1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

When Yu Lang and Du Yimeng came back from the capital, they each had a small bag, but when they left, they had three large bags.

Two of the big bags were filled with food, representing the deep love from both sides of the family.

Yu Hongru accompanied the young couple to the soft sleeper compartment, mainly because there were too many things and Yu Lang only had two hands.

As for letting women carry things, that never happens in his family. Only incompetent men would let women carry heavy things.

"Da Meng, when you arrive in the capital, write a letter to let us know you're safe, so your mother and I can rest assured." Yu Hongru kept on talking, portraying the role of an old father who was worried about his children traveling vividly.

"Don't talk to strangers. What if they are bad people?" While Yu Hongru was speaking, he glanced coldly at the middle-aged man in the box out of the corner of his eye.

This person had been staring at him since he entered the box, his eyes fixed on him like he couldn't pull them away.

He really couldn't stand a grown man looking at him like that.

He shook off the goose bumps all over his body. Could this person be seriously ill?

If it weren't for the other person's thin body, he really wanted to let the other person try the power of his iron fist.

The woman next to the middle-aged man pulled him back, feeling a little apprehensive. No matter what others thought, she felt uneasy seeing her husband staring at someone like that.

Thinking about her husband's crybaby habit, she wondered whether she had married her husband or her sister for all these years.

Yu Lang also noticed the abnormality of the middle-aged man, and moved his feet towards Du Yimeng.

"Okay, I'll listen to Dad!" Du Yimeng nodded obediently. This sounded very familiar. Yu Lang often said this to her.

"Company Commander?" the middle-aged man shouted excitedly, his eyes instantly red.

This is what the company commander told him when he stayed behind to recuperate.

Several people's eyes fell on the middle-aged man, looking at him with questioning expressions.

Yu Hongru turned around in confusion. Could he be calling him?

He hasn't been a company commander for many years...

"Who are you?" Yu Hongru stared at the middle-aged man. He looked familiar, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Company commander, I'm Bao Shiqing!" The middle-aged man, Bao Shiqing, had tears in his eyes and his voice was choked with sobs when he said his name.

"Crybaby?" A name appeared in Yu Hongru's mind. It was a soldier he once served under.

In those days, wars were always full of casualties. They were so preoccupied with fighting the enemy that they had no time to grieve. But he, on the other hand, would weep bitterly when a brother died.

He was the type who cried loudly, and his last name was Bao, so everyone gave him the affectionate nickname "Crybaby".

Later, when he was injured and asked to stay with ordinary people to recuperate, he cried bitterly, as if they were going to abandon him.

The three words "crybaby" made Bao Shiqing pause for a moment, and then the tears in his eyes burst out.

When he was in the army, he was very resistant to this nickname, but no one called him that anymore.

He also longed for someone to call him by a nickname. It was not until then that he realized how happy it was to have someone call him by a nickname.

"Company Commander, do you still remember me?" Bao Shiqing couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears while holding Yu Hongru in one hand. He was obviously a middle-aged man, but he cried like a wronged child.

For a moment, the box was filled with Bao Shiqing's loud crying, and anyone who heard it would be moved.

No matter how curious the other people in the car were, they just took a look and left.

They felt that watching the fun was disrespectful to the two veterans.

The woman next to Bao Shiqing was his wife Qian Donghua. She forced herself to suppress the twitching corners of her mouth. The meeting between the old comrades was indeed touching.

But the prerequisite is that we can be a little more reserved and cry less loudly.

In their home, they cannot mention their son and comrades. He will cry when he thinks of his son, and cry even harder when he thinks of his comrades. When he thinks of his dead comrades, he will cry heart-wrenchingly, the kind that cannot be comforted.

She suppressed the tears from her eyes. Meeting her former comrade on the train meant that today was a good day. Let him cry if he wanted!

"Company commander, I wrote many letters to you, but they were either returned or fell into oblivion. I thought you all... I didn't expect that you were still alive. It's great... so great..." Bao Shiqing said while crying.

"There were wars every day at that time, and the troops were disbanded and reorganized. Didn't I ask you to recover from your injuries and come find us? Where have you been all these years?" Yu Hongru asked with a choked voice.

Then he paused holding Bao Shiqing's hand, pushed him away, and looked down. Finally, he was stunned, and his eyes became redder and redder.

He clearly remembered that Bao Shiqing was shot in the abdomen, so how come his arm was gone?

The worst thing was that I didn’t recognize him just now and even misunderstood him.

"It's okay. I lost my arm, but I'm still alive." Bao Shiqing still had tears on his face, but he was smiling. This was why he later retired from the army.

Without a hand, he is useless. Not only can he not hold a gun, he might even become a burden to his brothers.

Besides, he only lost an arm. Compared with his comrades who died, he was very lucky.

"It's good to be alive!" Yu Hongru murmured after a long time.

Just then, the broadcast on the train sounded, and the train was about to leave, and all the comrades who were seeing them off were asked to get off.

Yu Hongru touched his pocket, wanting to leave his address to Bao Shiqing, but found that he didn't bring a pen.

"Old Bao, these are my two children. Please leave your address to them and I will write to you. Remember, don't forget, I will write to you later." The broadcast sounded again, and Yu Hongru had no choice but to get off the car.

Looking at Bao Shiqing, whose hair was a little gray, he swallowed back the word "crybaby".

"Child..." Bao Shiqing trembled his lips, murmured the word "child", and suddenly woke up as if from a dream.

He was about to chase Yu Hongru, but he saw that he had already walked out of the carriage. He immediately turned around and ran to the train window.

"Company commander, child..." Bao Shiqing wiped away his tears fiercely, quickly stuck his head out of the car window and shouted loudly.

"Company commander, I raised the child..." Looking at Yu Hongru standing on the platform, he shouted anxiously.

"What child?" Yu Hongru's face was confused for a moment, and then he ran over here.

He dared to swear in front of the Yu family's ancestral tablets that he had never been with any lesbian before getting married...

Ugh...what is he thinking?

"The child, my sister-in-law's child... I raised the child, and the child is now successful..." Bao Shiqing was so excited that his words were a little incoherent.

"Sister-in-law? Which sister-in-law? Please be clear." Yu Hongru asked anxiously while running quickly after the train.

It was winter, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

When Bao Shiqing was in the company, he was the youngest soldier in the company. If all his brothers were alive, he would have more than 100 sisters-in-law, so which sister-in-law is this?