Chapter 983 You Are Everything to Your Father

Yes, his father Bi was promoted from major general to general in just four years, and he had more halo on his shoulders.

The little friends didn’t know the difference between major general and admiral, but after hearing Zhou Sileng talk about it as if he was very powerful, they immediately retorted, "Zhou Sileng, are you bragging? Your dad is...yes... The leader?"

"That's right, Zhou Sileng. I saw on TV that the leaders of the People's Liberation Army are all very old. The youngest ones are over fifty years old. Haha, Zhou Sileng, is your dad an old man?"

Although Zhou Sileng had no favorable impression of his father, his young and fair eyebrows were filled with pride, "My father is only thirty-two years old this year. He is the most...handsome and stylish person I have ever seen in the world." man!”

His tone was so sonorous and powerful that the little friends didn’t know what to retort, but they didn’t believe that Zhou Sileng’s father could be so powerful, he was a leader, he was young and handsome, he was so good, why didn’t he go to heaven? ?

"Zhou Sileng, what about your mommy? What kind of person is your mommy?" someone asked.

Mommy?

This word deeply hurt Zhou Sileng's young heart, and his originally bright face quickly shrank. Yeah, what kind of person is his mother?

He has never met Mommy.

"My mommy is... the most beautiful and gentle woman in the world. She will prepare a lot of delicious food for me to eat. She will hold me to sleep. She will sing children's songs to me. The most important thing is that every time my dad My mommy would protect me when Bibi beat me, and she couldn’t bear to let Dad beat me.”

This is the mommy in Zhou Sileng's fantasy. His mommy is the best mommy in the world. If mommy is here, dad will not beat him because mommy will protect him.

He has not had a mommy since he was a child, but there is a mommy living in his heart.

He loves his mommy.

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The day passed quickly. Kindergarten was over. Zhou Sileng walked out of the school gate. At this time, a group of children gathered behind him, and everyone chatted non-stop---

"Zhou Sileng, your dad is here. School is out now. Your dad should come to pick you up. We all need to meet your boss' dad."

"Yes, Zhou Sileng, today is your first day of kindergarten. Your dad is here more than your mommy. Your dad is so handsome and your mommy is so nice. We can't wait to meet you."…

Zhou Sileng ignored these people and walked out of the door.

There was a black car parked on the roadside, and Zhou's mother ran over from a distance. She hugged Zhou Sileng and kissed him twice, "Sileng, school is over. Are you used to it on the first day of school? Are your little friends bullying you?”

"No." Zhou Sileng shook his head.

"That's good, let's go home." Zhou's mother held Zhou Sileng's little hand.

So Zhou Sileng heard a disappointed voice behind him, and all the little friends started talking about it---

"Is that Zhou Sileng's grandma? Why didn't his father come?"

"On the first day we went to kindergarten, it was all given by Mom and Dad. This day is an important day worth remembering. Mom and Dad must participate. But Zhou Sileng only has grandma. Could it be that his Dad is Mom? Don’t you love him?”…

Zhou Sileng got into the car, and Zhou's mother sat next to him, "Sileng, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll ask Aunt Ni..."

"Grandma, where is my dad? Today is my first day of kindergarten. Why didn't he come?"

Zhou Sileng was carrying a big blue schoolbag. He was still small and his two feet could not reach the ground when he was sitting in the back seat, so he casually folded his snow-white ankles together. At this moment, his amber pair Her big, sharp eyes were looking at Zhou's mother seriously.

Mother Zhou hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Si Leng, dad is very busy. He is a soldier."

"Hmph," Zhou Sileng pouted his pink lips and snorted. He looked out the window unhappily, "You always say that, but besides being a soldier, he is also my daddy! I already have two or three Yue didn’t see him anymore, and he didn’t come to me on the first day of kindergarten. I think he forgot about me.”

"Si Leng, you can't say that. You are your dad's only son, and dad loves you."

Zhou Sileng didn't speak, he didn't believe it, he didn't feel the love his father gave him at all.

"Si Leng, daddy really loves you. You were born prematurely when you were eight and a half months old. At that time, you were in the incubator in the hospital, and your daddy stayed outside the incubator day and night. He was lying at the window looking at you, he didn't even dare to blink, he was afraid that if he blinked you would look like..."

Zhou's mother recalled that past event with a very sad expression, "You came out of the insulation room two months later, but you were sick and often had colds and fevers. Your dad didn't go to the team for more than half a year, so he stayed at home full-time. To take care of you, he doesn’t let us touch you. He feeds you milk and changes your diapers all with his own hands. Sometimes you have a high fever at night, and your dad hugs you all night and coaxes you, and he doesn’t sleep either..."

"Your dad didn't talk to anyone during that time. He was a soldier with rough hands and no experience in raising children. Sometimes I would see him clumsy while standing outside the door, especially when you were crying at the top of your voice. It can make him anxious, and if you smile at him, he will smile too..."

"Si Leng, you are everything to your father. He has raised you as both father and mother over the years. Maybe he can't communicate, but don't doubt one thing, you are his life!"

Zhou Sireng looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, and he moved his mouth, "Grandma, you have said these words N times, my ears are all calloused. I was young at that time and I don't remember. When I remember, he was no longer with me."

"That's because..." Zhou's mother looked at the small red bracelet on Zhou Sireng's right wrist.

Four years have passed, and this small bracelet woven with red thread has not faded at all. The small bell on it always makes a crisp and pleasant sound. This has become Zhou Sireng's exclusive ringtone.

"Why?" Zhou Sireng turned his head and looked at Zhou's mother, "Grandma, what kind of person is my mommy?"

"Your mommy..." Zhou's mother's eyes were moist in an instant. She covered her mouth with her hand, and hot tears were already shuttling down.

Zhou Sireng was also desperate. From childhood to adulthood, whether he asked his great grandfather, grandfather or grandmother, everyone was like this, and they were so heavy that they couldn't speak.

He wanted to ask his father, but his grandmother didn't let him ask. His mother had become a forbidden area for the whole family. She couldn't touch her. If she touched her, everyone would feel pain for a few days.

Zhou Sireng lowered his eyes and looked at the small bracelet on his wrist. His mood gradually improved. This was given to him by his mother. His mother had always been with him and never left.

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Zhou Sireng's kindergarten life was very peaceful until one day---