The young couple from the farm fights back

It is the coldest time of winter and the New Year is approaching. The cold wind blowing across the sea is like an ice knife breaking through the ground, freezing people's faces.

Zhou Chunfeng was wearing a thick cloak and standing on the deck with his back straight. Beside him were his deputy general Shen Wei, his confidant Ming Yi, and a group of elite soldiers under his command.

In the distance, I finally saw the outline of the island looming in the cold fog. A smile appeared on my face, and I suppressed the joy and excitement in my heart.

The guards standing on the sentry box noticed a ship slowly approaching the island. Just as they were paying close attention to the incoming people, a familiar whistle came into their ears.

It was their Changsheng Island's unique whistle. The guards quickly thought of the incoming person and shouted to their companions standing guard below, "Hurry up and report to Jianglin Pavilion that the Marquis has returned."

"Yes."

On the deck, Zhou Chunfeng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the silver whistle that Ming Yi had put away.

Ming Yi's face was full of sternness as he replied respectfully, "Master, this is our secret sentry from Changsheng Island."

Zhou Chunfeng nodded without saying anything. His military achievements over the years were largely due to the help of the guards sent by his wife. The guards, who had been away from their relatives for more than ten years, were now returning to their homeland, and their hearts were full of hope.

Shen Wei looked at the silver whistle that Ming Yi put back in his arms with curiosity, thinking that if there was a chance, he would ask Ming Yi to take it out and show it to him.

He had heard that Changsheng Island was not accessible to ordinary people, and if he had not followed the right master, he would not have been able to enjoy this blessing.

"My Lord, that is the Island of Eternal Life. It looks like a fairyland."

Zhou Chunfeng couldn't help but smile, which was completely different from his usual icy expression. "Well, it's indeed a good place."

Over the years, he always felt fortunate for his foresight. There was no place better than Changsheng Island to protect his wife and children.

Soon, the ship docked, and several elite soldiers skillfully lowered the planks and respectfully invited Zhou Chunfeng to get off first: "Master."

Zhou Chunfeng put his hands behind his back and stepped down from the ferry with steady steps. He saw the guards on duty at the island entrance and stepped forward to greet them respectfully: "Your subordinates are here to welcome you, my lord."

Zhou Chunfeng smiled faintly and nodded: "No need to be so polite."

Ming Yi stepped forward and gestured, "Master, please follow me to the Jianglin Pavilion."

"Okay." As the distance got closer, Zhou Chunfeng's eagerness became even more difficult to conceal.

Along the way, many tribesmen heard the news and rushed to the roadside to welcome him. When they saw the elite group behind Zhou Chunfeng, who was their own boy whom they had not seen for more than ten years, their eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Seeing this, Zhou Chunfeng whispered to Ming: "We have returned to the island, so let the brothers go home and reunite with their parents first."

"Yes."

At Ming Yi's call, the elite soldiers rushed eagerly to their homes, their wives and children. After marching for so many years, they were able to return to their homeland safely and reunite with their loved ones, which was truly heartbreaking.

Jiang Li got the news and quickly walked to the gate with her children and Uncle Zhou Er's family to greet them.

Today is the winter solstice. Early in the morning, Jiang Li invited Uncle Zhou and Aunt Hu to Jianglin Pavilion to eat dumplings. The old couple saw the approaching figure from afar and clasped their hands excitedly.

At just one glance, the couple, who had been separated for many years, had smiles and excitement in their eyes, but more importantly, they were grateful that the years of separation finally brought them together again.

The children had all forgotten what their father looked like, especially Yiheng. But looking at it now, Yijing looked really like his father, as if they were cut from the same mold.

Not to mention Sister Lan, Yu Ming has never met his uncle either. The two little girls stayed beside Jiang Li respectfully.

Zhou Chunfeng suppressed a smile and strode towards Jiang Li.

Jiang Li couldn't stop smiling either, and with tears in her eyes, she stepped forward and took Zhou Chunfeng's hand: "You're back."

"Yeah." Zhou Chunfeng took a deep breath. If it wasn't inappropriate, he really wanted to hug the person in his arms: "You're back."

The couple's eyes stayed on each other's faces, as if they had thousands of words to say to each other, but nothing was more reassuring than seeing the real person.

Jiang Li wanted to say that the man had become much stronger, rougher and darker in the past ten years, and had really become an old man.

But in Zhou Chunfeng's eyes, his daughter-in-law always looked so beautiful, as if she had been blessed by time and no trace of frost had been left on her face.

Ming Yi stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Madam."

Shen Wei realized it later and quickly followed suit, saying, "Madam."

Oh my god, no wonder everyone in the army said that the Marquis was henpecked and even the Princess looked down on him. He immediately understood that if his wife was so beautiful, he would be willing to be henpecked too.

Jiang Li looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"My subordinates dare not!"

Yiheng saw this and came forward with his younger siblings to greet him: "Father~"

Yuming: "Uncle."

After bowing, Lan Jie'er looked up at her father with her watery eyes, thinking to herself, he is just as handsome as described in the storybook, with the bearing of a great general.

This is her father, Zhou Yulu.

Zhou Chunfeng looked at the children one by one, nodded with emotion, and his eyes fell on the smaller girl: "Sister Lan."

Lan Jie'er immediately smiled and bowed again: "It's my daughter. Lan Jie greets father."

Zhou Chunfeng couldn't help but smile. As expected, she was his daughter, Zhou Chunfeng, a lively and good-tempered person.

"Chunfeng~" Uncle Zhou and Aunt Hu almost didn't dare to recognize him, but the person in front of them was their nephew whom they hadn't seen for more than ten years.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chunfeng reluctantly let go of his wife's hand and politely greeted her: "Second uncle, aunt."

Uncle Zhou nodded: "Okay, I hope you come back safe and sound."

Aunt Hu wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Yes, we finally have you back."

"Chunfeng thanks both of you for your concern."

"What are you talking about?" Aunt Hu said with a smirk, "That kid Dashuan just returned to the city yesterday. Let's get him back later."

"it is good."

Yuan Niang led everyone in the pavilion out to pay their respects to Zhou Chunfeng, and they were all happy for their masters.

Seeing this, Jiang Li sniffed her sour nose and said, "It's cold outside, let's go inside and talk."

Zhou Chunfeng smiled at her gently, put his arm around her shoulders, and ignored the presence of outsiders: "Okay."

The three brothers Yiheng looked at each other and thought to themselves, it turns out that father only has mother in his heart and doesn't even care about Sister Lan.

Sister Xiaolan didn't mind at all. As long as her father was back, she was glad. She happily took Sister Ming's hand and followed the elders into the courtyard.

In the front hall, the fire was burning brightly, making it even more lively and cozy than outside.

Jiang Li sat at the top with Zhou Chunfeng, watching Yiheng and his younger siblings serve tea to their father.

Yiheng: "Father, please have some tea."

Zhou Chunfeng treated his sons with the image of a strict father. He took the teacup and nodded, saying, "Over the years, Yiheng, as the older brother, you have helped your mother look after the younger siblings and have not let your father down."

"I will always remember my father's teachings and will not take credit for them."

The sixteen-year-old eldest son indeed has the demeanor of a calm and steady brother. Zhou Chunfeng took a sip of hot tea with satisfaction.

Yi Jing took the teacup brought by Fang and stepped forward respectfully: "Father, please have some tea."

Zhou Chunfeng glanced at the second boy, who looked stronger than the eldest and third. After hearing his wife mention this boy's thoughts, he couldn't help but frown: "Well, practicing martial arts is good. After you and your brother pass the imperial examination, you can follow your father to the military camp to gain experience."

Yi Jing blinked happily and nodded happily: "Yes, father."

Jiang Li glanced at Yi Jing twice, and unconsciously lowered her smiling brows, knowing that the second brother must be very happy at this moment.

The third boy, Yi An, politely stepped forward to offer tea: "Father, please have some tea."

Zhou Chunfeng took the teacup from the third boy, and thought of the boy's habit of plucking his beard since childhood, a smile appeared in his eyes. In a blink of an eye, the little one who was held in his arms back then has grown so big now.

"Ang'er will have different responsibilities from your brother in the future. You must fulfill your responsibilities and live up to the trust of your benefactor."

"Yes, father. I will remember your teachings."

Zhou Chunfeng could see that compared to his two older brothers, the third boy was indeed more stable. He seemed to be a good candidate who could take on great responsibilities.