"Later, I did have a nine-and-nine-one, compared to a kid who hadn’t practiced the target. I think he must have won. What I didn’t expect was that he came up and picked up the gun "boom bang bang" directly. After hitting it, it came straight to perfection..."
When Xia Jinyuan was twelve years old, the fight between father and son was a technical fight. He either came to push-ups or hoisted the horizontal bar. He always believed that the reason for his physical fitness was all from fighting with his old man when he was a child.
"I won, he lost. The hateful thing is that he still wants to behave. I quit and cried directly in the shooting range. My dad was afraid of embarrassment and had to agree. It was him who started the game, and he decided the rules. It turned out to be shameless in the end, you say I'm out of anger."
Xia Jinyuan also remembered this, and now that although the past is still alive, it is the past. Twelve years have passed since the age of fourteen to twenty-six.
"I conceded defeat to my son. At that time, I was a pioneer in the team, and I felt embarrassed no matter what I thought. In the end, I had to agree to his absurd demands, which was even more annoying." After finishing the black history, Commander Xia used tea instead of wine. , Raise a glass to Xia Jinyuan, "Don't be too proud, I'm waiting for the birth of a grandson who is more inexperienced than you, to take care of you."
Every time I heard about the dark history, I heard the frightened Ye Jian silently picking up vegetables,... A boy who was more inexperienced than the Xia team was born, and her scalp tingled when she thought about it.
"Don't worry, there is a powerful Lao Tzu who will definitely let him not have that chance. Come again, if I don't win, there will be a mother's shot, one-to-two, and a loser."
Commander-in-Chief Xia drank the tea in one sip, and didn't want to care about Major Xia,... What a disappointment!
"Come on, Xiaoye, drinking a cup with uncle with tea instead of wine is considered a practice. I still need a meeting tomorrow, so I won't send you to the airport." Commander-in-chief Xia who returned to life after changing into military uniforms and casual clothes Then there was the commander-in-chief who was highly powerful and respected by the generals of the three armies, but was a kind and witty elder who could feel his care in every word.
Team Xia’s home is a very warm home, and it is also the home she yearns for.
Until the end of the meal at 8 o’clock in the evening, Xia Jinyuan took the wallet and went out to check out. Commander Xia reminded Ye Jian, “Being honest, pragmatic, trustworthy and responsible. You also need to know how to be tolerant, Xiaoye, a little bit more tolerant, so as not to make your life too bad."
"But if others are bullied and you don't fight back, it's not tolerance, but weakness. Remember what your uncle said, as long as you are right and your uncle is there when something happens, don't be afraid of anything, you know."
I don't know why Ye Jian heard a hint of deep meaning, and said with some uncertainty: "Did you... Know that I had a little feast with Chief of Staff Du's daughter?"
"Why, I'm afraid I know? Are you afraid of me calling you?" Commander Xia couldn't help but shook his head and smiled with a panicked expression. "You make sense, even if I know what is there to worry about?"
"The sixth child should have told you about the matter between me and Chief of Staff Du. You have friction with his daughter. If it happens, it will happen. There is nothing remarkable."
"If she dares to do something, my uncle will naturally wait for her, you..."
Suddenly, a frustrated middle-aged woman's voice suddenly came from the box, "Xia Xinhui, are you in it!", Commander-in-chief Xia, who had not finished speaking, heard that his smile narrowed, and his face suddenly appeared uncontrollable. As the majesty.