Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 589 Arrival in the Mountain City

Ye Shaohong saw Ming Lou, but Ming Lou did not see Ye Shaohong.

Or rather, even if the two of them walked past each other and bumped into each other, Minglou would not be able to recognize Ye Shaohong.

no way.

Who can blame Ye Shaohong for rising to prominence so quickly?

He had a considerable reputation within the intelligence system, but few people actually knew him.

Although Minglou was a veteran of the Special Service, he had already gone to France several years ago on Dai Yunong's orders.

Take over and control of overseas business.

Now that he's returned to China, even if he wanted to get to know Ye Shaohong, he wouldn't have the chance.

Our brief encounter is merely a coincidence.

Therefore, after a brief moment of thought, Ye Shaohong gave up the idea of ​​going forward to meet and make contact with Minglou.

Because it's not suitable.

The work of the intelligence system is too complex; a single oversight could cost you your life.

Ming Lou's background is even more complicated than Zheng Yaoxian's.

Although he trusted Minglou's character, he didn't want to risk his life easily.

After a quick glance, Ye Shaohong turned and left without hesitation.

He did not leave the military hospital for the next few days.

After Yu Manli's wound scabbed over and the doctor examined her, giving her a treatment plan that allowed her to be discharged and recuperate at home, Ye Shaohong personally drove her away.

They then spent a few more days wandering around Jinling City.

After thoroughly enjoying the ancient capital of the south, three days later, Ye Shaohong hosted a banquet at his home to entertain Xu Baichuan and Zheng Yaoxian.

The three of them drank and chatted happily, getting quite drunk.

On the morning of the fourth day, Ye Shaohong took Yu Manli, Li Yunlong, and Chi Tiecheng on a passenger ship bound for the mountain city.

This time, I have only one goal: to go home and visit my family.

He also wanted to let his elderly parents and grandfather see the woman Ye Shaohong had chosen.

After learning the purpose of her trip from Ye Shaohong, Yu Manli immediately felt uneasy.

Others may not know about her past, but Yu Manli herself can't forget it. Although she has now devoted herself entirely to Ye Shaohong, Yu Manli is a traditional woman and still feels inferior deep down.

She worried that if Ye Shaohong's family found out about those past events, they might still refuse to let her visit.

At the same time, she was also worried that her past might affect Ye Shaohong's status in the family.

Thinking too much made Yu Manli somewhat depressed.

Ye Shaohong was incredibly perceptive; he only needed to think for a moment to immediately guess Yu Manli's thoughts.

To be honest, as a normal man, Ye Shaohong naturally cares about these things too.

But he could not forget Yu Manli's infatuation with him.

He could never forget the infatuation Yu Manli showed him during their two life-and-death experiences together.

There are many good women in the world. But Ye Shaohong is not a chosen one. He never thought that his life could be so perfect, and that a perfect woman would be waiting for him on the road ahead.

Compared to those ethereal and unattainable ideals, Yu Manli was different; she was precisely the woman who suited Ye Shaohong.

That's enough.

However, Ye Shaohong certainly couldn't say these words aloud to comfort Yu Manli.

He could only think of other ways to persuade and comfort her.

Go and cheer Yu Manli up.

time flies.

Before they knew it, another seven days had passed. When the cruise ship’s horn sounded again, they had arrived at the mountain city dock.

As Ye Shaohong emerged from the dock, he casually glanced around and immediately spotted his father and mother. This was news he had specifically sent a telegram to inform them before leaving Jinling.

After the elders in the family learned of the news, they had already been calculating the days and waiting for Ye Shaohong to return.

The father and son, and the mother and son, reunited after more than half a year. Although there were no touching words, the atmosphere of closeness was still there.

However, this feeling of family bliss only lasted for a brief moment.

Then, Ye's parents' gazes naturally fell on Yu Manli. Seeing such a beautiful woman accompanying Ye Shaohong, the two elderly people guessed Yu Manli's identity almost instantly.

They immediately forgot about Ye Shaohong.

Ye's father raised his hand and pushed Ye Shaohong aside. Then he pulled Ye's mother and they came to Yu Manli's side.

"Oh my, is this our future daughter-in-law?"

"Look how beautiful she is!" "I don't know where my Shao Hong got his good fortune from, to actually find such a beautiful wife."

"Girl, come here quickly, let Auntie take a look."

Then came another round of praise and compliments. Faced with the repeated praise from Mr. and Mrs. Ye, Yu Manli's face turned bright red.

Yu Manli was a rare heroine in this era.

But when facing Mother Ye, these two ordinary people with little fighting power acted like little girls.

At a loss.

After another ten minutes or so of this, Ye Shaohong's parents reluctantly stopped talking only after his firm protest.

The group walked out of the dock together.

Ye Shaohong became depressed after leaving the dock.

It's not that he was disliked by Ye's parents again, but the roads in the mountain city are truly speechless.

The undulating mountain path gave Ye Shaohong, who had never been to this place before, his first taste of unspeakable hardship.

They were even riding in sedan chairs.

As Ye Shaohong walked along, he was afraid that he, a grown man, would lose himself in the mountain city.

Then Ye Shaohong saw the unique decorations of the mountain city people in this era.

The men had cloth wrapped around their heads, wore ethnic minority short-sleeved shirts and shorts, and straw sandals on their feet.

Many people were still carrying carrying poles or wooden sticks.

As he walked, the conversations of passersby made Ye Shaohong's eyes widen in surprise.

"Bashi!"

"Old man!"

"Uncle!" Ye Shaohong could understand these things; even without his parents explaining, he could roughly guess some of them.

But “gaga”, “gapo”, “zaiyazi”, “piaoshua”, “chentou”, “quebo”, “goujia”, “hachuocuo”, “shenchuocuo”, “laoguaizi”, “qianfan’er”...

The unique Sichuan dialect spoken by the people of this mountain town completely baffled Ye Shaohong.

What's going on?

Does Sichuan dialect have its own unique vocabulary?

Why is it that Ye Shaohong can understand these words individually, but he just can't figure out what they are talking about?

Well, he really is inexperienced.

But you can't blame him for that, since he was a northerner in his previous life and a Zhejiang native in this one.

The dialects and intonations of the two places are quite different from those of Sichuan dialect, the land of abundance. At the same time, Ye Shaohong also recalled a past event.

Later, he saw a joke online that said the best codebook during the Republic of China era was not some strange script encoded in mathematics.

It should be a local language of China.

In his previous life, he had some doubts and questions about this, but now, at this moment, when he personally came to Sichuan and to the mountain city, he truly believed it.

Awesome!

Our land of China is not only rich in natural resources, but also boasts a long and rich history of culture and customs.

Filled with endless curiosity, Ye Shaohong, Yu Manli, Li Yunlong, and Chi Tiecheng began to observe the local customs and culture of the mountain city with great interest.

Everything surprised them.

Before they knew it, they had spent another half hour traveling back and forth, changing vehicles along the way, and finally returned to Shapingba just as night was about to fall.

They returned to the entrance of the courtyard that the Ye family had purchased in the mountain city.

As soon as Ye Shaohong got out of the car, the first thing he saw was his grandfather.

The old man was in good health and in high spirits, but even so, Ye Shaohong's eyes still reddened the moment he saw him.

Ye Shaohong will never forget it.

When he last returned home to visit his parents and relatives, the old man sang "Dingjun Mountain" over the courtyard wall as he left.

The poignant emotions of the older generation—their love for their grandchildren, yet the inability to send them to the battlefield—evoke a sense of reluctance and heartache.

It seems to still be faintly echoing in Ye Shaohong's ears.

Ye Shaohong felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart.

He could no longer restrain himself and quickly put down his luggage. He ran a few steps to the old man and knelt down with a thud.

"Grandpa, your unfilial grandson has come back to see you!"