Chapter 51: Two Letters

The last day of the technical assessment countdown.

Feng Yuxiu put down the book of over six hundred pages.

For the first time, his eyes appeared dull and dazed.

Looking at the earth, it wasn't earth anymore, but various illusory tanks and firearms floating.

Looking up at the sky, he even saw the muzzle of a 105 tank shell aimed at him.

"That's enough. Can't look anymore, I'm hallucinating."

Memorizing without rest, even recalling it in his dreams.

He had finally managed to recall the gist of this military data book.

However, based on his experience in martial arts in his previous life, the assessment content would likely exceed the outline.

As long as he passed, that was enough. Any assessment ranked after his body tempering.

"Third Master, Third Master, something for you!"

Feng Yuxiu intended to go to the canteen to eat, but was bumped into by Bai Tiejun.

"Who's looking for me?"

Bai Tiejun chuckled, hands behind his back, smiling mysteriously. "Guess."

Feng Yuxiu sneered and turned to leave.

"Don't be like that. You have two letters! One was sent five days ago, one was sent three days ago."

Feng Yuxiu stopped and turned around. Who would write to him? And two letters?

"Bring them here." Feng Yuxiu extended his right hand.

Bai Tiejun wasn't joking either and handed the envelopes directly to Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu was holding gauze with both hands, so it wasn't convenient to grab them, and he could only hold the envelopes.

"Let me warn you, nothing happens without a reason. You still have one day to review."

Bai Tiejun picked at his ear. "Third Master, this matter..."

Feng Yuxiu was too lazy to listen to that nonsense and left straight away.

Regarding Bai Tiejun, his initial training method was intended to take a different path, but now it seemed too slow.

It could be considered a semi-finished experiment, but for him, it was already a heaven-like improvement.

Feng Yuxiu was too lazy to care anymore. This kind of person had no hope of progress in his heart; whether he stayed or left in the future had nothing to do with him.

Under the osmanthus tree, Feng Yuxiu sat on the ground looking at the two letters.

One was sent by Lao Ma, one was from Xia Rongshu Village.

Feng Yuxiu first opened the envelope sent by Lao Ma.

"Sanduo, I've already been assigned. The environment here is quite good, and it's also very leisurely. My colleagues are all very enthusiastic. After leaving the military, I didn't adapt for a while."

"Recently, I've figured it all out. It's because I lost that spirit, it has nothing to do with the environment. The Instructor often told me that I was decadent because of the environment. Now I understand, it was all my own reason."

"Leaving early is quite good, at least I feel comfortable in my heart."

"Are you okay in the military? Have you integrated with your comrades? Actually, I've wanted to tell you for a long time, but I was always afraid it was too abrupt. You must change in the military, don't let yourself change the atmosphere of the military. Treat the military as home, work hard."

"I'm a good judge of people. You can go further."

Feng Yuxiu revealed a smile. Lao Ma was finally living comfortably. Staying in the military was too oppressive for him.

And the military had sped up; he couldn't keep up with the speed of reform and would be discharged sooner or later.

The rest were some miscellaneous daily routines, saying things like going out on patrol every day to do some trivial matters.

He also planned to go on a blind date recently and start a family.

He put away Lao Ma's envelope.

Feng Yuxiu finally cast his gaze on the letter from home.

It had been almost a year, and he had never thought of writing a letter home.

In fact, after enlisting, he gradually forgot about that home in Xia Rongshu.

But he still opened the envelope.

The handwriting on it was very standard, standard regular script, written with a fountain pen.

One look and he knew it was written by someone else on their behalf.

"Son, are you okay in the military? Have you been bullied? Things are okay at home. Your eldest brother went to help watch the goods at the Village Chief's small shop, 130 yuan a month."

"Erhe always wants to go outside. I told him not to go. Why not go? Because it's very chaotic outside, what can he achieve?"

"Dad is old, maybe I'll breathe my last at any time. Two sons are useless. Once I'm buried, I won't care anymore."

"Dad is most worried about you. You've been cowardly and useless since you were little, bullied every day, you turtle son..."

The words "turtle son" were smeared with ink, but the specific characters could still be seen.

"Son, if you feel the military is very difficult and you're being bullied and can't stay, come back. Dad will beg someone to find you a living, find you a farmer woman to live with. Widow Wang is not bad, although she has a three-year-old son..."

Feng Yuxiu frowned and took a deep breath.

"Son, can you come back to see me this New Year? If it's not convenient, can you write Dad a letter back? Dad is most worried about you."

Feng Yuxiu silently put down the envelope. He closed his eyes and leaned slowly against the tree trunk.

The scene at the train station appeared in his mind.

Xu Baishun was being beaten by two thugs, but his eyes still followed the train, shouting for him to live well.

His home in Xia Rongshu was a household under the Five Guarantees.

Xu Baishun lost his wife early in his years and raised three sons alone.

All three sons were bachelors, and they were laughingstocks in the village who were pointed at at night.

To this day, there was no money to repair the two leaky, dilapidated houses at home.

Feng Yuxiu took out a fountain pen from his bosom, but in the end, he put it down.

He wanted to let Xu Baishun do business, wanted him to get rich.

But, such three uneducated farmers, once they did business, they would be chewed up by those merchants until not even dregs were left.

They couldn't keep wealth at all.

He didn't take those words he said to Erhe seriously either.

Also, a farmer who had only attended a private school, how could he get close to Ma Huateng?

He had taken it for granted.

But he still wrote two letters back.

To Lao Ma: Squad Leader, don't worry, I'm doing fine in the military. You take care too. If I get discharged, I'll come find you for a drink.

But when looking at the family letter, Feng Yuxiu was completely silent.

He held the fountain pen with two fingers, unable to write for a long time.

What should he say?

There was fundamentally no so-called family affection in his heart.

He had only lived with this family for a month.

But...

Feng Yuxiu finally wrote. He wrote very slowly and deliberately.

"I can't come back for New Year, recruits aren't allowed to visit relatives. Buying vegetables in the countryside doesn't earn much money. When I came, I looked at the mountains over there; there are rich mineral deposits, you can do some business."

Thinking that these few sentences were too standardized.

Feng Yuxiu continued to write, "Wait until I make something of myself..."

He smeared this sentence out.

He added, "Don't overwork at home. Don't eat leftovers, it's easy to get sick. I've sent you some money, if it's not enough, tell me."

After writing, Feng Yuxiu sighed. He didn't have much money either.

It couldn't sustain three grown men for long.

——

"Borrowing money?" Gao Cheng frowned as he looked at Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu nodded. "The family is poor, Five Guarantees household, still have to pay public grain. Borrowing some money, I will pay you back as soon as possible."

Gao Cheng turned and walked into the office. When he came out, he had an envelope in his hand. "There's only this much. Don't worry about paying me back, I don't have a use for it."

Feng Yuxiu squeezed it, his heart trembling slightly. "I will pay you back."

"No need, no need. Perform well. How are you prepared for tomorrow's technical assessment?"

Coming out of the company office, Feng Yuxiu looked down at the 3,000 yuan in the envelope.

This was enough for that village with very low prices in Xia Rongshu to live frugally for a long time.

——

"Everyone, assemble!"

A whistle broke the silence of the early morning.

"Assemble!"

The Steel Seventh Company's lights turned on instantly.

The Group Army technical assessment officially began! ===== CHAPTER 52 =====