The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 550 The son wants to be filial, but he won't wait for his relatives!

In the morning, Ding Xiaojun took Liu Jiang into the experimental ammunition operation warehouse of the underground warehouse. In Ding Xiaojun's words, he had to practice more, otherwise, he would be completely unfamiliar.

As the former chief technical engineer, Liu Jiang naturally had him as the chief trumpeter. Although Ding Xiaojun was used to working alone, he still reviewed the process of being the deputy trumpeter when he was just in the company.

One morning, the two carried out the part of the filling operation without any haste. The reason for filling was because Ding Xiaojun trained alone in the past and disassembled it, and the follow-up filling work had not been completed yet.

At noon, the two walked out of the underground warehouse. The outside was much hotter than the underground warehouse. As soon as they came out, the hot wind blew, making people feel a little uncomfortable.

Liu Jiang took off his camouflage hat and fanned himself: "This morning was very fulfilling, but it was not easy. I don't even remember how long I haven't done this kind of homework."

"Isn't it very emotional?"

"What does it feel like? It's just tired. Really, I don't want to do anything now, I don't even want to move."

Ding Xiaojun pulled Liu Jiang: "Okay, let's go, we still have lunch."

Liu Jiang didn't move, he was really tired.

"Let me rest for a while."

"Are you really not leaving?"

Facing Ding Xiaojun's straightforward questioning, Liu Jiang felt a little helpless.

People are tired, can't rest, isn't this a personal opinion, I'm talking, here, I am of a higher level than Ding Xiaojun.

He wanted to rest, but he didn't want to. He had never heard of people being able to forcibly stop people from resting.

"You are awesome, I won't argue with you, just leave." Liu Jiang looked at Ding Xiaojun's cannibalistic eyes and chose to compromise.

"Old Liu, don't think I'm annoying, I'm also doing it for your own good."

Ding Xiaojun went straight to the duty room, and Liu Jiang followed behind him, somewhat reluctantly.

After returning to the duty room, Ding Xiaojun ignored Liu Jiang, bent down and took the yellow washbasin under Liu Jiang's bed, and walked out.

"What are you doing, what are you doing with my washbasin?"

Ding Xiaojun walked out without turning his head.

"Crazy, don't you have a washbasin yourself? You must use mine."

Liu Jiang muttered to the back of Ding Xiaojun going out, then stretched out his hand to press on his leg, rubbing the sore muscles on his leg vigorously with his hand.

"I'm really not young anymore. I've only been working for a long time, and I can't stand it."

Liu Jiang was thinking in his heart. At this moment, he remembered his footsteps at the door again. He hurriedly put on an indifferent look, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window.

Ding Xiaojun came in with a basin of water, which was still steaming, so he knew it was hot water.

"Don't be brave, I can see you rubbing your feet, is it sore or sore?"

Ding Xiaojun put the washbasin on the edge of the bed where Liu Jiang was sitting, and after putting it away, he didn't get up, but stretched out his hand to grab Liu Jiang's feet.

Liu Jiang shrank his legs subconsciously.

"Little Ding, what are you doing?"

"What can I do? Of course I'll soak your feet. You must be very tired this morning. How can I not know? You're not me, and your homework has become a habit."

While Ding Xiao was talking, he reached out and grabbed Liu Jiang's calf.

Liu Jiang bent down and reached out to grab Ding Xiaojun's hand, but he refused.

Ding Xiaojun raised his head and glared at Liu Jiang: "You old man, why are you acting like a little girl, you are still coy, let go, hurry up."

"I... my feet stink..." Liu Jiang replied grumblingly.

Ding Xiaojun pulled out a hand, and patted Liu Jiang's hand twice: "Let go, the smell will stop soaking up, let go quickly, or your leg will be sore for several times God."

Liu Jiang looked a little embarrassed, but he still let go.

Ding Xiaojun untied Liu Jiang's shoelaces, took off his shoes, took off his socks, and then pressed Liu Jiang's feet into the washbasin.

"Hot! Hot! Hot!" Liu Jiang said, his legs struggling to go out.

Ding Xiaojun slapped Liu Jiang's leg.

"Hold it, you'll get used to it right away."

"It's really hot, let go..."

"Virtue, I can't bear it."

Ding Xiaojun let go of Liu Jiang's legs, and Liu Jiang lifted his feet into the air at once.

Ding Xiao didn't look at him, and walked straight to the edge of the chair and sat down.

Liu Jiang glanced at Ding Xiaojun, put his foot in the basin again, but immediately lifted it up again, and after repeating this several times, he finally put his foot in the basin.

He might have gotten used to the current temperature, or maybe after repeated several times, the water cooled down.

Liu Jiang raised his hand and smoothed the short hair on his forehead, his expression was a little gloomy: "Xiao Ding, I have lived for more than 40 years, and you are the first person besides my parents to help me take off my shoes and soak my feet."

"Tch, you're feeling sorry for it, you just didn't want to."

Liu Jiang raised his head slightly, turned his eyes to the window, and said deeply: "I'm not feeling sorry, but I suddenly remembered my parents. When I was young, they also used your stern attitude to make me wash my feet. Now think about it, how could you be so stubborn when you were young?"

"If you miss your parents, then call or write a letter to them. If it doesn't work, you will take a vacation and spend more time with the elderly when you go back."

Ding Xiaojun replied with a smile on his face. When it came to his parents, Ding Xiaojun would not say anything disrespectful. That would be too hurtful.

"My parents are gone."

Liu Jiang's last sentence put the topic to death, and Ding Xiaojun didn't know how to answer it.

"When they were there, I didn't know how to cherish them, and I ignored them too much. Later, I became a father. You know, I had children very late. When I understood the hard work of being a parent, I wanted to look back. When entering the filial piety, they were all gone."

Liu Jiang seems to be talking to himself, but also talking about his feelings.

He stopped talking, and the atmosphere became dead silent.

Ding Xiaojun stood up, patted Liu Jiang on the shoulder, then turned around and walked outside. When he reached the door, he stopped for a while.

"I'll cook, you soak it up and clean it up yourself."

Liu Jiang didn't say anything, and Ding Xiaojun left without waiting for his answer.

The son wants to be filial, but the relatives will not wait!

Honoring parents is our traditional virtue for thousands of years.

But the reality is different from the past, especially men in military armor, they are different from the world, because of their own heavy responsibility, they want to be filial, but it is difficult to achieve it.

Ding Xiaojun went to the cooking class, washed the vegetables, cut the meat, and made some miscellaneous food. After the meat was fried, he added water, and then stewed the vegetables and the miscellaneous food together in one pot.

(End of this chapter)