Opening an office in Taila

"Mom, I'm back. By the way, Azhe has something to do today, so he won't be back." Wen Shiyuan walked into the house and said with a smile. Then she saw Song Yufeng sitting on the sofa.

"Mom, what is this?"

"Oh, let me introduce you. This is a new recruit from your father's former unit. This time he came to visit me and also wanted to hear your father's stories and learn from his spirit."

"Oh." Wen Shiyuan looked at Song Yufeng, only to see that Song Yufeng was staring at Wen Shiyuan intently. She felt a little strange. Was it necessary for him to stare at her like that?

In fact, Song Yufeng had been looking for the appearance of Wen Shiyuan in his memory and comparing it with the current Wen Shiyuan.

Well, you can still tell, and she looks really like Jiaying, but her nose is a bit like mine.

"Hey! Comrade, what's your name?" Wen Shiyuan asked.

Song Yufeng came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Comrade Wen Shiyuan, huh? I've heard of your name before. I'm Song Yufeng."

"Oh, Comrade Song Yufeng, are you a new recruit in my father's old unit?"

"Yes."

Wen Shiyuan nodded and said, "It's okay to learn from my father's spirit, but you still have to value your own life. You can't just sacrifice it... Alas, it's such a pity that my father passed away... Forget it, let's not talk about this. I don't know much about my father, but I have heard a lot of stories, and I can tell you some of them."

Song Yufeng listened carefully to the stories that Wen Shiyuan told about her past life. Wen Shiyuan spoke very seriously, or rather, she was a very serious person. The stories she told were indeed things she had done, but they were a bit exaggerated. For example, she broke into the enemy camp alone and killed more than 40 KB members. Song Yufeng remembered that he did it together with a dozen other comrades, not alone.

Bro thought he was playing Call of Duty.

"Come on, come on, let's eat and chat while we eat." After chatting for a while, Li Jiaying had already prepared the food. Song Yufeng took a look and found that they were all the foods that he and Yuanyuan loved to eat in his previous life.

Especially the Mapo Tofu, Song Yufeng likes to break the steamed bun into pieces, then spread the Mapo Tofu on the steamed bun with chopsticks and eat it with chopsticks. If he can put some pork in it, the taste will be amazing.

Song Yufeng did the same, but Li Jiaying looked at Song Yufeng with some surprise.

"Xiao Song's way of eating reminds me of how Chang Yuan also likes to eat."

"Oh, isn't this a coincidence? Comrade Wen Changyuan likes to eat like this, and so do I!" Song Yufeng laughed, but in fact he was already sweating profusely. It was too dangerous. He should leave quickly after eating. He saw that they were living well, and his wish was fulfilled. If he stayed any longer, he would probably say too much and make mistakes.

After the meal, Song Yufeng asked about his parents' condition again. Thanks to the progress of science, his parents and his parents-in-law were in very good health. The military hospital would check them every year. Even in their eighties, they could still take a half-day walk in the park and were in great shape. After learning that his parents were also in good health, Song Yufeng hurriedly said goodbye.

Looking at the two people coming out to see them off, Song Yufeng was reluctant to leave. He knew that this might be the last time he would see his wife and daughters...

He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end nothing came out. Forget it, why bother letting them worry about him anymore?

He waved and then walked away quickly.

There was no looking back.

Next it's time to go see my brothers.

But how should I meet them? What identity should I use to meet them?

Could he also use the identity of this new recruit? But Song Yufeng knew that some of his brothers were very cautious and might ask him to verify his identity or something, which would be troublesome.

Oh, I got it. He suddenly remembered that he had a friend who was not so cautious, or rather, this guy was a little stupid.

Why not go find him next and ask about the situation of my brothers. They should still be in close contact.

"Bang!" A gunshot brought Song Yufeng back to reality from his thoughts.

You know, China has extremely strict control over guns. Even the military and police are not allowed to shoot at any time and anywhere. Now in the downtown area of ​​Shanghai, gunshots can be heard. This means that something big has happened!

Song Yufeng hurried to the source of the gunshots, only to see three masked gangsters jumping out of a car, holding simple homemade pistols in their hands, and rushing into a gold shop.

Holy shit, is this still China? I've been an armed police officer for so many years, and I've never encountered anyone robbing a gold shop in a downtown area with a homemade pistol.

People around had already started calling the police, and Song Yufeng knew that he couldn't just sit back and do nothing, lest there be casualties.

He avoided the fleeing crowd and began to approach the gold shop...