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Chapter 212 Reply
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!" The younger sister Yuanxiu stood on tiptoe and stretched out her arms, knocking on the door of Lin's house.

"Xiao Yuanxiu, what are you doing here?" Caiyun, the maid of the Lin family who came to open the door, saw that it was Yuanxiu and asked with a smile.

After frequent visits, the Lin family is very familiar with Li Chong's little sister.

"I'm here to deliver the letter." The little girl also accepted the letter at all, and said crisply, raising the letter in Yang's hand.

Lin Wanru, who came home from Huamei School after school, was sitting on the sofa talking with her mother, when she heard the movement outside and came out, she saw the letter in Li Yuanxiu's hand.

That's something I look forward to every day.

"Sister Lin, here it is."

After the little girl gave the letter in her hand to Lin Wanru, she ran into the living room of the Lin family's villa without saying hello.

There is never a shortage of delicious food on the tea table of the Lin family, and the little girl's cute and friendly face is the best weapon to attack Lin's mother, as long as she comes, she will be warmly received.

"This guy, he didn't keep his word, and finally a letter came." Lin Wanru couldn't wait to enter the living room, and opened the letter in the yard, muttering dissatisfiedly in her mouth.

In addition to some words of love for his sons and daughters, Li Chong also wrote about his promotion.Coincidentally, in the two letters, Li Chong didn't mention anything about his battle at Coffin Mountain, because he didn't want to worry those close to him.However, it is impossible to be promoted for no reason. Combined with the information heard in the rear, Lin Wanru, who is quick-witted, has roughly guessed that he must be on the battlefield. In addition, Li Chong is from the Ninth War Zone. In the battle of Nanchang fought some time ago in the theater.

In the living room of the Lin family's new house, the younger sister Yuanxiu ate and took, and finally shook her head reluctantly and refused Lin's mother's continuous good intentions, and said in a childish voice, "I can't eat any more, every time I write a letter, my brother must I eat less sugar, or I will have a toothache when I grow up."

"Little Yuanxiu, how many toffees have you been greedy for today? Can you share some with your sister?" Lin Wanru walked briskly to her mother, knelt down and pinched Yuanxiu's face and asked.Then he deliberately opened Li Yuanxiu's pockets to see how much was inside.

The little girl Yuanxiu first blocked the pocket with her little hand, then reached into the pocket to fumble for a bit, and finally took out a piece of toffee from the pocket generously and put it in Lin Wanru's hand.

"But one piece is not enough, why don't you give me two pieces?"

After Lin Wanru peeled off the toffee in her hand and put it in her mouth, she continued to bend her eyes to stare at the pocket of little sister Yuanxiu. Obviously, Lin Wanru was in a good mood when she received the letter, and was in the mood to joke with little Yuanxiu.

Yuan Xiu's small face suddenly panicked, she opened her small hands to cover her pockets, bent down to block Lin Wanru's sight, and shook her head repeatedly, saying, "Not many, and I don't have many left."

Lin's mother hugged Yuanxiu and said with a smile, "Your elder sister Lin is blackmailing you. Auntie has a lot of them at home."

The little girl Yuanxiu lowered her head in embarrassment when she heard the words, a little embarrassed for her stinginess just now.Then he rolled his eyes, opened his pockets with his hands and took a look, then shook his head again and said in an old man's tone, "Not much, not much! How much? Not much."

He was young, but his words were very polite, which immediately made everyone in the Lin family laugh.

Even Lin's father, who just got out of the car after finishing a day's work and walked into the living room, laughed.

The living room of the Lin family was full of joy.

Mother Lin liked it more and more, "Look, at such an age, you only learn these pedantic things. Tomorrow, I will give her mother some advice. Don't let such a well-behaved and spiritual child learn those pedantic things."

Li Chong's mother, Chen Yueying, was seven years older than Lin's mother. In view of the current relationship between the two families, the parents of the two parties, especially the two mothers, were quite familiar with each other.

Lin Yuan saw the letter in his daughter's hand and said, "This is a letter from the Li family boy."

Lin Wanru nodded and said happily, "Dad, you probably won't be able to call him a boy soon, he is now the head of the lieutenant colonel."

"Oh? You got promoted so fast?" Father Lin exclaimed in surprise, and Mother Lin, who was sitting by the side hugging her younger sister Yuanxiu, was also very surprised.

"Yes, the head of the main regiment of the national army." Lin Wanru replied proudly, she was proud of the person she had chosen. In the age of war, girls love heroes, and they even admire those generals who have emerged from the flames of war.

When she was studying at Huamei School, ever since Li Chong walked into the girls' school wearing a military uniform and the rank of major to look for Lin Wanru, the classmates around Lin Wanru would show envious expressions when talking and laughing with her.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful you are, I won't be my son-in-law by then, so I can still call him Li Xiaozi!" Father Lin sat down on the sofa and said in an old godly way, then patted his younger sister Yuanxiu's head and lowered his head and asked, "Xiao Yuanxiu, don't you think so?"

The little girl Yuanxiu rolled her eyes nimbly, then nodded heavily, "Yeah!"

"Dad!" Seeing this, Lin Wanru blushed and then kicked upstairs.

Back in the study, read the letter again from the beginning to the end, put it in the drawer under the dresser, and then took out the letter paper from the side to reply.

First of all, express your heartfelt feelings, and your words are indispensable.Then the style of the pen changed and wrote, and put it in the aspect of war:
"Wars are dangerous. "Central Daily" vigorously publicized the deeds of the 89th Regiment on Coffin Mountain, and there were only five people left in the end. The rear admired them, and I admired them too, but I was also very worried about you. I am very afraid that you are going to charge. I will quietly tell you a trick. When you are on the battlefield and you are about to charge, you can let go of your voice and shout, but you can’t take too big steps. You must lag behind others, you know? ?."

Coincidentally, his father, Li Derun, also wrote when replying to the letter on the table, ".These days there are people doing white things on the mountain every day. My son, as a father, I don't ask you to be rich and rich. I hope you will be fine. There is no eye for bullets, but one must have sharp eyesight and must not fight desperately. The best way to survive is to lie down and pretend to be dead when the situation is not good. Living is not ashamed!"

Thousands of miles away.

In the main room of the regiment headquarters on the main peak of Meiling, three oil lamps were lit, and the room was covered with smoked yellow lights.In addition to lighting indoors, open flames are not allowed outdoors. Even the cooking team digs caves to light fires, trying to avoid direct exposure of bright light to the night.

The Devil's Airplane in the post hole today also reminded Li Chong that it would be troublesome if the open flames caught the Devil's Airplane's attention.Although the foliage was lush, Meiling was very dark at night, and it was difficult for the bonfire to pierce the darkness, but Li Chong wanted to start with these small things to cultivate a cautious attitude among the officers and soldiers of the whole regiment.

(End of this chapter)