Chapter 1073
My Empire Chapter 1073
2020-11-03
Chapter 1073 1075 I owe a lot"Little skinny monkey, settling down! Poor and sour, no friends!" The child was carrying a schoolbag, surrounded a thin boy, and kept singing songs and making fun of him.
The thin boy in the middle didn't say a word, just lowered his head and walked silently towards his house.
He is very used to this kind of thing. Anyway, he is a child of a poor family. He has no fancy clothes and nothing to show off.
His studies are not outstanding, but only average in the class. The teacher won't take special care of him, and the other children don't like such an obscure little transparent.
"Your father is a piece of shit! You're a crippled man who won't even fasten his own buttons!" A boy in expensive children's clothes suddenly approached the thin boy and pushed him to the ground.
"Oh!" The surrounding children scattered, laughing and disappearing at the intersection, leaving only the boy sitting on the side of the road, who got up from the ground and patted his hands as usual.
He was a little sad and a little numb. He looked down at his old trousers and found that it was a little dusty, so he patted it lightly with his hands.
Then he continued to walk forward and silently returned to his home. Put down the school bag, took out the elementary school homework that was more difficult than Heavenly Book ten years ago, spread it on the table and started to write my own homework.
Although he has been very diligent, these problems still give him some headaches. Completing these homework every day has become something he has to do and has become accustomed to.
Soon, there was the sound of the door opening, and a middle age person who was tattered but washed very cleanly walked in.
He put the key in his pocket before turning around and closing the door. The man took off his shoes at the door, bent down and put them in the shoe cabinet, then changed into slippers and walked to the boy.
He fondly touched the child's head with his hand, looked down at the child's homework for a few seconds, and then walked to the hanger.
Also compared to ten years ago, this home is really more like a home. There are many furniture in the house, shoe cabinets, clothes racks, wardrobes, large beds, bright windows and many home appliances.
Although it's not as prosperous as Serris's wealthy family, it's already very good here, the little hum of the refrigerator, the light reflected from the TV hanging on the wall, the one in the corner Brand new computer...it's really good here!
"What would you like to eat at night." The man asked the little boy sitting at the dinner table doing his homework while taking off his clothes.
The little boy sat there and didn't speak. Sometimes he really hated his father, a father who disappeared for a long time and came back so useless.
The man didn't speak, he was slightly startled, and then continued to unbutton his chest. He struggled a little when undressing, because his other sleeve was empty and hanging unnaturally.
"At school? Is another child bullying you?" After some effort, the man hung his coat on the hanger and looked at his child apologetically.
The child still doesn't speak, just keeps his head down and writes his homework. The room was a little quiet, and the quiet was a bit poignant.
The man walked over and patted his child's head again: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, you can come back and talk to the mother."
A few minutes later, almost an hour later The hostess who got off work came back, the door rang again, and an ordinary woman carrying vegetables opened the door.
She hurriedly entered the room and threw the vegetable energetic and bustling on the dining table: "I'm sorry, I'm back late!"
"Our unit has recently changed personnel, A few little bitches and I are grabbing that damn position... but it doesn't matter, I'm the one with the best business." The woman patted her son's head while she was nagging, and she was also pampered. drowning.
She walked into the kitchen naggingly, and saw the man cleaning up there, grabbed the spatula, and chased the man out: "Go and see the child's homework, here I am... I don't know what's wrong, doesn't it mean that Demon Realm's war went well? I suddenly have more orders here, is there any change?"
"Can there be any change?" The man sat back On the sofa, looking at the child doing his homework: "Look up! Do you want your eyes?"
paused, he continued: "You know, the unit I work for now is the city hall, a small Staff, I haven't heard about the situation of the war."
"But I heard from my former comrades that the army seems to be preparing to recruit some veterans and give more." After saying this, the room was long dull.
"You should have had a large retirement allowance...but you want to mail the money to your fallen comrades!" The woman's voice was a little choked: "Now our family is not rich, but, but You can't go to the army anymore."
"..." The man didn't say anything, he wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when Child was at home, he really didn't want to take out a cigarette in front of Child. Come.
The subsidy that was enough for them to buy a house was mailed to a widow in the distance. The poor woman lost her husband at the age of 23 - a very cheerful young man.
That young man everyday all would write letters to his family, and everyday all would brag to his comrades how gentle and virtuous his wife was.
The young man will give him his own cigarettes, because the young man himself does not smoke. So the two became friends, and after they made an appointment to win, they would buy a house together with the retirement bonus and be good friends of the neighbors.
It's a pity that in the bloody battle of Angshal, they were hit by the demon's "missile", the young man knocked him down at the last moment, and proved the relationship between them with his actual actions. friendship.
In that fucking fight, or that fucking explosion, he lost his best friend and one of his arms.
In the kitchen, the sound of a woman chopping vegetables came, and she didn't poked the man's wound again. She even tolerated the man's willfulness and tacitly allowed him to mail a large sum of money to a faraway widow.
Many times he and she thought that if they had kept that money, their lives might be completely different now.
After all, with them, that money is not a small sum of money. He also regretted it, and regretted giving away the money so hastily. Every time he looked at his child, he felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.
That's why he talked about the army's re-recruitment of veterans at such a time. He felt that he owed the family and owed a lot...
(end of this chapter)