Night Listen: My old squad leader

Author:Karakon Guardian Time:2022.06.21

My old monitor

Author | Yao Ting

When my mother said that when I was born, her face was covered with wrinkles, and her hair was sticky on her head. She didn't even want to look at me. But my old squad leader was carefully hugged, so happy like a child.

At the age of four or five, I like to lie on the roof the most, watch the bright starry sky, listen to my mother's story of the old squad leader, and listen to the story of the old squad leader told the troops.

The old squad leader always cleaned the house with a dust. Sometimes my mother and I used things to put something. He always returned to the original place. When the old monitor was sleeping, he always stacked his clothes neatly and placed it at the end of the bed. For decades, for decades, Such as one day; starting with me, the old squad leader has been helping others. Whoever has difficulties will find him. He always has a way to solve it ... Mom said that this is a habit of making him a discipline. I think the army is a magical place.

The family preserved the honorary certificate of the old class, which was his most beautiful youth in the army. At the beginning, there was a chance to send school to school in front of the old class, but he chose to leave, which became the biggest regret in his heart.

At the age of 18, I signed up to join the army with my longing for the troops and the old squad leader's dream. On the day when I sent me to the army, the old class had tears under the rain, and her mother said that it was her first time she saw the old squad leader. In the year of graduation, the old class of the old class was 28 years old, and I was only 5 years. I prepared the political birthday card of the party member for him, and he said excitedly, "This is good, this is good." In his heart, the party and the country will always be the first place.

One day when he graduated, the old squad leader accidentally had a car accident, and his leg was tightly stuck in the squeeze and deformed cab. When the old squad leader was pushed out of the rescue room, his mother was crying. After he woke up, he kept instruction: "Don't let the children know, the exam is fast."

The doctor said that the old squad leader was difficult to stand up in the future. I couldn't imagine how they spent that time. But I believe that the old squad leader trained by the troops will not be defeated by difficulties. After day after day, he can finally walk slowly with a cane.

I saw the old monitor again. Many months later, he pretended to walk calmly, but I found strange. Under my repeated asking, my mother told me the truth. I tears and can't calm down for a long time.

If the mother is a harbor that we can avoid the wind at any time, then the father is more like a boat carrying us to go to the sea to push us into the way far. Fortunately, I am the daughter of the old monitor. Fortunately, my father is the monitor.