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"...There have been constant frictions on the front line in recent years. Political Commissar Liu sent his only son there last year." While Political Commissar Liu was calculating, Huo Xiao, who had taken time to come back to have dinner with his family, also talked to his wife about the other party when his mother took the children out for a walk.

This woman was a little surprised, but she always felt that her husband had something else to say, so she was not in a hurry to speak.

Sure enough, Huo Xiao said: "Outsiders praise his righteousness, but in fact, every time he fights, his son is either in pain or itchy, so he just lies in the hospital pretending to be sick, not in any danger, just to get military merit."

It was the first time that Lu Ting heard of such an operation. After a while, she asked: "Then... he didn't go to the battlefield, so he can get this?"

Huo Xiao explained: "As long as there is a point of having been on the battlefield in the resume, it will be more impressive than many people."

... This is very difficult to judge.

Lu Ting was a little depressed. She didn't believe that no one would be upset, otherwise the news would not be spread.

But human nature is to seek benefits and avoid harm. How many people are willing to offend the brigade political commissar?

Moreover, even if someone really reported it with enthusiasm, what would it be of any use? No one can do anything if someone is sick and cannot move.

Thinking of this, Li Ting was a little disgusted. Just as he was about to talk about something else, someone knocked on the door.

The weather is hot, and mosquitoes come next.

Especially since the camp is backed by the foot of the mountain and there are lush trees, there are so many mosquitoes that they will hit people in the face.

Therefore, no matter how hot it is, the doors of every household are closed, leaving only the windows with screens for ventilation.

However, these days are coming to an end. A few days ago, Li Ting asked someone to make screen door frames.

Just when her mind was full of messy thoughts, her husband who had gone out to open the door came back, followed by Principal Huang with a serious expression.

She was startled and stood up quickly: "Principal, why are you here?"

Principal Huang: "Something..."

"Is there anything wrong with laying wooden floors?" After hearing the principal's purpose, her first reaction was to ask this.

After all, if there was nothing wrong with the wooden floors, why would Fang Shuigen do everything he could to let Fang Yiling frame him?

Huo Xiao's eyes were filled with dark colors, and he replied in a cold voice: "The country does not allow private residences to lay floors."

As soon as these words came out, before Li Ting could say anything, Principal Huang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you know this rule, Teacher Xiao Lie, Captain Huo, I will tell Lao Wei about this later, but you also have to be careful, these days... a book can implicate a family, if someone catches you..."

Speaking of this, Principal Huang felt boring again, and his usually energetic eyebrows drooped a little: "Forget it, it's good that you know this, I have to go back, Yi Ling is still waiting for me at home."

Hearing this, Li Ting was grateful and distressed for the thin child.

Thankfully, if Yi Ling hadn't noticed something was wrong and asked the principal for help, she really wouldn't have remembered that logging was indeed prohibited in some years in history. Given her and her mother-in-law's love of tidying up, they could have asked a carpenter to cut the boards, apply waterproof and oil-proof paint, and lay the floor.

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