That bullet on Lone Eagle Ridge made Qi Tongwei kneel for the rest of his life.
Open your eyes again and go back to being seven years old. Broken earth kang, leaky wall, and the peasant father who went to work in the city in his previous life and became disabled and died early because he had no money for medical treatment.
In the previous life, I knelt down to beg for help, but in this life I lived standing up.
He pointed outside the courtyard: "Dad, you go to be a soldier. There will be a war in three years, and you will be promoted if you perform meritorious service."
Grandpa is a veteran, and the old squad leader is now a big shot in Beijing. A letter full of typos put Dad on the fast track to counterattack.
In 1979, my father recited a man named Zhao from among the dead. The Zhao family owed him a life, and they depended on each other for life and death from then on.
In 1980, my father performed meritorious service and went to Beijing to get a house. The niece of the old squad leader fell in love with this second-class meritorious official and became Qi Tongwei's stepmother.
The father worked hard on the battlefield to get promoted, but the son cheated and skipped a grade in school.
Later, someone wanted to tease him, but Qi Tongwei only raised his eyelids:
"My father has tens of thousands of people under his command. Are you sure?"
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[Purely fictitious, any similarity is purely coincidental]
Very well written and very satisfied
It's beautiful. I love it. It's really beautiful.
Really good, clear thinking