suitable for joining the army. He had been energetic since he was a child, and he was keen on playing devil games. He would rather buy slingshots, wooden guns, and cannons instead of food.
After graduating from the military academy, he became an officer. He entered the army with a high starting point. Although his family did not have a background in the army, there was a Zhang family who had good acquaintances, which helped his younger brother somewhat.
He wasn't worried that Cheng Qingrui's development would not be good after he joined the army. This guy is quite smart and has a quality that can easily be liked by others. He can tell sincerity when he speaks nonsense with his eyes open.
"Okay, since you've made up your mind and your parents don't object, then you should prepare well. Military schools not only look at grades but also at physical fitness. If you want to become a blockbuster after entering, you should start exercising now."
Ordinary families rarely choose military schools, and most of them are children of military families who "follow the father's career". If you want to occupy a place among this group of people, you must show convincing ability.
As expected, Cheng Qingyu ate a few years more than his younger brother. He spent nearly an hour analyzing various situations, which made Cheng Qingrui's thinking clearer and his goals clearer.
"Brother, don't worry, no matter what I do, I will try my best to do my best, and I won't make your faces dull."
Cheng Qingyu stroked his head as he did when he was a child, but unfortunately his hair was not as soft as he remembered, the time passed so quickly, the baby in his memory had already grown as tall as him.
Cheng Qingrui refused to go back to his room tonight, and had to sleep in his brother's place. Cheng Qingyu had no choice but to urge him to take a shower and then gave him half of the room.
In the room on the other side of the main room, Li Jingran kept paying attention to the children's movements. She didn't feel relieved until late at night when the lights in the room on the other side were dimmed, and said to her husband next to her, "The children are asleep, and Qingyu is here , there will be no problem with Qing Rui."
Qingyu's son is really easy to take care of when he was young, and he can help take care of his younger brother when he is older. Those colleagues are very envious, saying that he is here to repay the favor.
Thinking of the people who lined up to match Qing Yu recently, Li Jingran smiled.
"Others say, 'One woman begs from a hundred families', but what happened in our house? Just rejecting their kindness took me a long time. I said that Qingyu is still young and don't worry. They said that fate can't stand the burden. If you waste your time and miss a good relationship, I say that fate is destined to come when it should come, they say that man is determined to conquer nature, and parents have to keep a good watch on their children."
She learned vividly, and even Gu Shengmin laughed when he heard it, and put his arms around her and said, "Who made you raise such an outstanding son, when Qing Rui grows up, I'm afraid the threshold of the family will be broken."
The pleasant fragrance keeps pouring into the tip of the nose, and her soft waist is in the palm of her hand. Even though the two children are already grown up, the forty-eight-year-old Gu Shengmin is still full of firepower. Li Jingran responded impressively, but did not refuse.
Who said that people have no right to happiness in middle age, only a woman who is nourished by love can stay young forever.
From the next day, Cheng Qingrui started physical training according to his brother's suggestion, and he didn't come blindly. Instead, he took Zhang Gaofeng to the army and asked professional instructors to work out a detailed training schedule.
The instructor admired him very much, and even had the urge to recruit him directly into the army, but the other party knew that for Cheng Qingrui, it was best to pass the formal examination and enter the military academy to study, so as to have a broader future.
"Good boy, work hard, let's be comrades in arms when we come to the army."
After graduating from a military academy, you will have a military rank, so naturally you can't be like a recruit. That's why the instructor said to be a comrade-in-arms.
Cheng Qingrui was extraordinarily self-disciplined after returning home with the training form. Even if Zhang Gaofeng occasionally felt lazy and didn’t practice, he never missed it. By winter, he had already developed six-pack abs, and his lines became smoother and stronger, but he couldn’t see it in clothes. No matter what happened, I just feel that my spirit has become better, and my eyes are particularly bright.
His parents didn't feel it when they saw him every day, especially Cheng Qingyu, who had only had time to go home after three months of retreat.
He held his younger brother's arm and looked carefully, "Good guy, I seem to be a different person after not seeing him for a few months."
Cheng Qingrui was slightly shorter than him before, but now he is at eye level with him, and there is a faint tendency to be taller than him on the top of his head. The biggest change is his temperament. If he was a heartless youth before, he is now heroic. young man.
In 1962, two major events happened to the Cheng family. One was that the eldest son went to the research base in the Northwest for work reasons, and there was a tendency not to return one day if he failed. As an honorable military student, the house suddenly became much quieter, and sometimes Li Jingran couldn't get used to it when she came back from work.
Cheng Qingrui's suggestion for this is, "Mom, you look so young, if you think we are too boring not at home, you might as well consider giving us a younger brother and sister, so you won't feel bored if you are busy..."
It's a pity that Li Jingran beat her before she finished speaking, and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about, is there such a thing as a joke on your parents?"
She is in her forties. Although she looks like thirty, age cannot be deceived. Although many women have given birth to forty or fifty due to lack of measures, this situation will definitely not happen. It happened to Li Jingran.
Children are not kittens or puppies. They are born to be responsible. She no longer has the energy to raise a baby.
Cheng Qingrui ran away with a smile, and still didn't forget to turn around and say, "Mom, don't be shy, Shi Lei from Qianjie is fucking pregnant."
There are too many such things in the compound, and Cheng Qingrui has long been familiar with it. Whoever has three or four children can have seven or eight children, and their family has the fewest children. When he was young, he often argued about wanting a younger sister.
When Gu Shengmin came back from get off work, Li Jingran told him the stupid things about his youngest son, "This kid, I thought he would be sensible when he went to the military academy, but who knew he was still so ignorant, I almost threw the broom out when I was so angry."
Cheng Qingrui has already gone back to school. His school is not far from the capital, and he can take the train back every month when he has a holiday. It only takes three hours to get home.
Gu Shengmin shook his head with a smile. He didn't know whether he was laughing at his wife or at his son, but the two had already reached a consensus on the issue of having children. Two were enough, regardless of having more children. Their love has been continued. No matter how many children they have On the contrary, it consumes the youth and health of his wife, and giving birth at an advanced age is still very risky. He has encountered several real cases, and he dare not think about his wife.
To him, his wife used to be a girl like a flower, but she became his wife and the mother of his children because of him, for which he was extremely grateful, and naturally wished to treat her as a treasure for the rest of his life.