The father glared angrily: "What nonsense is this? There are no cowards who fear death in the He family."
As he spoke, the father took a rolling pin from the kitchen, claiming he would break He Jinqiu's legs.
His mind whirled, and He Jinqiu seemed to return to the flood defense embankment, carrying sandbags behind Zheng Yuandong.
He Jinqiu felt like crying a little. He softly ventured, "Squad leader?"
Zheng Yuandong didn't even turn his head as he carried sandbags, "What? Don't complain about being tired. My second squad has no deserters; stick it out. If you die, die in the floodwaters."
He Jinqiu paused for a moment: "Squad leader, do you regret joining the army?"
Zheng Yuandong replied with a teasing scold, "Regret? Regret to death. If I'd known I'd be a squad leader for a bunch of useless kids like you, I'd never have gotten on that military vehicle!"
