When Xiaojun returned to the city of Tianjing, the military parade was about to begin. In the history of Xiaojun's memory, there was no military parade this year. It was not until 1984 that the military parade was resumed. It may be that his little butterfly influenced the development of history, or it may be that the D-Series personnel had the right to speak in the central government in advance. This military parade, which was proposed by D, happened a few years later, a few years later.

Although the military parade was held relatively suddenly, it still attracted the attention of the people internationally and domestically. This military parade was like the world showing the smooth transition between the first and second generation leaders of China, and to warn some people who want to create chaos through the transition stage of China's leadership.

Xiaojun parked the car far away, tidied up the messy clothes on his body, took off the coat with some blood stains on his upper body, walked out of the car, took out a pack of cigarettes in the car and lit one at his mouth. He hadn't felt the smell of tobacco for a long time. The body that had been reborn and modified after being transformed no longer needs tobacco from the former smoker, but Xiaojun was still used to lit one after he was highly nervous to relieve it.

Relying on the corner not far from the exit of the leader's parade car, Xiaojun looked at the crowds in front of him and the soldiers who maintained order and smiled slightly. Although some of the things he did after his rebirth were prepared for his family and his own way to the top, at this moment, looking at the people's turbulent and tragic faces filled with smiles from the heart, he had fewer political factors to the tasks he had completed over several days, and could create a safe environment for the people present. Xiaojun also felt a little relieved from the bottom of his heart. His ability was not in vain.

Seeing that the military parade began, two real Chinese discourse people, D and Chairman Ye, were riding in the leadership car at the same time, and Xiaojun felt a sigh in his heart. It seemed that the central government really attached great importance to this military parade. Both supreme leaders came out. Even though they knew that there was an assassination this time, they still stood in the car with a smile and waved like a crowd around them.

Xiaojun stood behind the crowd, leaning against the wall and staring at D Ye and the others from a distance, as if telepathic. The two looked at the direction where Xiaojun was standing at the same time, and looked at each other with a few eyes facing each other. Xiaojun knew that the two saw him. Although they were far apart, Xiaojun was sure that they saw him, so he immediately stood at attention and saluted, as if the two of them were signaling the completion of the task.

D Ye and the other two stood in the car and smiled at each other. Ben felt a little worried and relaxed. The next movements made the people and soldiers around him puzzled. The two raised their hands in one direction at the same time, and the smiles on their faces were particularly bright.

Xiaojun turned around and left with a smile. He found that someone had turned around and watched in the direction of saluting D and Ye.

He drove back to the door of the family compound of Tianjin Military Region in a jeep. The guards at the door looked at the broken car with gun marks in front of him, thinking that something big happened. When he saw Xiaojun get out of the car, the soldiers knew the youngest son of the Zuo Division Commander and quickly put down the raised gun.

"Please drive this car to a secluded place. My father comes back and tells him the location of the car. This is a car used for the mission. Don't worry, it's all gunshot wounds caused by the exercises. My father comes back and hand it over to him." Xiaojun comforted the two recruits in front of him, then turned around and walked into the compound.

When he walked home, there was not a single person. It seemed that he had been watching the military parade. Xiaojun changed all his clothes, took a cold shower and changed into new underwear. The fatigue and hunger accumulated over many days invaded his body. He ran to the kitchen to find the steamed buns that might be left yesterday. He hurriedly swallowed a few of them and then ran back to the room and lay on the bed.

With a "bang" sound on the window, Xiaojun said, "It seems that I have to let my father pay close attention to the guard work of the military region. How can you allow you to come and go freely? The security work of the entire military region seems to be useless for you brothers and sisters."

Shuang'er did not answer Xiaojun's question, and sat silently next to the bed, looking at him who was a little tired.

"I've been bothering you these days. I'm not very relieved to protect my father's defense." Xiaojun continued without opening his eyes.

"It's nothing. I just sensed that you appeared at the parade site. I knew that the mission was completed, so I came back quickly. How about it? Are you tired?" Shuang'er asked with heartache.

"Yeah, a little bit." Xiaojun shook his slightly confused head.

"I'll press you, you can have a good sleep." Shuang'er said as she sat down to Xiao Jun's head, gently placed his head on his slender legs, and gently pressed his temples with both hands to squeeze back and forth.

"Well, I haven't entered deep sleep for a long time. Only Shuang'er's hands can make me feel comfortable forgetting the surrounding environment and have a good sleep." After that, he rubbed his head against Shuang'er's thigh and shouted that this pillow was so comfortable.

"Lying down well, don't move around." Shuang'er gently patted Xiaojun's face with her hands, and cursed with a coquettish smile.

Slowly, looking at Xiaojun who was about to fall asleep, Shuang'er whispered in his ear: "Take off your shirt and go to bed, feel more comfortable."

Xiaojun, who was already sleepy, didn't say anything, but just raised his hands slightly. Shuang'er smiled and thought to himself that this lazy man, but he didn't stop his hands and took off Xiaojun's shirt from his head.

Shuang'er gently massaged Xiaojun with special techniques. Gradually, Xiaojun snoring sounded slightly. Shuang'er knew that the man in front of him had entered sleep. Seeing him sleeping like a child, Shuang'er smiled, it was really hard for him. It's really a long time since he had seen him put down his body and mind and enter deep sleep.

Gently put Xiaojun's head on the pillow, Shuang'er gave him a decompression massage from top to bottom, especially on his feet for a long time. Half an hour later, when he saw Xiaojun snoring loudly, Shuang'er knew that he could have a good sleep this time, and silently sat next to Xiaojun's head again. Looking at the man who had been unwilling to truly accept him, Shuang'er knew that he was carrying too many things, even his parents and Xiaoyu didn't know about it. Only he who had been by his side understood how difficult it was for this man.

While he was sleeping, Shuang'er gently kissed Xiaojun and caressed his face with caress. He felt that although it was late autumn, the weather was still a bit stuffy. Shuang'er sat in front of Xiaojun's bed, picked up a fan and gently fanned him to drive away the heat.

Time passed little by little, and it was not until the sound of the door opening sounded downstairs that Shuang'er put down the fan and went out through the window.

Li Xue and Xiaoyu and his daughter walked into the house. When they saw that the military parade were all senior members of the military, they all watched in a better position. After that, Xiaoyu separated from the three sisters in the dormitory and followed her mother to Xiaojun's home.
Chapter completed!