Time passed minute by minute, and the death orders of two hours from the Fourth Headquarters were getting closer, but Xiao Yuanchao was still unable to be found in Xiakeling.

The superiors were furious, Sun Honglie was under pressure, and Xiao Hongjun gradually lost hope.

His wife called over and over again, but Xiao Hongjun didn't know whether to answer or not. He didn't want his wife to know about this. He hoped to take her son home with her intact and pretend that nothing had happened.

The phone rang again. Xiao Hongjun stared at the familiar number, took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, and finally picked up his wife's call. He wanted to stabilize his wife with a lie. No matter how long it could be stable, it would be a little longer.

"Xiuying," Xiao Hongjun pinched his cell phone, tried to stabilize his trembling voice, and said in his usual tone: "I will take my son out for dinner and go back later."

Xiao Yuanchao's mother was named Zhao Xiuying, and she had a name that many people used in that era.

"What are you taking your son to have dinner?" Zhao Xiuying's surprised voice came from the phone. "My son just returned home. Where did you go? Go home for dinner quickly."

"What? What did you say?" Xiao Hongjun asked in a roaring voice, widened his eyes.

"You're so confused? We mother and I are waiting for you to come back for dinner, so we'll go home soon."

"Where is my son? Where is my son? I want to talk to him!"

"Old Xiao, what's wrong with you today?" Zhao Xiuying asked in confusion.

"Don't worry about what's wrong with me today!" Xiao Hongjun shouted at his cell phone: "Take the phone to his son immediately and let him talk to me!"

Hasn't his son been kidnapped? Why did he get home? Xiao Hongjun couldn't figure it out. He had to hear his son's voice before he could confirm it and believe it.

After a while, Xiao Hongjun clearly heard his son's timid voice: "Dad, I'm hungry when I go home for dinner."

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao Hongjun's tears surged out, and then he yelled: "Where did you go? Damn, where did you go for me? I know how to eat all day long, I have to beat you to death!"

Xiao Yuanchao on the phone suddenly cried, but he didn't dare to cry loudly in front of his father, so he could only hold it in his arms and make a whimpering sound.

"The person has been found, I'm at home!" Xiao Hongjun hung up the phone and shouted loudly.

Sun Honglie on the mountain got the news and immediately went down the mountain, got into the car with Xiao Hongjun and rushed towards Xiao Hongjun's house frantically.

Along the way, Xiao Hongjun kept smoking cigarettes, his face suddenly showed anger and relief. His son was at home, yes, he heard it correctly, that was his son's voice. But how did he go home and how did he go home?

With a "bang", the door of his own bungalow was pushed open heavily, and the thin Xiao Yuanchao sat upright at the dining table in the main room.

When Xiao Yuanchao saw his father walking in, his face was full of fear, he stood up straight, and his little body kept trembling.

Seeing that his son was intact, Xiao Hongjun finally let go of his heart, which was hanging in his throat. But what followed was anger, anger.

"Tell me! Where did you go!" Xiao Hongjun was like an outbreak of wild beast, roaring at Xiao Yuanchao, raising his right hand to fight.

With a "pop", Xiao Yuanchao was so scared that he sat on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, and kept retreating until he retreated under the table, then he cracked his mouth and cried loudly: "Dad, wuwuwu... don't hit me, I will never dare to run around again, I will never dare to, wuwuwu..."

In front of Xiao Hongjun, Xiao Yuanchao was even more courageous than a mouse. What he feared most was that his father beat him, for fear that his father beat him to death.

"Xiao Hongjun, what do you want to do!" Zhao Xiuying pulled her crying son out from under the table and hugged him tightly, shouting at Xiao Hongjun: "If you dare to touch your son today, I will die with you!"

Seeing his wife like a female tiger protecting her cub, Xiao Hongjun held her right hand in the air and then slowly put it down. His furious cheeks also returned to calm, becoming kind and kind.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, hehe." Xiao Hongjun smiled and reached out to hold his son from his wife's arms.

But Zhao Xiuying took a big step back and stared at Xiao Hongjun vigilantly.

"Dad, wuwuwu..." Xiao Yuanchao hugged his mother's neck tightly with one hand, and cried and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Hongjun.

Xiao Hongjun was stunned, and Sun Honglie, who had already reported to his leaders behind him, was also stunned.

"Where did the smoke come from?" Xiao Hongjun looked at Xiao Yuanchao and asked softly.

"I bought it for you, wuwu... I see you, your cigarettes are finished, wuwu..." Xiao Yuanchao sobbed and said, "I used the piglet, the money of the piglet, money... I also bought Wangwang Snow Cake. Dad, Dad... Wuwuwu... I will never dare again, don't beat me to death, wuwuwu..."

Hearing these words, Xiao Hongjun punched the table, squatted on the ground, hugged his head and burst into tears.

Zhao Xiuying, who was holding the child, also cried, and the family of three cried together.

Sun Honglie, who was standing there, didn't know what he felt. He knew very well what the three generations of the Xiao family's grandparents and grandchildren were, and he knew more about what kind of iron-blooded man Xiao Hongjun was on the battlefield back then. But today he knelt down, cried, and begged.

"Old Xiao, it's okay, it's all over." Sun Honglie patted Xiao Hongjun's twitching shoulder and said to Zhao Xiuying: "Sister-in-law, Lao Xiao's emotions are a little unstable when he sees something today. It's okay, it's okay."

Zhao Xiuying wiped her tears and nodded. She didn't know what happened today, and Lao Xiao's emotions in the past two years were indeed wrong, and he was even a little schizophrenia.

Xiao Yuanchao opened his tears and looked at Sun Honglie's military uniform, touched the dining table with his right hand, and then touched a piece of meat and quickly stuffed it into his mouth to swallow it, and then looked at his crying father with fear.

"If the child is hungry, let the child eat first." Sun Honglie helped Xiao Hongjun up and said with a smile: "Old Xiao, I'm hungry too. When you are here, you have to care about my meal, haha."

Xiao Hongjun wiped away his tears, looked at his son's timid eyes, and stretched out his hand to touch his son's head.

Xiao Yuanchao's body immediately trembled, and the timidity in his eyes turned into horror.

Seeing this expression of his son, Xiao Hongjun sighed deeply, his face full of regret and self-blame, and he whispered: "Eat."

After a meal, Xiao Hongjun smoked his son and used the change from the pig pig's piggy bank to buy him, and gently hugged his wife in a daze.

Sun Honglie has left, there is no need to let Zhao Xiuying know about this, and he has to hunt down the bandit.

Xiao Yuanchao, curled up in the quilt, biting his finger, his little head in excitement: Dad didn’t hit me today, really didn’t hit me. That uncle didn’t lie to me, he was a good person!

It was already late at night. After a day of intense mental stress, Xiao Hongjun and Zhao Xiuying fell asleep, but Xiao Yuanchao woke up and looked at the person sitting in front of his bed with wide eyes: the uncle who did not lie to him, Chang Sheng.

"Xiao Yuanchao, Wangwang Snow Cake." Chang Sheng put a large bag of Wangwang Snow Cakes on the bed and said with a smile: "Go down the mountain and walk left and then left, then go left, go right, go right, turn a corner and go right, go right, jump over, go right, go right, go right, go right. I found the hospital and have a medical treatment."

Seeing Wangwang Snow Cake, Xiao Yuanchao grinned, grabbed a tear-open plastic wrapping paper, and ate it crispy.

"Xiao Yuanchao, can you tell me how you got home by yourself?" Chang Sheng asked.

He came here to figure out this question: How did this child come home without anyone noticing it?

"Just go right, right, and then left, and take the bus." Xiao Yuanchao, who was eating Wangwang snow cakes, reached out and gestured.

"But there are so many people on the mountain, why haven't you discovered them?" Chang Sheng continued to ask.

"Hide and seek." Xiao Yuanchao tore open another Wangwang snow cake and said without raising his head.

Hidden and seek? Playing hide and seek with special forces? A five and a half-year-old child has not been discovered yet?

A thick strange color appeared in Chang Sheng's eyes, and he continued to ask: "How did you play hide-and-seek with them?"

"It's just a hide-and-seek game." Xiao Yuanchao raised his head, sucked his fingers and whispered: "Uncle, my father really didn't hit me. You didn't lie to me. You even bought me Wangwang snow cakes. I'll tell you how to play hide-and-seek."

After saying this, Xiao Yuanchao put down the Wangwang snow cake in his hand, jumped under the bed like a treasure, and struggled to move the bedside table, revealing a hole leading to the outside.

"Is this what you dug?" Chang Sheng asked in surprise.

Xiao Yuanchao nodded vigorously, looked at the bedroom door, stretched out his hand in front of his mouth and booed, "Dad doesn't let me go out for fun, I'll dig a hole to play hide-and-seek."

"You really dug it?" Chang Sheng asked repeatedly.

This wall is a two-four brick wall with cement on it, which makes it difficult for adults to dig, not to mention a five-and-a-half-year-old child to dig a hole here. Moreover, this hole was dug under the nose of an adult, but it was not discovered!
Chapter completed!