Mr.president, you are too gentle

Uncle security was a retired soldier. You can see at a glance that Fu Xiaoxiao is a good man with pure mind, so he didn't think about it in other directions.

"Yes, it's like a child's face in August. Who knows when it will rain. It's like this in summer. You young people should go out and look at the weather forecast and prepare an umbrella. Girl, your friend didn't come so soon. Come in and take shelter from the rain."

When people get older, they seem to have more words. After Fu Xiaoxiao sighed about the weather, the security uncle took care of Fu Xiaoxiao warmly.

Uncle security's concern and nagging words made Fu Xiaoxiao feel very familiar and think of his mother she hadn't seen for a long time. Every time we met, we talked a lot with ourselves. The aunt next door remarried with her uncle downstairs. The vendor selling fried dough sticks was found to use gutter oil, and the prices in the supermarket were higher.

The elegant life gradually worn away by poor life is to enjoy life slowly. Since bankruptcy, mother's life has changed from flower arrangement tea ceremony to vegetable rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea.

The flowers that used to practice flower arrangement were roses flown from Siberia. It was always a big brand to buy clothes. Suddenly became the mother of a poor family, must be careful to calculate every penny.

The original food and clothing went away gradually, but later became accustomed to such a small citizen's life. Fu's little mother will also talk about such small things and all kinds of care in her ears.

Uncle security's words made Fu Xiaoxiao suddenly think of his mother and how long he hadn't been home because of his busy work. Fu Xiaoxiao inevitably felt a little guilty.

Every time my parents call, it's full of thoughts, but I always don't go home because of all kinds of excuses. Thinking so, Fu Xiaoxiao decided to find a chance to go home and have a look.

She looked up at the rain outside and uncle's warm face. After thinking about it, I still should, "I should come soon. Thank you, uncle."

"Come in, it's windy and rainy outside. The weather is really changeable." the uncle pushed open the door of the security room and signaled Fu Xiaoxiao to go in.

Fu Xiaoxiao went in. A guard room was small, but it was very clean and tidy. Maybe it's a habit brought out of the military camp. The quilt on the bed is folded neatly like a piece of tofu.

The room was very small, and even Fu Xiaoxiao saw the photos placed in the middle as soon as he went in. In a photo frame above the desk, the young and hearty smile inside attracted Fu's little attention.

She couldn't help looking more and saw the young man in a straight military uniform. With some surprise, he asked, "uncle, you used to be a soldier."

The young man in the picture frame can be seen at a glance as a young security uncle.

Seeing Fu Xiaoxiao's eyes on the photo frame, uncle was a little astringent, but he still replied: "yes, he was in the 926 army before."

Speaking of his former career, his uncle's tone was slightly nostalgic. And because of the sublimity of soldiers, subconsciously with preciseness. His eyes looked slightly into the distance, as if he were remembering something.