The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

Gu Huai'an looked disdainful; it was a piece of cake. He patted Weifeng's head, loosened the reins, and Weifeng immediately took off, its four little hooves scrambling through the snow, hurtling towards the ball like an arrow.

"Ah—" Seeing Wei Feng jump off the cliff without hesitation, Su Wen screamed, covered her face and closed her eyes.

however……

"Woof woof..." Is the dog barking?

She slowly opened her eyes and saw the branches hanging over the cliff trembling back and forth in the cold wind. The ball caught in the branches had already been caught in Weifeng's mouth and was rolling back and forth at Gu Huai'an's feet.

"That's amazing... How did you do that?"

Lu Zheng brushed her bangs aside: "I told you to look, but you were too scared to." He then turned to Gu Huai'an and asked, "How long have you been taking care of her?"

"It was seized during a drug bust on the southwestern border last year. To achieve this in just one year makes one believe that even among dogs, there is such a thing as talent."

Lu Zheng smiled, pulled Su Wen down to squat down with him, and took her hand to touch Wei Feng's head.

The majestic military dog ​​immediately trembled, wagged its tail, and sent a "keep away" signal.

Suwen was startled and immediately withdrew her hand, looking at Weifeng with regret. The big guy glanced at her, then turned away disdainfully, wagged its tail, and waddled back to Gu Huai'an's feet, even rubbing against his leg affectionately.

Suwen raised her head, looking somewhat melancholy.

The major was trying so hard not to laugh that he almost injured himself. Su Wen blushed and poked Lu Zheng: "Why is it so obedient when you touch it?"

Lu Zheng shook his head and said to her, "Don't be afraid. The most respected people in the army are those with courage. Even a dog becomes a soldier when it joins the army; it's one of our comrades. As long as you're bold, it won't reject you."

Su Wen didn't believe him, but Lu Zheng had already forcibly grabbed her hand and moved closer to Wei Feng. Wei Feng stared at Su Wen with his majestic dog eyes, which made her nervous and want to back away.

"Close your eyes," Lu Zheng commanded, his tone gentle yet brooking no resistance.

Suwen closed her eyes tremblingly, entrusting everything to him.

Lu Zheng gently released his grip when his palm touched the soft fur. Wei Feng whimpered but did not resist. Su Wen opened her eyes in surprise and saw that Wei Feng was indeed bowing its head under his hand, letting him stroke it.

She happily patted the proud little guy's fur, and unexpectedly, contrary to its tough and proud nature, its fur was unusually soft and comfortable.

Weifeng tilted its head back and even stuck out its tongue to lick her palm. Suwen looked at it with a pair of curious and satisfied eyes, then looked up at Lu Zheng, who met her gaze with deep affection and affirmation.

Even a dog becomes different when it joins the army. Wearing the "military" badge makes it seem as if it has grown the bones of the military, quietly guarding the motherland's borders just like the border guards.

After saying goodbye to Major Gu Huai'an, Su Wen and Lu Zheng were on their way back to their company. She asked, "Aren't the border defense company and the special forces supposed to be clearly separated? Why do you seem to know him so well?"

Lu Zheng's expression was gentle, his gaze deep, as if a gentleness only appears when one is immersed in memories.

"The Gu family lives in courtyard number five."

His concise and to-the-point statement, delivered with a stingy tone, suggested that the time that had passed was truly a long, long time ago.

In the Beijing Military Region compound, he and Xiao Rong lived in courtyard number three, while Gu Huai'an lived in courtyard number five.

This young man from a military family entered military school at the tender age of sixteen, joined the army at eighteen, and after enlisting in the special forces, he only returned home twice in ten years. They shared the same background, yet chose different paths. Unexpectedly, on the border of their motherland, they would meet again.

Lu Zheng now understands a little why his grandfather insisted on him joining the army.

This is actually a very meaningful path in life.

Suwen seemed to understand but not quite. She followed behind Lu Zheng, deliberately walking on the snow tracks he left behind, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow.

"So he knew we were here and came on purpose?"

Lu Zheng turned around, stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and reached out his hand to her: "Stop playing around, come here."

She placed her hand in his warm, large palm and let him lead her forward. That hand, which had never suffered, had once caressed her entire body. Its skin, more delicate than a woman's, and its long, beautiful fingers, now had thin calluses that felt rough against the back of her hand.

Yet it brings an unexpected sense of peace.

“Huai’an, that guy…” he muttered to himself, shaking his head with a smile.

The area surrounding the Snow Wolf Commando training base, seemingly an empty forest, was actually riddled with sentries, with surveillance of every move 24 hours a day. The moment Nie Suwen first stepped across the river that morning, the alert signal had probably already reached the entire training base. How could Gu Huai'an not know?

They probably heard the news early on and came with their pack of "wolves," waiting at the edge of the cliff to watch his free show before coming out.

As Suwen said, "Too much shame to even look at one's maternal grandparents."

Lu Zheng shook his head helplessly and led Su Wen back to the barracks.

The entire company was bustling with activity that evening, as Platoon Leader Cao Zibin personally led his soldiers in setting up the mess hall.

Suwen caught a new recruit and asked him what was going on. The soldier grinned and showed a set of big white teeth: "Our company commander said that there will be a joint military-civilian dinner and tea party tonight."

When they asked the director, it turned out to be true. The film crew couldn't just freeload off the troops; they were all entertainers. What could entertainers do? Sing and dance, they thought, as a substitute for the cultural troupe that couldn't go into the mountains, to entertain the soldiers.

When the idea came out, everyone was quite supportive. They didn't slack off because they weren't getting paid to perform for the soldiers in the snowy mountains. Instead, they held a special meeting to discuss the program and create a program list, creating a harmonious and joyful atmosphere.

Suwen and Xiao Ai discussed it and came up with a program. She originally came from a singing competition, and besides acting, she also had some talent. After deciding on the program content, Suwen quietly whispered a few words in Xiao Ai's ear. Xiao Ai's eyes widened, and she took out a DSLR camera from her backpack and handed it to her, puzzled.

Nie Suwen picked up the camera; although she had never studied photography, her posture was somewhat professional.

At dinner time, Platoon Leader Cao sent someone to call them to the canteen for a get-together.

In addition to the snack, there was a plate of peanuts on each table, the kind with the shells on. There were six or seven people at each table, and only one apple on each plate, the skin of which was a little wrinkled and covered with spots.

Almost no one touched the peanuts and apples at the actors' table, while the soldiers only shelled peanuts and no one ate the apples. The reason was that no one dared to eat them; there was only one, and everyone wanted to save it for the leaders.

Finally, Cao Zibin stepped forward, using his hands to break an apple in half, and then further dividing it into four irregular pieces.

"Come on, one piece for everyone." Cao Zibin enthusiastically handed out the pieces to everyone, but he didn't keep any for himself.

"Platoon leader, you..."

"I don't want to eat this sweet stuff." Cao Zibin turned his head disdainfully. "Eat up, eat up! Don't look at me, this is a military order, everyone eat now!"

At the start of the program, it's not good for the actors to be the only ones to perform, so the program is arranged so that the actors perform one act and the soldiers perform one act, alternating between them.

The film crew started by having a handsome young man from Taiwan perform a high-energy song and dance routine. Despite the poor sound system, he still danced the robotic dance with great skill, leaving the soldiers stunned.

After the song ended, the soldiers applauded enthusiastically. Cao Zibin threw a peanut at Zhao Wenjiang, who was in a daze, on the head: "Go on, don't embarrass our platoon, or I'll deal with you during the five-kilometer cross-country run."

Zhao Wenjiang touched his forehead, feeling embarrassed, and went up. He sang Dao Lang's "The First Snow of 2002." As soon as he opened his mouth, his high-pitched and rough voice stunned everyone. Xiao Ai nudged Su Wen and said, "Wow, this is Xiao Shenyang's brother, isn't it?"

After Zhao Wenjiang finished singing, his face turned red, and everyone was still in a daze of surprise. Su Wen was the first to clap her hands. Who would have thought that this shy young man from Shandong could become such a different person when he sang?

Even the director joked, "Are there any talent scouts from a talent agency here? Let's find some talent."

As the performance progressed, one climax after another, and someone suggested that Lu Zheng go up and sing a song as well.

Even Su Wen was stunned. Lu Zheng had once managed an entire entertainment agency, but no one had ever heard him sing. They hadn't seen him select any songs when they went to karaoke rooms, and even Su Wen had never heard him sing before.

Suddenly intrigued, he joined the soldiers in chanting, "One more! One more—"

Lu Zheng sat in his seat with a blank expression, pretending not to hear.

Platoon Leader Cao, his face flushed, was half-drunk even without drinking. He nudged him and said, "Go upstairs."

Lu calmly replied, "I can't sing."

"You have to sing even if you can't!" Platoon Leader Cao said with a bandit-like air. "This is a military order!"

Lu Zheng bowed slightly, took off his hat, and stood up. The entire company cheered and applauded.

At that moment, Suwen saw a rare radiance on Lu Zheng's face. Was it shyness, helplessness, or joy? She couldn't tell; she only remembered a light she had never seen before. In the past, he was the little emperor of the Lu family, getting whatever he wanted, but he had never been so happy. Now, being with his comrades, although unwilling, his joy was genuine.

He thought for a moment and said to the sound engineer, "Let's sing that song, the one our platoon always sings."

The film crew brought sound equipment up the mountain, and the army also selected an arts soldier to assist the sound engineer in managing the sound effects. Basically, they just put on any cassette tapes they could find.