Liu Yinshu looked at the ship getting closer and closer... her heart was pounding and pounding. She was worried about him every day for two years. Every time the news from the front line came, she was frightened. She didn't care about any heroes or Wu Quxing. She only knew that it was her husband who went to war. Now he was finally back.

While thinking about it, the familiar and unfamiliar figure that had been thinking about it countless times in her dream appeared on the springboard. She couldn't help but meet it. At this time, a soft voice came from behind: "Mom, is that dad?"

Liu Yinshu's steps just now stopped immediately, turned his head and saw Yaya looking at the soldiers who were getting off the boat with curious eyes. Liu Yinshu squatted down and said softly to Yaya: "Well, the one in front is Dad."

Yaya is already five years old. Her appearance when Zhuang Jihua left two years ago has gradually blurred in her memory. As for Momo, who is less than two years old, he has no impression. He just looked around curiously.

The crowd began to surge, and Liu Yinshu and his daughter fell behind. Zhuang Li and Zhuang Laishun came over and one held Yaya's hand. The other picked up Momo and followed slowly behind the crowd.

Qinglong and anxious became lively as the people waiting appeared. Zhuang Jihua talked and laughed with them one by one. Now he was their center, but Liu Yinshu appeared in front of him, but he still couldn't resist the excitement in his heart.

"I've lost weight," Zhuang Jihua took her into her arms regardless of the surrounding gazes, and couldn't help but whisper in her ear: "I'm sorry, I've made you worry."

Liu Yinshu's tears almost burst out from her eyes. After a while, she realized that something was wrong. She broke away from Zhuang Jihua's arms and said shyly: "Look at you."

Zhuang Jihua was very concerned: "What's the matter? If it was in Europe and the United States, it would be much more powerful than this."

Li Zhilong also nodded seriously: "It's right, but the Cultural Revolution seems to be a hot kiss, and with this, it's all."

Liu Yinshu was very embarrassed and quickly pushed Zhuang Jihua away. Zhuang Jihua held her hand vigorously, and then counterattacked Li Zhilong: "I said Zai Tian, ​​I thought you could grow stronger in the back, so why are you still black and thin, sister-in-law..." When he said this, he glanced at Pan Huiqin meaningfully.

Pan Huiqin cursed hatefully: "Don't spit out ivory from the dog's mouth. It's all the country's general."

"My sister-in-law misunderstood. I mean, isn't my sister-in-law being treated unfairly in the field? Look at him as thin as a bamboo pole, light and the wind can blow away." Zhuang Jihua smiled cunningly.

Everyone laughed, Pan Huiqin's face turned redder. At this time, Zhuang Laishun and Zhuang Li came with their children. Zhuang Jihua quickly let go of Liu Yinshu and took two steps: "Mom and Dad, why are you here?"

Zhuang Li said softly: "My son is back, why don't I come and take it? I only have such a son."

Zhuang Jihua felt warm in his heart. The adoptive father and mother treated him from the bottom of their hearts. They and Liu Yinshu were his relatives in this world. Zhuang Laishun was not good at speaking. He looked at Zhuang Jihua silently and said easily: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back. Our family has finally reunited."

These words almost made Zhuang Li almost cry on the spot. Liu Yinshu hurriedly pulled the children over: "Yaya, call him dad."

Zhuang Jihua squatted down and looked at Yaya with joy: "My Yaya is so big."

He reached out and hugged him, but he didn't expect that Yaya blinked her eyes, tilted her head, and the smile in front of her face, with a little cunning look in her eyes, turned around and grabbed the corner of her mother's clothes: "Mom, is this dad?"

"Haha." There was a burst of laughter around, but the laughter was a little bitter. Liu Yinshu said bitterly: "Silly child, I want my father all day long, but my father doesn't recognize him when he comes back."

Yaya then shouted shyly: "Dad."

Zhuang Jihua agreed sadly, then hugged her in his arms, and Yaya hugged her neck: "Dad, dad, my dad is back, dad is back."

Seeing Yaya's happy look, Liu Yinshu's eyes turned red, and Zhuang Li brought Momo over again: "Jihua, this is your son, Momo."

Zhuang Jihua put Yaya down and carefully looked at the little guy in front of him: "Momo, A Shu, good name."

When he left, his son didn't have a name. Now his son is almost two years old. Zhuang Jihua picked up Momo again: "Son, it's so heavy. When he left, you were only a little older. Now you are so old, call him Dad."

Unexpectedly, Momo raised her little face and smiled at him, but she just didn't speak. Yaya grabbed the corner of Zhuang Jihua's coat tightly. Gong Xiuhua came over to pick her up when she saw this: "Yaya, do you still remember Gong's mother?"

Yaya Gong Xiuhua nodded happily, and her smile was happier than seeing Zhuang Jihua: "My Palace."

Gong Xiuhua chuckled: "Yaya, have you ever thought about Gong Mama?"

"think."

"How much do you think?" Gong Xiuhua teased.

Yaya was serious about her fingers and said for a long time: "I really want to, I really want to."

"Okay, okay, the Cultural Revolution, let's talk about what you have later. Now let's go back first and fill your stomach." Mei Yuntian said.

"Yuntian, why didn't I see my little sister?" Zhuang Jihua then remembered that the familiar mediator Youlan was not present, and it was impossible for her to miss such an occasion.

"She has accompanied the old man to Shaanxi and has been leaving for half a month." Mei Yuntian's face was a little complicated. Zhuang Jihua was happy and did not pay attention.

Then Zhuang Jihua saw a wheelchair. He immediately handed Momo to Liu Yinshu: "Mr. Jingjiang, I didn't expect you to come too."

"I live in Guanyin Bridge, no trouble at all." Zhang Jingjiang's tone was still lazy: "Cultural Revolution, you'll be fine if you come back. I've worked hard all these years. Have a good rest for two days and don't worry about anything."

Zhuang Jihua smiled bitterly. It seemed that Zhang Jingjiang knew everything. He explained the meaning clearly in a few simple sentences. When Chiang Kai-shek in Jinan asked him to come back, then what would he do when he came back? Prepare for the future.

Zhuang Jihua greeted Cao Xiuqing, Song Xilian's wife Leng Lanqin, and Lan Yundong's wife Du Yiyou, and finally it was Xiaoxiu's turn.

"Xiao Xiu, Yun Fei will be with his troops and it will take a few days to arrive. Don't worry, he is not hurt at all." As he said that, he touched the little boy next to her: "Boy, you have grown so tall if you haven't seen each other for two years."

Song Shijie (son of Song Yunfei) is not as big as Yaya, but taller than Yaya, and is already at Xiaoxiu's waist. He did not avoid Zhuang Jihua's hand, but instead looked up at Zhuang Jihua with his head raised and asked loudly: "Uncle Zhuang, how many Japanese have you killed?"

Zhuang Jihua was stunned. The boy had a pretty charming style. He smiled and stood up straight and said to Xiaoxiu, "This kid is promising and deserves to be your son and Yunfei."

"My father is so powerful, he must be much more killing than you." Song Shijie made a face at Yaya.

"No!" Yaya shouted in Gong Xiuhua's arms: "My father is so powerful, he killed..." As she said that, she began to pull her fingers again, and she didn't figure out how much it would take to ensure victory until she was old. Finally, she shouted unwillingly: "So many, so many, Japanese."

"No, your dad can't beat my dad, so the Japanese killed must not have...."

"I'm Xiu, Song Shijie will definitely be better than you in the future." Zhuang Jihua shook his head and sighed. Xiao Xiu laughed. It turned out that his ability was back to her.

"That's right, you're not someone's son," Xiaoxiu was not polite at all, but today she planned to give Zhuang Jihua some face: "But Yaya is not bad either. If you inherit your style, you will definitely have a future."

"Thank you, Jinkou, for saving me some face." Zhuang Jihua bowed to her, but Xiao Xiu suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "It's the chairman, it's not serious."

Zhuang Jihua laughed: "This is vulgar. Flying and dragging are the true nature. How tired you are always wearing a mask."

Seeing Zhuang Jihua joking with Xiaoxiu unscrupulously, Leng Lanqin whispered to Cao Xiuqing: "Sister-in-law, this Chairman Zhuang is very familiar with Xiaoxiu."

Leng Lanqin originally lived in Nanjing. After the war in Songhu started, she took her children to Wuhan. Later, Song Xilian asked her to go to Chongqing. Liu Yinshu helped her buy a house at Guanyin Bridge. She lived in Guanyin Bridge with her two children and often came to the base to accompany Liu Yinshu and Cao Xiuqing.

Cao Xiuqing smiled slightly and said softly: "The relationship between Song Yunfei and Wu Ziniu is extraordinary. After the Niu Xing war, he knew Xiaoxiu when he was recuperating in Wuhan. They have always been like this."

The group smiled and walked back to the base slowly. It became even slower to enter the base. They kept meeting the work in the base, experts, professors, and Zhuang Jihua kept talking to them, and their pace became slower. From the gate to the family building, it turned out that it was only five minutes away, but it took half an hour.

Finally, I arrived at the door. As soon as the door opened, two girls appeared at the door and saluted slightly to Zhuang Jihua, Liu Yinshu and others: "Sir, Madam."

Zhuang Jihua thought it was a maid hired by his family, so he took the lead in the house without caring about it. Liu Yinshu followed behind, and the group quickly stuffed the house full of it and couldn't sit down.

"Cultural Revolution, your family is too crowded." Zhang Jingjiang frowned slightly: "It's better to change it."

"What are you going to Chengdu soon, A Shu is going to Chengdu with me." Zhuang Jihua said indifferently: "It's a little crowded here, why don't we go downstairs to sit downstairs?"

There are several stone tables in front of the family building, and many important decisions made in the development of the southwest are made next to these stone tables.

Zhang Jingjiang gave him a blank look, and Li Zhilong responded first: "Okay, Ziniu, go to my house to get a few chairs."

Pan Huiqin stood up and said from Cao Xiuqing and Leng Lanqin: "Forget it, Xiuqing, Lanqin, let's arrange it and let them chat."

Liu Yinshu hurriedly said, "I'll go with my sister-in-law."

The women quickly left the living room, and at this time, only Zhang Jingjiang, Li Zhilong, Mei Yuntian, and Zhuang Laishun and his wife were left in the living room. Even Gong Xiuhua and Wu Ziniu went out together.
Chapter completed!