It was noon soon, and Mo Shangyun didn't have time to do anything. Taking advantage of the time to print Erlian's results for this month given by Lang Yan, he took a look at the two bags that were placed on the desk yesterday.
The first bag, which should have been prepared for ink cream, was specially packaged with a box inside.
Open the box and there is a photo album inside.
It doesn't look like a wedding photo of Mo Shangshuang and his future sister-in-law.
Touching his nose, Mo Shangyun took out the album and opened it.
The first page is a photo of her first birthday, a strange child, smiling like a fool in the photo.
Keep scrolling down.
All birthday photos.
She doesn't usually like to take pictures, but she is forced to take a few for various reasons. The older she gets, the fewer pictures she takes.
In this album, all are her birthday photos. The younger you are, the more photos you put on it. As you get older, there are fewer and fewer photos.
These photos, by the age of 18, come to an abrupt end.
Turn another page, and there is a piece of paper in it.
[Girl:
Happy birthday.
Making photo albums was suggested by my mother, but we searched for a long time and could only find yours before the age of 18.
Good, don't go further and further, occasionally think about home, no one will laugh at you.
Remember to eat on time, pay attention to your body, youth is not the capital you waste, this is the advice of parents.
-elder brother]
After reading these words, Mo Shangyun unconsciously touched his nose, feeling a little awkward and uncomfortable.
But, not too disgusting.
Soon, she put the note back in the album, clipped it, and put it in the drawer.
Then take out the contents of the other outer bag.
Unexpectedly, there are two boxes.
The first is huge, taking up almost the entire bag, and the other is small, about the size of a palm.
Put together, it is a stark contrast.
Mo Shangyun first opened the big box, and from the outside, he knew that there were a pair of shoes inside. As a result, her father really lived up to her guess, and it was indeed a pair of military boots.
And, put an envelope.
Mo Shangyun took it out, touched it, didn't even look at it, and threw it back.
No paper, just a bank card.
Really, honestly.
She is also convinced.
Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun went to get another small wooden box. After opening it, he casually glanced at the items inside, but was stunned unconsciously.
This is-
A talisman carried by the mother-in-law.
Said to be an amulet, but it was actually a self-defense weapon she made.
The two rings, with a very thin silver wire in the middle, are extremely lightweight and can be carried around without being conspicuous.
Mo Shangjun is very familiar with this self-defense weapon. She has been plotted against this weapon many times. The resident of small arms used this to test her.
It is said that when my mother was young, she only carried one self-defense weapon, but she has never suffered a loss for so many years.
Although I have never seen her admit it, this is her amulet, but at home, even outsiders know that she has one and only one weapon, and she carries it with her like an amulet.
Now, are you giving it to yourself
Playing with the two rings in his hand, Mo Shangyun frowned slightly, then looked up at the calligraphy and painting hanging on the opposite wall.
Seriously suspect... this amulet is misplaced.
After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun took the table top, then took a picture of the amulet with his mobile phone, and sent it to Mo Shangshuang on WeChat, expressing appropriate doubts about it.
Near noon, Mo Shangshuang returned a message—
[She gave it to you. ]
Mo Shangyun paused and replied.
-[Mo Shangyun: Is she crazy? ]
—[Ink Cream:… ]
-[Mo Shangshuang: Keep it well, Mom Mo said, when you are discharged from the army, this thing has to be returned to her. ]
Glancing at the reply, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
Now we can be sure that Mom Mo is not crazy.
However, to be able to give her such a precious thing...
Is it okay to do one temporarily
It doesn't take much effort anyway.
While murmuring in her heart, Mo Shangyun didn't tell Mo Shangshuang, she put away the phone and put away the "talisman".
Look up again to see the clock hanging on the wall.
Before he could see clearly, he saw Lang Yan standing up, who was secretly depressed.
"Going to eat?" Lang Yan looked over and greeted her.
"eat."
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly and stood up.
Seeing Mo Shangyun's natural smile, Lang Yan couldn't help being stunned.
Looks... in a good mood
The other people who went to participate in the March assessment only came back in the evening.
Except for the platoon leader and above, no one else knew the situation, so they suddenly saw a bus driving downstairs to the dormitory, and when they saw a familiar platoon leader walking into the field of vision, who were still running, they immediately abandoned the training and directly surrounded past.
Outside the office, hallway.
Mo Shangyun stood up straight, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked lazily at the bus and the crowd below with a faint smile on his face.
Seeing... um, since she's leaving soon, she doesn't bother with them about temporarily leaving training.
"Why, are you still satisfied with Lin Qi's performance?"
Lang Yan, who came over, noticed the corners of Mo Shangyun's lips slightly raised, and couldn't help but ask.
Mo Shangyun tilted his head and shrugged, "It's normal."
Lang Yan was stunned for a moment, "Just ordinary?"
They got the comprehensive score sheet sent by the March assessment instructor in the afternoon.
Lin Qi ranked third among female soldiers.
Li Liang ranked ninth among the male soldiers.
Xiang Yongming was ranked 17th among the male soldiers.
Although their achievements are not among the best, in Lang Yan's view, they are already very powerful if they can persist until the end.
It is said that the elimination rate is very high, more than two-thirds.
When Mo Shangjun told him, he also affirmed this March assessment, believing that those who can stay in this assessment until the end are absolutely excellent seedlings.
And the three of Lin Qi have made great progress.
Mo Shangyun looked back lazily, turned around and walked into the office, "Don't forget, this is just an assessment, the training camp is the highlight."
"Hey, I said," mentioned the training camp, Lang Yan immediately followed behind her, "this time the assessment and the next training, a large number of people will overlap. You are the assessment students this time, the next time It's an instructor, will you..."
"Who knows."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows leisurely.
Anyway, from student to instructor, not instructor to student, she has nothing to worry about.
have opinions
Just gag their mouths.
Looking at Mo Shangyun's inattentive appearance, Lang Yan laughed dumbly, and shook his head after a while.
It's not that I just met Mo Shangyun.
Where did their deputy company commander really worry about him
"By the way, when will the evening banquet start?" Mo Shangyun walked to the desk, turned around again, and asked Lang Yan.
"It's half past six," Lang Yan said, "they just came back, they have to rest well."
"There are still two hours," Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows after glancing at the time on his watch, "Just in time, the cooking class hasn't left yet. Otherwise, go to Sanlian and invite them together."
"… "
Lang Yan looked at her in disbelief.
Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart.
No one from Sanlian participated in the March assessment, and it was already enough of humiliation. At the end of last month's assessment, Erlian was crushed again and became the bottom. Right now, it can be said that Erlian is regarded as a strong enemy and a thorn in its side.
Today, their second company is dedicated to taking care of Li Liang and the others, and the third company should feel the worst in their hearts.
Mo Shangyun is better, he directly slashes the wound that has just been scarred, and then rubs salt hard on it...
Why is that so... so heartwarming!
"Okay, I'll go find Company Commander Fan!"
Lang Yan clapped his hands and responded very readily.
Seeing him go out the door as soon as he made a decision, Mo Shangjun couldn't help laughing.
Gee.
Broken.
Lang Yan did not go alone, but went with Lin Qi, Li Liang, and Xiang Yongming. The four of them took advantage of the three companies to train at the training ground, so they blocked everyone from the third company. It was very formal. He sent an invitation to Fan Hanyi.
Fan Hanyi couldn't refuse even if he wanted to.
Therefore, the banquet that night was extremely lively.
The people of Erlian and Sanlian competed secretly. Tomorrow weekend, tonight, they could drink as an exception. Boxes of beer and Erguotou were moved to the table.
Mo Shangjun didn't like to participate in this kind of competition, but she didn't think it was a bad phenomenon. They were all wearing military uniforms. kill the enemy.
Slightly lowered his eyelids, Mo Shangyun held a cup in his hand, shaking it slightly, the wine in the cup also swayed.
Many people came to toast.
Mo Shangyun responded one by one, but people were bored. She drank it in small sips. She dealt with more than ten people in a row, and she didn't finish a glass of wine.
The people who were queuing up to coax them all dispersed in disappointment.
With this toasting attitude, Mo Shangyun may not be able to get drunk if everyone brings a drink.
After staying here for a while, Mo Shangyun was full and full, felt a little noisy, rubbed his ears, and left early.
Some people want to keep it, but they don't have the guts.
After leaving the cafeteria, my ears were suddenly quiet, and the night wind was blowing, which was very cool, dispelling the smell of wine entangled in the tip of my nose.
Looking up at the crescent moon above his head, Mo Shangyun walked forward slowly, wanting to go around the base and go back to the dormitory.
Of course—
"Mo Shangyun."
There were shouts from behind, one word at a time, mixed with a certain amount of anger.
Mo Shangyun paused slightly, tilted his head, turned to look behind him, and saw Lin Qi's gloomy face.
Raising his finger, seeing the brim of his hat pushed up, Mo Shangyun said leisurely: "Platoon Commander Lin, this is the title..."
"..." Lin Qi's face darkened as he squeezed out a few words between his teeth, "Mo Fulian."
130. April 1st, Mo Shangyun's birthday