2. Previous life and present life

I'm a little discouraged when I think about this.

But there is no way out, and my good luck finally came a month later.

It was an evening when I came back from the subway station. I picked up a sack of cans and walked six blocks on my two legs. I saw many military vehicles roaring along the way, and I didn't know what was going on.

But the war is none of my business. The army didn't give me food and didn't want me. Last month, I joined the army. I wanted to join the interstellar infantry and serve the empire, but it was a step late. All the forms of the recruitment office were sent out. I was so angry that I argued with the recruitment director for a long time, but I was thrown away by his men. It went into the trash can.

"This is the soldier of the empire!"

People who have not been hurt will not know my mood. At that time, I really wanted to become a bomb and fly into the recruitment office and die with the director, but I don't have that ability. Not to mention that bombs can't even make eggs, because I haven't learned it systematically, and no one gives you a chance.

Later, I slowly found that collecting cans can also make money and live a good life, so I changed my appearance and got a windbreaker, top hat, leather boots, black scarf, and began to collect cans everywhere.

It should be placed decades ago, not to mention collecting cans, even if there are robots sweeping the floor. Later, the empire's resources were exhausted. In order to explore and develop a new planet, all metals were used, robots were recycled, and urban life returned to the era of manpower.

City workers like me only have a bowl of rice to eat. I'm different from other garbage pickers. They always make themselves stinky or dirty to win people's sympathy. But I analyzed that they can't go to many places like that, such as high-end office buildings, hotels, and restaurants. Cities, seaside resorts and other decent places.

Just like tonight, I wandered around in front of a military club for a while, waiting for the garbage to be thrown out in the kitchen. It has been very popular recently. There are a lot of harvests every day, and I will come back with a full load tonight.

The fact is that as I expected, at the end of the banquet tonight, a lot of things were thrown out of the kitchen. There were unmoved cakes, half of the beer, and countless leftovers. Of course, there were more beer bottles. I was busy in the middle of the night to sort these things into the car. In fact, it was my multi-functional trolley. Although it is not a problem to load a ton of goods at a critical moment, it is not a problem to load a ton of goods at a very young age, but the question is how can you push it if you load a ton of cargo.

I have a way to do this. The girl who lives with me has an old motorcycle that burns oil. As long as I make a phone call, she will drive a motorcycle to pick me up.

At this time, she was also particularly excited, because she finally had a chance to race on the road. She told me that this was a military motorcycle of the last century, the last property her father left him, and she would ride it all the way to the end of her life.

Before my same room drove a motorcycle to pick me up, I wandered around the alley behind the club room, where there was a green tin bucket that usually threw out some waste paper and other useless things.

Generally speaking, I won't go there, because the last time I turned over a sticky thing, I knew it was that kind of thing. Later, I rarely moved the tin bucket, unless I was in a good mood, I would stab it with a stick.

It feels good tonight. The moon is high and the night is like water. I turned the iron bucket upside down and knocked on the ground, and a file bag suddenly fell out of it.

Just this file bag. I was afraid of being tricked. I put on disposable gloves, slowly opened the file bag, and gently poured out the contents.

A piece of white paper...

No, how can it be a piece of white paper? I carefully picked it up and took it under the street lamp. Oh, my God, guess what I found. It's actually a recruitment form. The date is newly issued this month, and even the official seal is still there.

"Damn it!"

I couldn't help swearing. The form marks the silver wing badge of the Imperial Air Force, and there are a few clear words at the bottom: the interstellar transport aircraft brigade, repairman.

This is how I found the recruitment form. It seems that it is right for me to wander around the military residential area all day long. God finally favors me.

To make a long story short, my maid took me home that night, and then we had a good meal and ate delicious cake, rose-flavored red wine, and a plate of bacon, pudding, ice cream, fruit... and many more I can't remember.

It was our craziest night. That night, my room became my girlfriend. Yes, it was the 1930 bottle of Blanc wine that fulfilled our good things. The next day, she lay happily in my arms and asked me, "Honey, when are you going to marry me?"

"I..."

I stroked her hair and said to her, "I have nothing now. I make a living by picking cans every day, which will humiliate you."

She suddenly turned around, stared into my eyes and said to me, "If you want to be ashamed, I will be ashamed with you. We will live a better life. As long as we endure these few years, when the war is over, everything will be fine. There will be bread and milk!"

"But I can't even afford a house, let alone a car. In the future, if you are pregnant, you have to walk with your stomach. I'm so sorry. The only thing I can do is to buy a bicycle to carry you."

She smiled so beautifully and said to me emotionally, "Ok, it's good to have a bicycle. Don't forget that I still have a motorcycle. As long as the motorcycle is there, we can go wherever we want, even if it's the ends of the earth, another planet!"

Ten days later, my girlfriend pulled me into the church. We found Father Mr. Marks, who used to be the street director of the district. He was very nice. I kissed my girlfriend in Marcos's blessing. She became my legal wife. There were no flowers, no diamond rings, no relatives and friends, and no huge motorcade. There is only my incomparable loyalty and her infinite love.

When the priest asked me to put a ring on the bride, I took out a gift from my mother, who had treasured a pair of gold rings for many years, which were still my grandmother's earrings.

When we left the church, she held a bouquet of roses, which was our hard-working sweat for a month. I was going to hire another wedding carriage, but she disagreed, saying that she kept the money and lived a good life. Since she said so, it was done as she wanted.

On the seventh day after my marriage, I received an enlistment notice.

The training place is at the naval base on the west side of the city, which is three months, and then sent to the imperial fleet for service according to normal performance.

You know, this is another big event in my life. When I sent this application form for enlistment, I thought that I wanted her to live a more comfortable life. Even if she tried her best, she would do this. I can't be a can collector for a lifetime, and I can't ask my wife to be a can collector for a lifetime. I want to let She also has a decent life for her future children, and I want her to eat bread and drink milk.

I remember that when I said I was going to join the army, she cried and cried for a long time. She refused to let me join the army, because the war was getting more and more fierce. The East China Sea Fleet of the empire was ambushed in the Bering Sea Star Domain, losing half of the mother ship, and the whole transport aircraft brigade was destroyed.

She was worried that I would not come back, and she would not listen to the persuasion, but she refused to ask me to receive training, but I made up my mind. In order to deceive her, I said that when I was trained, it would be careless. At that time, because of the poor performance, I could be assigned to a third-rate army to work hard on the ground at best, and I didn't have to get on the ship. If you receive the enlistment notice and don't report that you will be sent to the military court, your husband will go to the western forest to cut wood for the rest of his life.

My excuse worked. At least she stopped crying and believed that she signed an agreement with me, saying that if I didn't keep this agreement, I would ignore it for the rest of my life, and that the child would not follow my surname in the future, and she would disappear here.

In this way, I finally joined the army in happiness and pain. Because I have to train at the Great Lakes Base for three months, I can't go out or see my relatives, and I don't have a salary. She only has a little meager living expenses we have accumulated. I'm worried that she will suffer, so I brazenly wrote a letter to my family, meaning that my mother will send me some food. Money is not valuable here at all, not to mention that our family has no money. Most of the food produced by the farm is supplied to the army, and taxes have to be paid. The rest is only enough for a few people in our family to live. Fortunately, in this era, there are robots farming, and everything is done by machines. Otherwise, my father may be exhausted, even if this The person who manipulates the machine is also inseparable from him. My mother is usually just a repairman. As for her sister, she is still young. My mother wants her to learn the art of brewing wine and open a tavern in the future. As for the future direction of the farm, if I want, I will come back to take over. Of course, in that case, I will definitely be a farmer. The law is very clear that once the father transfers the power of the farm to his son, you can't change it for the rest of your life.

Hey, this is the reality. Unless I am pushed to the point of exhaustion, I will not go back to be a farmer, which is mentioned in my reply to my mother.

During my training, my mother sent her ten boxes of potatoes, a box of papaya, a box of vacuum-packed tomatoes, and a dress. Although it was a little rustic, she liked it very much.