Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1769 Father's Responsibility

Lin.

The desk lamp illuminates a small space, but it cannot penetrate the heart.

Father Lin sat at the desk, his eyes dull, staring blankly ahead.

Lin's mother sat on the other side, also looking dazed, as if she couldn't believe it.

After getting the news today, they thought it was a joke.

They know their own son well. Even though he is a bit of a bastard, in this military family compound, every child is lawless.

If there is any fault, it is that my son has not integrated into the circle of the compound.

Even in my own small circle, I couldn't fit in.

You know, the circles in the compound are like concentric circles. The one in the center is naturally the one with the highest status, then there is another circle close to the center, another circle outside, and another circle at the outermost edge.

Even within the same circle, there are several smaller circles of varying sizes.

These circles may not be a big deal in the eyes of our parents. After all, everyone came out of the same trench and don’t have so many concerns about each other.

But the next generation doesn’t think so.

Especially for those who grew up in such an environment, this circle has been imprinted in their bones since childhood, which is the same as the relationship between villages in the countryside.

The difference is that it is more obvious in this military family compound.

The reason why they were disappointed in their son Lin Shen was because he was out of place.

If they fail to integrate into the circle of the compound, they will have no one to rely on when they grow up. Who will use the connections that their generation has worked so hard to build?
Now that my son is gone, what’s the use of all these connections?
The two of them sat there quietly until now, in silence, dead stillness.

"Boss, please think of a solution. We only have one son."

Mother Lin couldn't help but speak, tears falling as she spoke.

"What else can I think of?"

Father Lin lowered his head and his eyes became red.

"I've thought about everything I should think about."

"We have found everything we can."

“But this time, we...”

Father Lin spoke word by word, with a flash of pain in his eyes.

"Xiao He, tell me, am I wrong?"

"My mind is now filled with images of Linlin as a child. I..."

Before he could finish, Father Lin covered his face and started crying.

It is painful for the elderly to see the young die.

Mother Lin sobbed and lay on the table, crying.

bang bang
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The two men calmed down, and then Father Lin got up and opened the door.

Standing at the door was an old man with a flat head, a resolute face and a slightly serious expression.

"Old Liu!"

"Ok!"

After a brief greeting, the old man came into the house.

"Brother Lao Liu, you are here~"

Mother Lin spoke in a tearful voice while father Lin was preparing to make tea.

"Don't bother, I have to go back soon."

Father Lin's hands paused, and Mother Lin's heart skipped a beat.

The other party's attitude was beyond their expectations.

"Lao Lin, let me tell you what I heard first."

Old Liu spoke calmly, and Lin's father sat beside him, listening carefully.

"The main task this time is Commander Chen, you are aware of this."

The two men nodded. If it weren't for Old Chen leading the way, they would have rushed into the machinery factory long ago.

But it was because Old Chen was leading the group that they became nervous. Everyone knew about Old Chen's past.

Although he has focused his efforts on domestic economic development in recent years, his former reputation is still so great that it terrifies the enemies.

"Of course, he is only the host in public. In fact, the two parties have reached a consensus in private."

"What?"

Father Lin was suddenly shocked.

Even Lin's mother found it incredible. She had privately established a friendship with the Coordination Office and had helped complete many things.

This kind of thing of stabbing someone in the back probably won't happen.

Seeing the two of them like this, Lao Liu sighed, “This matter involves too many places, and the arrests have not stopped yet.”

"Some people want to use this as an opportunity to remove the rotten flesh and restore order, and naturally some people will take advantage of this opportunity to place their trusted followers and control the situation."

"You guys, understand."

Father Lin and Mother Lin looked at each other, and there was sadness in their eyes.

In the game between the two sides, they are the sacrificial pawns.

"Lao Liu, tell me what we should do."

Father Lin gritted his teeth and said, "As long as I can save his life, I will risk my life's honor."

Hearing this, Mr. Liu sighed and shook his head, "It can't be saved."

"Xiao Lin made a huge mistake this time. Do you know how much money they made and how much supplies they spent through this route?"

"In order to deliver supplies to the disaster area some time ago, even the rice grains in the cracks of the warehouse were dug out. You can imagine the meaning of this."

"This incident has caused a stir in the upper echelons, and calls for severe punishment have been heard one after another, especially from the middle-class majority. No one dares to confront them."

Old Liu said so much in one breath, and his meaning was very clear.

People cannot be saved.

Mother Lin covered her face with her hands, feeling extremely regretful.

"Ugh!"

"Lao Lin, you have to be prepared too."

Lao Liu stood up and prepared to leave, leaving a word before leaving.

Father Lin sat in the chair in a daze and did not stand up to see him off.

That last sentence is obvious.

The child does not teach, the father too.

When his child commits this kind of crime, he, as a father, must also bear the consequences.

Besides, after this happened, his position was no longer suitable.

He had anticipated all this.

After Lao Liu left, Lin's father stood up tremblingly, then walked to his wife, reaching out to touch his lover who had been with him for many years. "Don't cry, dear!"

Mother Lin raised her head and then threw herself into Father Lin's arms.

"Boss, what should we do? Let's do it."

Mother Lin cried and felt helpless.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Tomorrow, I will make arrangements for you. You can go to the south first and visit your hometown."

Father Lin's voice was very calm, but Mother Lin heard it to have a different meaning.

She looked up at her man. "Boss, you..."

"I am fine."

"Over the years, I failed to discipline my child and let him go down this path. I am sorry for him, and I am sorry for you too."

"Now, I have to fulfill my responsibilities as a father."

Father Lin showed a smile of being the master of the house, but in the eyes of Mother Lin, Father Lin's hair, which was originally only gray, turned white visibly.
"I'm not going!"

Mother Lin shook her head gently and reached out to touch Father Lin's white hair. "When have we ever been apart in all these years?"

"Also, without my son and you, where can I go?"

"I might as well stay by your side. Wherever you go, I'll go!"

Father Lin suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, then we, husband and wife, will try again for our son."

"Ok!"

The next morning, Yang Xiaotao heard the sound of Ran Qiuye getting up and cooking.

I couldn't sleep either, so I got up and helped clean up the yard.

There was a light cool breeze in the early morning, blowing the cucumber vines not far away, making them sway. Xiaowei, who was lying on them, felt like it was autumn.

Xiaowei has been by his side these two days, but because of the arrest, Yang Xiaotao rarely communicates with her.

Most of the time she absorbed energy alone.

Of course, Xiao Wei followed the whole process during the arrest, but she didn't have the chance to take action.

After I came back last night, I used the night time to work on the vegetables and fruits in the yard.

I don’t know about other things, but there are a lot more ripe tomatoes in the yard this morning.

If you calculate the time, normal tomatoes will take at least a hundred days to mature, but they are already ripe in less than two and a half months.

I can only say that this day is great and this courtyard is perfect for growing tomatoes.

After cleaning the yard, Yang Xiaotao picked up the wooden gun that had been unused for a long time.

These arrests made him realize the importance of revolutionary capital.

To strengthen your body, you need to be strong yourself.

He took a step forward, lowered his center of gravity, raised his gun, and thrust, all in one go.

Although the stabbing skill cannot be improved, the muscle memory it brings has not faded.

Yang Xiaotao practiced thrusting in the yard and gradually found the feeling. He thrust again and again, making whooshing sounds in the air.

Ran Qiuye was cooking in the house. When she saw Yang Xiaotao rolling up his sleeves and waving a gun, she sat aside and watched him quietly, as if she was watching her idol.

"dad!"

Just as one was practicing and the other was watching, a figure ran out from the room next door.

Yang Xiaotao put away his gun and stood up when he heard the voice, "Miao Miao, why don't you get some more sleep?"

"Wake up, get up."

Miaomiao looked at the gun in Yang Xiaotao's hand and said, "Dad, my great grandfather also taught me how to use a gun. I want to practice too."

Yang Xiaotao was surprised when he heard this, then turned around and looked at Ran Qiuye.

Ran Qiuye nodded, "Grandpa taught her."

Ok.

Yang Xiaotao probably thought that his grandfather couldn't wait any longer and Duanwu was too young, so he wanted to practice with Miaomiao first.

However, the female members in the village have quite high military literacy.

Her skills in shooting are no worse than those of men.

"Here, this one is for you."

Yang Xiaotao found a shorter stick from the firewood pile and handed it to Miaomiao, "Get into position."

Upon hearing this, Miaomiao took the stick and started to stand.

“Don’t stretch your legs too far.”

"Keep your hands closer."

"prick!"

what!
"The voice is slow. You have to shout it out when you are pushing forward. Don't shout it out too early, as that will make you lose your momentum, and don't shout it out too late, as that will make you lose your momentum."

In the yard, Yang Xiaotao personally gave instructions and sometimes served as a teacher himself.

After hearing this, Miaomiao studied hard. She felt that her father taught better than her great-grandfather and could always tell her what she did wrong and what to do.

"Yes, that's it, stab it out."

ha~
ha~
"Good, continue!"

Then the father and daughter started practicing in the middle of the yard.

Two voices appeared from time to time, bringing the whole yard alive.

Gradually, many people in the yard looked over.

Everyone in the hospital knew that Yang Xiaotao practiced shooting, and they were also aware that he was very skilled.

In the early years, Sha Zhu was unwilling to accept the defeat, but was finally beaten down by Yang Xiaotao.

But now, the girl around me is also practicing it. What does this mean?

Cultivate a new generation?
Especially Miaomiao, who didn't care about her body very much, attacked again and again according to the rhythm, which made many children see it and their faces were full of envy.

Nowadays, if you ask boys what they want to do when they grow up, most of them will probably say they want to join the army.

The father and daughter practiced as if no one was around, sweat dripping from their bodies.

Yang Xiaotao is fine yet, but Miaomiao's persistence and tenacity are admired by many people in the yard.

Without mentioning anything else, just this kind of spirit and energy will surely achieve something great in the future.

In the next room, Sha Zhu heard the noise outside and walked out to watch.

He will be going to Guanjia's farm tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so he had a lot of trouble with Qin Huairu last night.

It's just this body. Maybe it's because it's been locked up for too long, or maybe the entrance is too wide. Anyway, it's not that his key is too thin. He worked for most of the night, but in the end, there was no result.

However, at night he vaguely heard some noise coming from the main room, which made him feel very depressed.

He is only two years older than Yang Xiaotao. Is there such a big difference?

She doesn't even have a child of her own, but this guy has made Ran give birth to three children. Judging from the situation, she will probably have three more.

Do I have to go find Qin Jingru?
As the thought came to his mind, Sha Zhu felt that the action that had not appeared in the morning was gradually showing signs.

But when I thought about the fact that I was going to the countryside, and Xu Damao was still squatting in the sentence, it would be strange if she was pregnant.

But if you don't get pregnant, you can
"From now on, coordinate your steps well"

Yang Xiaotao's voice from not far away came into his ears again, interrupting Sha Zhu's thoughts.

Then he looked at the little girl practicing.

Seeing this scene, Sha Zhu couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart.

He was well versed in the stabbing skill, and it was said that it was passed down from the people above the Yang family!

I originally thought that Yang Xiaotao, like his cooking skills, would pass on the ability to eat to sons only, not daughters. But I didn't expect that this adopted girl could learn it. She has no idea at all.

He looked back at Xiao Dang Huaihua. Even though the two of them called him dad, and compared to Miaomiao, this child was at least half his wife's blood, but he still wouldn't teach him cooking.

There's nothing else to say. If he passes this skill on to his daughter, it would be the same as passing it on to someone else, so he can only pass it on to his son.

As for whether or not to have a son, Sha Zhu doesn't think it is a problem.

At least this has happened to Qin Jingru.

It's just not convenient right now.

But if I could change a woman...