If you don't agree, do it! Roll up your sleeves, empty your property and go back to the country

"okay, I get it!"

Bai Nuo hung up the phone and turned to look at the bustling dining table.

Everyone had a warm smile on their face. Fang Meng sat between his aunt and Madam Zhu, with his seat in between.

Grandma and the eldest aunt kept putting food into Fang Meng's bowl. The second aunt, the third aunt, and the fourth aunt all looked at him with loving eyes and gently urged him to eat more.

It was obvious that the troubles of the Fang family had not affected him. He was relaxed and happy at the Zhu family.

Because... this is also their home.

Although my third and fourth uncles and several cousins ​​were away, they all called home before the New Year's Eve dinner. Their voices on the other end of the phone were filled with anticipation and joy—for the family reunion, for this belated reunion.

Although they cannot rush back, they are soldiers and have heavier responsibilities on their shoulders.

As long as the mountains and rivers are there, home is there.

So I don’t feel that much regret!

But grandpa and grandma have been looking forward to this reunion dinner for many years.

pity……

Bai Nuo took a deep breath and walked over slowly. When she came between Grandpa Zhu and Grandma Zhu, she bent down, put one arm around Grandpa and the other around Grandma, and gently rubbed her grandmother's soft cheek.

The originally lively dining table suddenly became quiet. Everyone's heart trembled slightly, but they quickly suppressed the emotion.

What this family lacks the least is soldiers.

They are so familiar with this feeling!

really--

"Sorry, Fang Meng and I have received an urgent mission and have to rush back to the military area immediately!"

Fang Meng immediately stood up and rushed to the room on the second floor to get their military uniforms and pistols.

You don't have to wear military uniform when you go on a mission, but it's inconvenient to leave your service uniform and service gun at Zhu's house, so you have to bring them back to the military compound.

When they went to Fang's house before, he and Bai Nuo changed not only their military uniforms, but also their respective guns.

After all, it's just a family matter, so there's no need to be afraid of violence. As long as the old man and the old lady are still around, Fang Guoqiang won't dare to really break up with Fang Meng and the others for the mother and son, but it's inappropriate to carry a gun.

When Mrs. Zhu heard this, her eyes instantly turned red.

As a soldier herself, she knew she shouldn't have stopped him, let alone had any unnecessary emotions. But now that she was old, she didn't care about her only precious granddaughter's future, she just wanted her to be safe, healthy, happy and successful.

There are so many uncles and brothers in the family who need to take care of the troubles of bringing glory to the family and expanding its power. How could she, the only precious granddaughter, have the chance to deal with them?

"Bao Niu, you must be careful, okay?" Thousands of words, in the end, only converged into this most powerless reminder.

Bai Nuo smiled and nodded, then buried her face in her grandmother's shoulder and rubbed it gently: "Don't worry, grandma, your eldest granddaughter is very capable! I won't change my expression in front of thousands of troops, and I can easily deal with a battalion of soldiers. Don't worry!"

Madam Zhu nodded with tears in her eyes, raised her hand and gently stroked her granddaughter's hair: "Okay, grandma's Baoniu is the best, grandma will wait for you and Xiaomeng to come back at home peacefully."

"it is good!"

Bai Nuo had just stood up when Fang Meng came down from upstairs and handed him her pistol.

Bai Nuo took it, lowered his head, checked the gun and bullets, and his movements were so fast that it only took a blink of an eye. Then he neatly inserted the pistol into the holster, lifted the hem of his coat, and firmly pinned the holster to his back.

Zhu Kaize watched his niece's smooth movements and couldn't help but smile and praise, "Beautiful! As expected of a daughter of our old Zhu family, a natural born female soldier!"

Bai Nuo looked up and the smile on his face became brighter.

Finally, her gaze fell on Zhu Kaixuan, who remained silent throughout.

The next second—

Bai Nuo and Fang Meng took two steps back at the same time, their postures as straight as pine trees, their demeanor dignified and upright, and they all saluted the elders with a standard military salute.

Zhu Kaixuan's eyes were red, and he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded: "Dad is at home, waiting for you to come back."

Bai Nuo and Fang Meng smiled and replied at the same time: "Okay."

Then they turned around and just as they reached the door, they stopped and looked back together.

They looked towards their family members standing in a row in the living room, smiled brightly, and waved goodbye:

"Grandpa, grandma, dad, uncle, second uncle, aunt, second aunt, third aunt, fourth aunt, seventh brother, eighth brother—Happy New Year!"

The two cars drove out of the No. 1 Military Region compound quickly, one in front and one behind.

At the door of Zhu's house, everyone was still standing quietly, looking at the direction where the vehicle disappeared, without moving for a long time.

"Alright, let's go in and eat." Old Master Zhu put his hands behind his back and slowly turned to walk into the house. "The two children are soldiers, and they have their duties and missions. We, the older generation, have fought the battles we should have fought, and the rest... should be handed over to them."

His tone was free and stern, still carrying the spirit of a soldier, but his back, which had always been straight, seemed to be slightly bent on this night.

"Mom, let's go in too. It's windy outside." The four daughters-in-law surrounded Old Madam Zhu and coaxed her softly, fearing that the old lady would worry too much and get sick on this New Year's Eve.

"It's okay. I'm a former soldier myself. Even after retirement, I'm still a soldier. I understand." Madam Zhu waved her hand and said firmly, "Let's go eat."

Zhu Kaize winked at his two nephews, and Zhu Bao and Zhu Guo followed their grandmother tacitly. One of them held her hand, coaxing her, "Grandma, we will eat dumplings with you," and walked with her into the house.

The three remaining Zhu brothers were still standing at the door, silently looking at the courtyard shrouded in moonlight.

On New Year's Eve, every household was brightly lit, bustling with warmth and activity, but within this military compound, a certain inexplicable loneliness lingered. Faintly, one could hear suppressed sobs coming from somewhere.

I guess it’s another mother who is thinking about her child who can’t go home anymore.

Zhu Kaige raised his hand and gently patted his younger brother Zhu Kaixuan on the shoulder.

Although their brothers also had children in the military, some even stationed at the border, facing the smoke of war at any time, what father wouldn't worry? But they were already prepared, and from the day they sent their children into military uniform, they understood what it meant.

Even if that day really comes, no matter how painful it is, you have to accept it.

Because... they are soldiers.

But Zhu Kaixuan is different.

During the sixteen years of arduous closed-door missions, he relied on the belief that "someone was waiting for him" to escape death time and time again and survive.

But when I finally returned, the person who had promised to be with me for life was no longer there.

Zhu Kaige always remembered the day his father called them back. It was as if all life had been drained from his brother's eyes, his eyes filled with death. He even suspected that if Kaixuan had had a gun, he would have ended his own life without hesitation.

And now, he placed all his hopes of living on his daughter.

Bai Nuo is his only light from now on.

[I haven't made up for it yet. My back pain started coming back around noon. It's a little less severe this time, so I can still keep writing. I just can't sit for too long; my back is starting to feel numb. I'll make up for the chapter I owed two days ago when I feel better. Mo Ran will try his best to keep updating these days, An.]