From Cultivator to Widow

Things come and go, and no one will ignore him.

Even if he said his family was ordinary, they felt it was impossible.

No more than Zhang Baoguo, he hardly talks about family affairs, everyone knows very little about him, and he has no intention of making deep friendships, so he has not made any friends. Zhang Weiguo can talk to anyone like this, and everyone will know it soon. As the son of a martyr, they all treated him differently. At this time, what everyone respected most was not the workers in work uniforms, but the soldiers who defended their families and the country.

They kept asking him what he knew and wanted to know about the life of a soldier. When they heard him say that he still had a military uniform, they were even more envious.

This is a military uniform. It's not the fake military uniform I bought, but a real military uniform modified. This is so glorious!

Seeing Zhang Weiguo mingling with people like this, Zhang Jinhua also wanted to get involved. He was so popular and made so many friends in the town.

When it comes to the second uncle, he can't talk. He actually has no impression of the second uncle. After all, several years have passed, and a few years ago, the second uncle rarely came back, and only remembered when the second uncle came back. , the family was very lively, and later he sacrificed, and the second aunt moved out with a few cousins. At that time, the grandmother was still making trouble for a while, and his mother also said a lot of rude words, because the second uncle was subsidized, It was the subsidy that built Zhang Baoguo's current house.

He didn't know the exact number, but it was inevitable.

"I also wear military uniforms. My second uncle also gave them to my dad at that time. Now that I'm taller, I can wear it with my sleeves rolled up."

"How do you have it, what's your relationship with him?"

Zhang Weiguo introduced with a smile: "He is my cousin, my father is his second uncle, and his father is my uncle."

"Oh, so you are cousins. No wonder he also has a military uniform. You can wear it another day and see. The military uniform must be very impressive."

"Yes, yes."

So when Zhang Baoguo, who was worried about his younger brother, came over, he saw his cheerful younger brother, Zhang Jinhua, surrounded by his classmates.

It seems that the younger brother is adapting well. After listening to it, the younger brother did not say anything that should not be said. He quietly left just like when he came quietly.

It would be nice if he could make a few more friends, but he really doesn't think anyone deserves his sincere friendship, so he might as well maintain a good relationship on the surface.

The younger brother is saying well now, and he will definitely discover more over time. The original friend may drift away. He will pay attention. With him by his side, he will never suffer a big loss.

Zhang Weiguo didn't notice that his elder brother came and went, but Zhang Jinhua inadvertently saw the back of Zhang Baoguo leaving.

He glanced at Zhang Weiguo who was talking non-stop, his eyes were a little complicated.

Don't worry about him.

Before he could think more, someone reached out and waved in front of him: "What are you thinking? I've called you several times."

Zhang Jinhua: "I just lost my mind, what did you say?"

"I said, what do you guys usually do at home? I'm sometimes bored at home, and I don't even know what to do. The movies are good, but I'm tired of watching those movies back and forth."

Tired of watching?

Zhang Jinhua has only seen it once.

When he thinks about it, he still yearns very much. He doesn't know what it's like to be tired of watching it. His heart is like being grabbed by a big invisible hand. It's so uncomfortable that he can hardly breathe.

They are different, he is from the city, his parents are workers, and it is said that his father is still a senior with high salary...