Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 12 12

Chapter 12 12· "The torrents that are gradually gathering!!"

October 18, 2024, 00:42 midnight - three hours have passed since "Operation Rescue" officially started.

In Wang Shihu's parents' room on the second floor, there were two steady breathing sounds.

"Gada, squeak -" the wooden door was opened and a sound was made.

The Wang family's parents were very light sleepers, but this slight sound was enough for them to wake up and open their eyes.

They saw the open door, the eyes coming through the gap, and even... their most beloved son, kneeling on the ground under the moonlight.

"Xiaohu? What are you doing? What's wrong? What happened?" The woman quickly got out of bed and said worriedly.

"Dad, Mom, after receiving the order from the country, I have to return to the team." Wang Shihu raised his head, and his face that was full of smiles during the day was filled with tears at this moment.

"Ouch! Why are you still crying?" The middle-aged woman seemed completely confused about the situation. She only knew that her son was crying. She quickly wiped the tears from the corners of Wang Shihu's eyes with the back of her hand, and then asked worriedly: "What order?" Huh? Really?"

"Really, Mom, I just received a phone call that I have to return to the team urgently. The car to pick me up will be at my door soon." Looking at his mother so close, the tears he wiped filled up again. Wang Shihu Said with a crying voice.

"What happened? Is this going to be a war again?" Their generation has experienced war.

"I don't know, the order didn't say anything." Wang Shihu shook his head.

"Can...can you not go?" the woman said slowly. I don't know when the tears in her eyes reflected the moonlight.

"Whatever you say, there's no reason not to go." Wang Ping, who had been silent for the whole time, finally said.

"Mom, the country is calling. The country... needs me! I must go! This is my duty!" Wang Shihu did not dare to look at the tears in his mother's eyes. He just banged his head hard on the house. There was a heavy thump on the wooden floor.

——If there is a war! Must be recalled! Ready at all the time!

This sentence was engraved in Wang Shihu's mind.

"I'm sorry, Mom!" was all he could say.

"Xiaohu, mom is confused. Xiaohu, stop knocking and get up quickly. Protecting our home and country is important!"

"Go pack your things, Xiaohu." Wang Ping said.

Wang Shihu walked out of the room. The woman turned to look at her husband tremblingly, with a cry in her voice: "Ping, I'm scared."

"It'll be okay." Wang Ping hugged his wife, but under the moonlight, his hands that were comforting her were trembling.

"Our country will not take the initiative to initiate a war. If there is a war, it must be invaded. Then Xiaohu must go no matter what. We sent Xiaohu to serve as a soldier, wasn't it just to let him serve the motherland?

If you cry like this, aren't you making the child more uncomfortable? Juan, stop crying. "

Wang Ping said silently, as if speaking to his wife, but also to himself.

"Well! I'm going to prepare Xiaohu's things for the road first!" The woman seemed to have accepted this reality, nodded, wiped away her tears, and left the room hastily.

Only Wang Ping was left in the room. He rubbed the corners of his eyes, then regained his composure and immediately followed out.

…

Twenty-three past midnight.

At the door of his home, Wang Shihu had already put on the backpack he carried when he retired from the army and put on his well-kept military uniform.

"Dad, Mom, I have to leave." Wang Shihu looked at a military vehicle parked on the road outside the door, turned back and said softly to the house.

"Don't worry, don't worry, Xiaohu, bring the fried dumplings. Mom wanted to make soup dumplings for you, but she was afraid it would be inconvenient to eat on the road, so she had to make this." The woman came forward carrying a large bag of fried dumplings. Handed it to Wang Shihu.

"Mom, why are you doing so much? I can't even finish two meals!" Wang Shihu said, dumbfounded.

"If you can't finish it, give it to the other children." The woman didn't care about this. She just felt that she didn't do enough. At this time, he carefully arranged the corners of his son's clothes, his eyes full of reluctance.

"Take this with you too." Wang Ping, who had just left home and just returned now, handed the bag in his hand to Wang Shihu.

"This is your second aunt's pickled mustard. There are always winter melons in the camp. If you want to eat it, cook it yourself, but we don't have time to cook it at home." Wang Ping said with a sullen face.

Wang Shihu was silent.

My father had just left home, and it turned out that it was for the mustard he had mentioned casually during the day.

"Dad, stop smoking, it's not good for your health." Wang Shihu said softly.

However, Wang Shihu didn't know that his father had quit smoking a long time ago - he hadn't smoked a cigarette in the more than a month since he came back.

What else could be the reason for breaking the precept today?

He didn't dare cry because he knew it would make his parents even more uncomfortable.

"I know, I know, don't worry about me, I'm annoyed when I see you, so hurry back to the team." Wang Ping said impatiently.

"Dad, Mom, after I leave, take good care of yourself. If you have any problems, ask your neighbors for help. You can also call me." Wang Shihu took a step toward the military vehicle and turned back.

"Of course we can take care of ourselves, but you can just take care of yourself." Wang Ping replied, and finally said with some sourness: "You are the only child in our family."

The implication is - come back alive.

Her mother said nothing because she had buried her face in her father's chest.

"I will definitely come back, Dad, Mom, don't worry." Wang Shihu's eyes turned red again.

"Um."

"Dad! Mom! I'm leaving!"

"Um!"

Wang Shihu walked towards the military vehicle.

"Little Tiger is gone, let's take another look at the child." Wang Ping said softly.

Only then did the woman dare to raise her head and look at her son's firm back, with tears in her eyes.

The driver of the military vehicle had already got out of the vehicle. While nodding towards Wang Shihu who was approaching, he bowed deeply towards the Wang family's parents.

Wang Shihu got on the car.

I saw a few familiar faces, all of whom had served as soldiers in the area and had some contact with each other.

"Tiger."

"You are all here, Brother Kai. I remember you have been discharged from the army for two years. You have been called." Wang Shihu smiled, and then took out the fried dumplings: "This is the fried dumpling prepared by my mother. , I have prepared a lot, let me share it with everyone, if you are hungry, take some to eat."

Everyone was silent.

They all took out bags of different colors.

"This is a bun made by my mother. She makes it a lot."

"This is a pastry made by my mother. It's enough for me to eat for three meals."

…

No one needs Wang Shihu's fried dumplings, because they all already carry their mother's love so heavy that it overflows.

"Do you know what we are going to do this time?" someone asked.

"I do not know."

"It always feels like there's going to be a war."

"I really don't want to fight."

"But if we really fight, we have to be at the front, right?"

"Yes, we swore an oath."