Chapter 584 Application for Military Service 2
The leaders of the military management were very happy and readily agreed to their application. There are many things to deal with when soldiers from different military regions are transferred to arms, and these are all mediated by the military.
If the military does not intervene, it will be difficult for Jin Zhuzhu and Du Xiaotao to get what they want.
Fortunately, the importance of art soldiers is far less than that of medical soldiers. The possibility of their getting what they want is very high. Negotiations between the two sides take time, and now they can only wait for the results.
The happiest ones are Niu Yibao and Sang Hong. Their ranks are not enough to allow their families to accompany the army. If Jin Zhuzhu and Du Xiaotao still stay in the art troupe, they will have to return to the Capital Military Region sooner or later, and then they will have to live separately. Now it is different. They stay in the border defense force. For a long time, they can spend time together as a couple, unless the country issues other instructions.
"Look, other people can find ways to stay, why can't I follow the army? Your rank has long reached the standard for me to follow the army, and Xibao is doing well here, so you have the heart to let us go back and live without you?"
After listening to Feng Qingxue's complaints and seeing Xibao nodding beside him, Lu Jiang looked helpless.
"What do you know, kid? Do you understand?" Lu Jiang touched his head.
"Dad!" Xibao climbed on him neatly, holding his neck tightly with both hands, so intimate.
The family of three are now huddled on the kang, and the warmth in the room is in sharp contrast to the outside.
Lu Jiang pulled Xibao into his arms, "Xibao, how nice it is that you are so good every day?"
"Daddy, play!"
Xibao squatted in front of Lu Jiang, with his back to him, and his two little hands were placed under his legs against the edge of the kang. Lu Jiang had to stand up and stand on the edge of the kang. He put his hands under his buttocks, grabbed his wrists, and gently lifted him. Xibao instantly turned 360 degrees, giggled, and said happily: "Daddy, play, play!"
Ever since Lu Jiang played with him once on the night of the collective wedding, he remembered to do a few somersaults every day.
After turning a somersault, Xibao continued to squat in front of Lu Jiang with his buttocks sticking out, calling Lu Jiang repeatedly. The father and son played like this, and Xibao turned seven or eight somersaults in a row. Lu Jiang pretended to be out of breath and said: "Son, Daddy is tired, let's play again tomorrow!"
He was worried that turning too many times would hurt Xibao's arm and wrist joints, so he paid attention to the strength and restraint every time.
Xibao was not satisfied and burst into tears.
"Play! Dad, play!" He cried out of breath, and his snot bubbles came out again.
Feng Qingxue took out a banana and shook it in front of him, "Xibao, what do you think this is?"
"Banana!" Xibao stopped crying immediately, wiped his snot with the back of his hand, and crawled over flexibly.
Feng Qingxue quickly hugged him, wiped his snot and hands, and then peeled a banana and handed it to him. He happily grabbed it in his hand and took a big bite. Before he swallowed it, the banana in his hand was broken by him.
"Banana! Banana! My banana!" Xibao burst into tears instantly and threw the banana away angrily.
Lu Jiang took it and frowned, "Who spoils him?"
"You ask me, how do I know?" Feng Qingxue estimated that her fat son had a serious obsessive-compulsive disorder. He had to eat everything whole, including a broken banana, an apple that he had bitten, etc. Even if it was a boiled egg, he would not eat it if the eggshell had lost a little bit of egg white when peeling it, and he had to have another intact one.