Chapter 3 Mother and Child
"Yes, I thought you were so messy?" Tang Xiaoyu said lightly.
"Just kidding, will I be so unbearable as a boy in the new century?" Wang Zhe looked proud.
"Oh, then I want to ask what this is?" Tang Xiaoyu's plain tone seemed to have a little bit of cunning that was not easy to detect.
Wang Zhe turned around distractedly, but the next second, Wang Zhe was confused because Tang Xiaoyu was pinching his nose hard, while in her hand was a black sock of Wang Zhe.
"Accident, this is definitely a beautiful accident!" Wang Lin scratched his head calmly, and then frantically recalled the origin of this slightly odorless black sock in Tang Xiaoyu's hand.
"Is that true? How could a boy in the new era let this accident happen?" Tang Xiaoyu's little face was puzzled.
"Okay, it's me that's wrong. I shouldn't lie to you. But can you promise me something?" Wang Zhe said frankly.
"There are requirements? Then I have to think about it carefully." Tang Xiaoyu also looked serious.
"Aren't you just asking you to treat me to a big meal? As for taking revenge on me like this?" Wang Zhe murmured in a low voice.
"What are you whispering?" Tang Xiaoyu leaned his head towards Wang Zhe.
"I mean: I understand everything you said, so can you agree to my request now?" Wang Zhe replied expressionlessly.
"I like smart people the most." Tang Xiaoyu looked happy.
"Are you praising me or hurting me?" Wang Zhe was a little amused.
"Of course I'm praising you. You know, I like to praise others very much." Tang Xiaoyu said calmly.
Suddenly, Wang Zhe's face became serious: "Xiaoyu, I think you have changed."
"Have you changed, have you become unfavorable?" Tang Xiaoyu's nervousness quietly climbed up to her face.
"Okay, I'm just saying nothing." Wang Zhe shook his head helplessly.
"Why are you always like this? You keep half of your words every time?" Tang Xiaoyu obviously became a little unhappy.
Wang Zhe also realized that he had played a little, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Oh, such a fragrant soup is about to be cold. No, I have to try it quickly." So he snatched the insulation bucket from Tang Xiaoyu's hand.
Just as Wang Zhe was about to open the lid, a delicate jade hand quietly climbed onto Wang Zhe's ears.
"Oh," Wang Zhe shouted in pain, "Why are you still like this? Don't you know that as a quiet girl, you need to be gentle all the time?"
"Are you saying I'm very rough?" Tang Xiaoyu increased the strength in his hands, which made Wang Zhe's screams even more intense.
Dingdong.
A familiar doorbell sound came from the door, causing the pair of live treasures in the room to stop moving.
"Xiaozhe, I am my mother, are you at home?" A loving voice came from outside the door.
"If I don't put my hand down and let my mother see it, it's time to say that I'm bullying you." Wang Zhe said proudly.
"You are bullying me, aren't you allowed to let my aunt see me?" Tang Xiaoyu still didn't let go.
Wang Zhe hasn't seen his mother for a long time, because in the army, Wang Zhe's service area is a special department and no contact with the outside world is allowed. Therefore, he hasn't seen his mother Liu Rushi for two years.
"That's right, it's been two whole years, two whole years." A trace of crystal tears began to roll in Wang Zhe's eyes.
There is an ancient saying: "If your parents are here, you won't travel far away." You do owe your mother too much.
"Hey, why are you crying? I didn't use much force?" Tang Xiaoyu comforted at a loss.
"It's not your fault, it's me that I suddenly feel that I owe my mother too much," Wang Zhe said sincerely.
"Let me open the door first," Wang Zhe wiped away the remaining tears in his eyes and forced a smile.
"Oh", Tang Xiaoyu quickly let go of Wang Zhe's ears that were already red.
Wang Zhe opened the door.
Maybe he didn't expect Tang Xiaoyu to come to his house so early, and Liu Rushi acted very surprised.
"Xiaoyu, are you here too?" Liu Rushi hurriedly came forward.
Looking at the tall Wang Zhe and the petite Tang Xiaoyu, Liu Rushi smiled, then hugged the two of them one by one, then turned his head to Wang Zhe: "Boy, is it growing again?"
Although this sentence appears every time Liu Rushi hugged Wang Zhe, Wang Zhe suddenly feels that this sentence is the most beautiful sentence in the world because it represents a kind greeting to the safe return home of his family.
Just like those overseas Chinese, they encountered natural disasters such as earthquakes, or wars and other wars abroad. At that time, when no government or other forces were willing to help them, they could still ask for help from their motherland, China.
And when they are rescued and successfully boarded a Chinese rescue ship, Chinese soldiers will say to them: "Welcome home"!
From another perspective, the words of mother Liu Rushi can also be translated as "Welcome home".
Perhaps because he hasn't been back for a long time, Liu Rushi would stop and think for a while every step he walked into the room.
And Liu Rushishi did this, Wang Zhe's longing for this former home would deepen a little, and in the end, the two hugged each other again.
The tears that Wang Zhe held back were also completely broken when he touched his mother's arms again.
You may think that Wang Zhe seems a bit too weak, but the tears can only fall when they have a sense of security. Liu Rushi is his sense of security, everything about him. No matter what the future is, at least it is like this now.
Wang Zhe is not a sentimental person. You should know what kind of nightmare it would be for him to be selected into the army as a computer major, and it is also a special force in the army.
Daily physical training has made Wang Zhe, who likes to stay at home and specializes in computer research, feel deeply painful. Coupled with the mental torture of not being able to contact his family, Wang Zhe feels like he is practicing hard in hell every day.
Therefore, it is difficult to persevere without a tenacious heart, and Wang Zhe has achieved considerable results in that special field.
In the army, not many people may know about Wang Zhe, but if the Yanhuang Sword was mentioned, people would be shocked at the first time, and then their faces would be filled with deep respect. The admiration from the bottom of their bones is not fake, but Wang Zhe is the youngest member of the Yanhuang Sword.
Therefore, if you dare to say in the army that the members of the Yanhuang Sword are very weak, I guess everyone will all look at contempt.
Because in their hearts, the members of the Yanhuang Sword are not only their comrades-in-arms, but also guard the last line of defense for China's security. Only with them can this country continue to move forward!
Chapter completed!