Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

The afterglow of the setting sun is like a beautiful ribbon, swaying slightly in the sky.

When it was time to get off work, the workers at the steel mill went home.

"Chief Li, see you tomorrow!"

Along the way, many workers greeted Li Changyi.

Some time ago, the steel rolling mill successfully achieved joint operation.

The former factory director Lou Bancheng retired to the second line, and the newly appointed factory director Yang made him concurrently serve as the head of the security department.

Li Changyi was originally the head of the Supply and Marketing Department, which made him even more respected in the factory.

But he did not feel happy, instead he felt a little worried.

Li Changyi was not sure whether Director Yang valued him so much out of respect for his son.

After all, the news of Li Xiangyang's promotion to division commander had already spread throughout the courtyard.

Li Changyi is just an ordinary person without a very shrewd political mind. His only worry is whether he will have a bad influence on his son.

Just yesterday, his wife Cui Xiulan was also promoted to the propaganda group leader of the street women's federation.

Happy events happened one after another, but Li Changyi just couldn't be happy.

On the way home, he met Liu Haizhong.

"Brother Li, what a coincidence!"

Liu Haizhong looked very happy, and anyone who saw him would know that good things had happened to him recently.

A few days ago, the steel rolling mill conducted a worker rating process, and he successfully became a level seven fitter.

Because of this incident, Liu Haizhong has been in a particularly good mood recently and has beaten his son less often.

Although he and Yi Zhonghai got along well on the surface, they often competed with each other secretly.

The two men had similar skills and were both veterans in the factory, but Yi Zhonghai was a level 7 fitter while he was only a level fitter.

Now, he has become a level 7 fitter and can finally hold his head high.

Liu Hai had many disciples, and after hearing about this, they all congratulated him.

In comparison, Yi Zhonghai's last rating as a level 7 fitter seemed particularly deserted.

Except Jia Dongxu, almost no one congratulated him.

Therefore, Yi Zhonghai has been in a very bad mood recently.

Liu Haizhong saw it and felt very sarcastic in his heart.

It's your fault that you always keep things to yourself, you deserve it!

"Brother Li, you don't look very well. Did something happen to you?"

Liu Haizhong asked with concern.

In the entire courtyard, the only person he took seriously was Li Changyi.

On the one hand, Li Changyi had fought against the Japanese before and was a very capable man.

On the other hand, it is also because Li Changyi holds a high position in the steel rolling mill.

Therefore, Liu Haizhong really wanted to establish a good relationship with him to see if he could help him improve himself.

"Nothing."

Li Changyi shook his head.

Seeing that Li Changyi was not going to say anything, Liu Haizhong had no choice but to give up.

"Brother Li, my eldest son has been admitted to a technical secondary school. I plan to set up a banquet in a couple of days. You must come and show your favor!"

Li Changyi nodded, "Don't worry, I will definitely go."

Liu Haizhong saw that Li Changyi was in a bad mood, so he tactfully left first.

Looking at his departing back, Li Changyi frowned.

It is indeed something worth celebrating that Liu Haizhong's son was admitted to a technical secondary school.

But when will his son come back?

Li Changyi's heart sank suddenly when he thought about how he and his wife had both been promoted recently.

Could something have happened to Xiangyang? !

His face looked very grim, and he thought of all kinds of bad possibilities.

At this moment--

"The soldiers have returned home!"

"The warriors are back!"

Li Changyi's head buzzed and he froze in place.

The soldiers returned home?

"Comrade, comrade!"

He quickly grabbed someone and asked, "You just said that the soldiers are back from the front line?"

"Yeah! Someone saw it at the train station!"

The man looked Li Changyi up and down, and seeing that he looked unusual, he immediately guessed something, "Brother, your child has also joined the army, right?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Then you should hurry back, maybe your child has already arrived home!"

Li Changyi got on his bicycle and went home without saying a word.

But his left foot was inconvenient, and in his excitement, he missed a step and fell.

"boom!"

Li Changyi fell heavily to the ground, and his clothes were immediately covered with dirt.

"Brother, slow down!"

The passerby kindly helped him up.

Li Changyi thanked him and was about to ride his bike again.

"Brother, forgive me for being so talkative, but you have to be mentally prepared!"

The pedestrian hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but speak.

"What, what's wrong?"

Li Changyi was stunned for a moment.

"I heard from others that many young soldiers were injured, some with missing arms or legs. You..."

Before he could finish his words, Li Changyi rode away on his bike.

"Alas, alas, I haven't finished what I was saying yet!"

He called out several more times, but found that Li Changyi had no intention of stopping, but rode even faster.

Li Changyi was no longer as calm as usual and rode very fast.

He didn't feel tired at all, and didn't even notice that his clothes were soaked with sweat.

The whistling sound of the wind blew past his ears, and the voices of passers-by seemed to be blocked by something and could not be heard clearly.

Ten minutes later, he returned to the courtyard.

"Squeak!"

The bicycle braked sharply and stopped suddenly.

Li Changyi didn't even bother to take care of the car and hurried home.

"boom!"

He opened the door and walked in.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?!"

Cui Xiulan, who was cooking, noticed that her husband was covered in dirt and immediately asked worriedly.

Li Changyi didn't answer. He looked around the room one by one but didn't see his son.

"What are you looking for?"

Cui Xiulan put down what she was holding and walked over.

"Son, my son hasn't come back yet?"

Li Changyi asked, panting.

"My son is back?"

Cui Xiulan was shocked at first, then she was overjoyed.

"Someone on the road said that the soldiers on the front line have returned home..."

Before Li Changyi could finish his words, Cui Xiulan suddenly ran out.

"What are you doing?"

Li Changyi quickly grabbed her.

"I'm going to the station to pick up my son!"

Cui Xiulan said excitedly.

"Don't go, your son might already be on his way back."

Li Changyi suddenly remembered what the passerby said, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Xiu Lan, you have to be mentally prepared, our son may..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a familiar male voice coming from the door.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

Li Changyi's body suddenly stiffened and he slowly turned his head.

Li Xiangyang was seen standing at the door, smiling at them.

"My son!"

Cui Xiulan cried out and rushed forward.

"Mother, I am an unfilial son..."

Li Xiangyang hugged Cui Xiulan and tears began to flow.

Seeing this scene, Li Changyi moved his feet, as if wanting to step forward.

But in the end, he still stood there.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

He, who is always calm, couldn't help but say it twice.

"Dad, what did you do?"

Li Xiangyang noticed that Li Changyi was covered in dust and asked quickly.

"It's okay, I just fell accidentally."

Li Changyi said.

As to why he fell, he did not say a word.

Perhaps, this is the father's way of expressing his love.

They are not good at expressing themselves, but they always give the deepest love inadvertently.