There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Miao Lishan didn't even think about it, and she shook her head: "Your dad won't agree!"

Zhou Jiao took her hand and asked softly: "Mom, can you understand me, right? With you at home, I can find my brother and them at ease."

Miao Lishan's eyes blushed when she heard the words, "The battlefield is dangerous, you will only drag your feet when you go unarmed. Listen to mom, don't go, we will wait at home."

Zhou Jiao took out a certificate from her pocket and handed it to her, "This is my second identity. I have long been a soldier. I have participated in several missions. Your daughter is not weak."

Zhou Jiao knew that she had exaggerated the facts, but as long as she showed her mother this level of identity, she would feel relieved to let herself leave. As for her father, she planned to leave a book.

When she followed the medical team out of the capital, even if her father knew it was too late. She has room for this trump card, and when it gets there, she is in the back, so there is no need to worry.

Zhou Jiao doesn't know if this battle will end in March like history, but she can't wait, even if she can't see them behind, she is satisfied.

Miao Lishan took the ID hesitantly, opened it and checked it carefully, and looked at her suspiciously, "It's not coaxing me, where can I find someone to ask for it?"

If it weren't for the timing, Zhou Jiao would have liked to knock her mother's mind. Can someone ask for this? Who would give yourself this identity so boldly?

She explained patiently: "Can this be a joke? If you don't believe it, you can go to the Security Bureau to check the number. Of course you can ask my dad in a few days."

Miao Lishan shook her head quickly, "I don't listen, I don't care, your dad can leave only if you agree with you, and two more provinces, do you know where Xiaowu is?...Ah, wait, I said I always feel that something has been forgotten..."

Zhou Jiao watched in surprise as she didn't finish her words, pushed herself and ran into the bedroom anxiously.

Which trick is this playing?

Don't you have to call in the study to tell her dad? !

After a while, Miao Lishan was holding a kraft paper envelope in one hand and patted her forehead in annoyance with the other hand and walked out of the bedroom.

Zhou Jiao looked at her suspiciously: Military orders are like a mountain. In order to prevent the disclosure of military secrets, no soldier is allowed to return from the front line. Could it be?

Miao Lishan looked at her daughter guiltily, "Jiaojiao, I gave these three letters to my mother five years ago, and I said that I will give you one every other week after he leaves, and my mother will forget."

Zhou Jiao looked at the envelope in her hand with bright eyes, smiled comfortingly at her, "What else did he say?"

"He is worried about you sneaking to the front line."

Zhou Jiao sighed secretly. The man who knew her best was the man who had already figured it out and was waiting for herself here.

Miao Lishan stuffed the letter to her, "I'm not using my brain lately. Give it all to you, lest I forget it again."

Unfolding the letter, Zhang Guoqing's familiar vigorous and powerful handwriting suddenly appeared in front of him, making Zhou Jiao's eyes red.

"My wife:..."

It was the man's usual tenderness and honey talk, Zhou Jiao took a hasty tour, knowing that it was because he was worried that he could not take care of his body after leaving.

The second letter: It should be that he had known the time of the war in advance, and worried that he would rush to the front line after he learned the news from the newspaper.

The content of the letter still repeats a few points he has told him in the past, and there is one more thing: Once the children are in trouble, he will immediately arrange for the military plane to be sent to the Beijing Military General Hospital.

On the capital side, her father was not convenient to come forward, and her mother lacked her resources in the hospital. Only if she stayed in Beijing can he stay in front of him with peace of mind.

This alone really moved Zhou Jiao's determination to leave.

Zhang Guoqing is right. With her master, let alone those brothers, if something happens, she has to invite the old seniors who don't come out.

Zhou Jiao squeezed the letter paper tightly, wishing that he would be right in front of him, biting him fiercely, calculating people all day long, and actually calculating on her head.

Miao Lishan pushed her worriedly.

Zhou Jiao shook her head, bit her lip, and continued to unfold the last letter. She already had a hunch that this guy was repeating the old story again.

Sure enough!

This letter continues the style of the previous one, and the two pages full of paper are full of topics about whether she is in Beijing or abroad.

Miao Lishan looked at her frowning brows, and asked again with fear: "Jiaojiao, what did Xiao Wu say? There is nothing to hide from us, right?"

Zhou Jiao put down her hand feebly, sighed deeply, and shook her head at her, "He asked me to have something to post. People still have to stay at home."

Zhou Jiao didn't dare to tell her mother too much, she didn't even dare to show her the content of the letter.

Zhang Guoqing analyzed all the serious situations and gave examples of the measures she should take when she is stationed in the capital.

He won!

Zhou Jiao couldn't imagine how uneasy her mother would feel after reading this letter, she couldn't afford to make her mother regain some energy after all.

"That's good." Miao Lishan breathed a sigh of relief, "Listen to Xiao Wu, we are waiting for the call at home. With your dad and Xiao Wu, it will be fine, and it will be fine."

Zhou Jiao nodded fiercely with approval. What else? She can only wait at home.

Time passed day by day in the fear of the mother and daughter.

It was the end of February in a blink of an eye.

That night, the phone in the study suddenly rang, and Zhou Jiao ran in all the way in shock, she didn't dare to breathe when she picked up the phone.

Zhou Xiaozheng's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Is it Jiaojiao?"

Zhou Jiao held her breath, opened her mouth, and asked carefully: "Dad, it's me."

"Oh, you and your mother are going to the main hospital now..."

Zhou Jiao felt that her eyes were dark, and shook her head vigorously, "Dad, who is it?"

"Cheng family boy. I am still undergoing surgery in the main hospital..."

Zhou Jiao felt relieved when she heard the words, and she suddenly felt the sky spinning in front of her, and the telephone tube fell off her hand. If it weren't for Miao Lishan to hold her in time, she had fallen to the ground.

She moved back in confusion, remembering that her father's chair was behind her.

Miao Lishan quickly answered the phone, "Brother Zheng, our Jiaojiao expressions are a bit wrong. To make a long story short, are our children okay?"

"Don't worry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They are all very good. It doesn't matter if Jiaojiao wants to be, this stupid kid should be scared, you should make a cup of brown sugar water to feed her, then call Dr. Zheng and ask him to come to Jiaojiao. Take a good look.

I got news just now that the Cheng family boy is currently undergoing surgery in the General Hospital. I can't walk away for a while. You will go to the Military General Hospital on my behalf to see if my aunt and the others need help. "

Zhou Jiao, who was limp in the chair, closed her eyes tightly at this moment, trying to inhale slowly and steadily through her mouth and nose, and then slowly exhale through her mouth.

——Her father, you can speak without panting now, she was almost scared to death by her old man just now!

"Okay, leave it to me." Miao Lishan hung up the phone in a hurry, quickly soaked a cup of brown sugar water, and poured Zhou Jiao's head into her mouth.

"Your dad has always praised you for being smart. I have never seen anyone stupid than you. You can't listen to your dad's tone? I can hear it all on the side."

"It makes you have a bad appetite and makes you unable to eat. Now it's okay. If I don't support you, I will see if you fall into disarray." There is room for rebirth in the 1950s.