This is a coal-depleted city. Ge Zhen grew up since childhood. When coal is at a low point, the one who can take the most is Kouzijiao.

Liquor cultivates human nature. It may be that Ge Zhen, who has been drinking alcohol since childhood, has developed his current personality by Kouzijiao in this small city.

The white wine enters the throat like a knife cutting, and the passion rises from the ground.

Ge Zhen sat in an empty home, filling white wine bit by bit. He didn't find his father. No one had lived in the house for a long time.

Where did my father go? No one knew, and the neighbors didn't even know when his father left the house.

"Where did you go? I just want to ask you if this is my mother!" Ge Zhen yelled angrily, "Who are you? Is Hu Qinglan my mother? Dad, where did you go? Let me get it right!"

"Click!"

The wine bottle was thrown to the ground and smashed to pieces.

Ge Zhen's eyes were red. He was a desperate person, he was a ruthless person, and he was even a person who didn't know what he wanted.

But one thing is, he wants his mother!

When other children fall to the ground and cry, their mother will pick them up with heartache and wipe them away their tears and coax them softly, but Ge Zhen can only get up by himself under the eyes of his father; when other children hold their mother's neck in their spare time, Ge Zhen slowly becomes independent under the eyes of his father.

When other children are tired of playing after school, they are called home for dinner by their mother, Ge Zhen has to prepare the meal and wait for their father who comes back from the middle class in the coal mine; when other children are frustrated and their mother is gentle, Ge Zhen has to face it alone and endure the tempering...

My father is a good father, but his father is not a mother after all. A home with his mother is called a home.

Eighteen years have passed, and Ge Zhen just wants to call the right person "Mom" to at least prove that others have it, he also has it.

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open, and more than a dozen armed police rushed in and pressed Ge Zhen to the ground.

"Ge Zhen——" An officer said with a grim expression: "You fled the army twice, you are amazing, you are so amazing! Take it away!"

This is the old army who came to arrest people directly, because Ge Zhen did escape from the army twice, one was saving Hu Hailang to get a bounty, and the other was following Hu Hailang to get a bounty.

When this happens, the old troops usually bring people back, and now the people from Ge Zhen’s army are coming.

"I'm escaping from the army, I just ran away!" Ge Zhen yelled, "I'm not afraid of death, but you're still afraid of you arresting me? My purpose of joining the army is to be impure, just to make money. What can you do to me? If I don't talk to you, you'll let Hu Da... no! Let Ge Xianzhi come to talk to me, let him talk to me... That's my dad, my dad is not called Hu Dali at all, he's called Ge Xianzhi, he's... the soldier Ge Xianzhi!!!"

A piece of tape sealed his mouth, his hands and feet were controlled, and he was taken out of the door and stuffed it into the car and returned to the old army.

...

The discipline of the troops is iron. Ge Zhen, who fled the troops twice in succession, will be punished the most severely.

In the detachment confinement room, Ge Zhen sat in the corner, all the metal objects on his body were taken away, one inside and two picketers guarding him.

"Come on smoke." Ge Zhenchong stretched out his hand.

"You have to figure out your identity!" The picket faced with a tiger.

"You also have to find out your identity. I just escaped from the army twice. At most, I will be sent to a military prison. I won't be shot anyway." Ge Zhen said with a slanted face: "You are watching me telling me not to commit suicide, right? There are walls around this confinement room. If I don't pay attention, I will hit you in the trap... Even if you can't hit you to death, you will not be able to take care of it, right?"

After a few words, he was confused about the inspection. This was indeed his task. If something happened to Ge Zhen, the guard, was here, it would be his dereliction of duty.

"I said, "What are you Moji? Come quickly and smoke a cigarette. I can suppress my irritability. I have been locked up for ten days, and I really want to kill myself."

"Okay, okay, I'll give it, I'll give it, don't seek death, don't seek death."

The picket compromised, took out a cigarette and lit it, and stuffed it into Ge Zhen's mouth.

"By the way, let me tell the cooking team and give me some refried meat at noon." Ge Zhen said with a cigarette in his mouth: "There are more chili peppers. I've been greedy for this recently. If I can't eat it today, I'm afraid I'd still want to commit suicide..."

"Success!" said the picket helplessly: "You are the master, you are the master who is imprisoned. Are you? As long as you don't always think about committing suicide, everything is easy to say."

He felt indifferent. Others were in a state of confinement, and they were honest like rabbits. When Ge Zhen came to the confinement room, he was completely a man. He threatened suicide at all times and was a scoundrel.

But the problem is that you have no choice. You can't handcuff his hands and feet and completely control it, right? It's the investigation stage and it's not a final decision yet.

"Let's drink some more... it's enough for five years. It's the right thing to drink."

"Master, how about I commit suicide now?" The picket inspector said: "Come on, commit suicide together, hit the wall together, whoever doesn't hit the grandson!"

"Hahaha... Look at you, you're still anxious?" Ge Zhen laughed: "I'm teasing you, you're not as good as the guy outside, hahahahaha..."

"Are you looking for a slap?" The picket was so anxious.

He came here to guard the soldiers who made mistakes, representing the majesty of the troops, but now he is used as a pastime by the other party.

"I committed suicide!" Ge Zhen pointed at the wall.

"If you have sex, commit suicide, hit me!"

Without saying a word, Ge Zhen rushed straight towards the wall.

"No!" The picket rushed over and blocked it with his body: "You are the master, can you be my dear uncle?"

"Okay! But another cigarette."

"No problem, uncle, no problem!"

The picket was about to cry without tears. When he encountered such a soldier, no one could help him.

...

"salute!--"

Suddenly, the picket outside made a powerful sound.

The door was pushed open, and two burly officers strode in, stared at Ge Zhen for three seconds, and took out a photo.

"Do you know the person in the photo?" an officer made a loud voice.

The photo shows a young man in military uniform, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, full of aggressiveness, and his masculinity, which spreads the entire confinement room through the photo.

"Meet, my dad." Ge Zhen glanced at the photo.

"He is waiting for you."

The officer threw down this sentence, turned around and walked out, and acted to the extreme.

"I'm in custody!" Ge Zhen shouted.

The officer stopped, turned around and glanced at him deeply, and suddenly raised his right hand: "Ge Xianzhi wants someone, no one dares to lock him up unless he steps on the right hand company."

"You are..." Ge Zhen's eyes changed.

"Do not think too much about the desperation. You are not in our eyes. We only have Ge Xianzhi—"
Chapter completed!