As soon as these words were spoken, the dinner table suddenly fell into silence.
The old lady, Zhao Xiuhua, wiped her eyes:
"Little Three, how can you look down on your brothers? Out of the three brothers in the family, you are the only one who joined the army. Earning an allowance every month... it's such a good life. If it weren't for your brothers working at home, you wouldn't be enjoying this good life."
Shi Suifeng was puzzled and said, "I didn't look down on them... Mom, you just stay in the village all day with a narrow mind, thinking too much."
"Besides," he explained earnestly, "Didn't my brothers not get selected for enlistment back then? What does that have to do with me?"
Oh my.
A few years in the army, year after year, he became more annoying.
They all say the army is a melting pot; how does it turn a good person into someone so hard to deal with year after year?
The old lady didn't believe it.
She even got a little angry:
