The guard followed Han Lingxiao and headed towards the military helicopter temporarily parked at the airport in the neighboring city.

Han Lingxiao's phone rang and never stopped. Before the plane took off, Han Lingxiao finally answered Han Jin's phone number.

As soon as the phone was connected, Han Jin's anxious voice came.

"Dad, think clearly, don't be impulsive!"

Han Lingxiao curled his lips and smiled, but he expressed his concern for his son.

"Han Jin, you, I am the deputy commander of the war zone. I still know what to do and what not to do."

Han Jin couldn't see Han Lingxiao's expression, but he knew that the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone must be smiling.

Although Han Lingxiao is very busy at work and the country needs him very much, he rarely sees him, but he can still understand his father's character.

In such a situation, he must be fully prepared to speak those words in such a confident tone.

Or there is a very reasonable excuse, and that excuse must be comparable to the importance of being on the front line.

Otherwise, even though he was the commander of the war zone, he would still not be able to leave his post without permission.

Han Jin, who was relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, moved his neck, which was stiff because of anxious call, and looked at Han Yao, who was also looking at him.

I scratched the tip of her nose comfortably, and there was a bigger surprise here!

However, Han Lingxiao still knew nothing.

Originally, when Han Yao was trying to save someone, he saw that her face was a little confused, but because of the dam's storm,

He couldn't even do anything else, and now his aunt Han Zhengfen's affairs were interrupted.

He asked him to throw Han Yao's affairs out of the way.

"Han Jin, tell me your current geographical location."

"dad……"

"Don't talk nonsense, delay official duties, you are fully responsible."

Han Lingxiao's words made Han Jin unable to help but hold his forehead, and he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he turned on the hands-free.

He coughed lightly and handed the phone slightly to Han Yao's mouth.

"No. 7, Group 5, Jindong Village, Erjia Town, Tongfu District, Nancheng, J Province."

Han Yao's cold and hoarse female voice sounded, but Han Lingxiao on the other end of the phone did not react. He responded and hung up the phone directly.

Han Jin looked at Han Yao, who was leaning against Fu Shaoli because he was unable to bear the energy.

"That, sister, dad doesn't usually do that."

It means you don't mind, Han Yao shook his head slightly,

He was still holding the letter left by Han Zhengfen, folded it squarely and held it in his hand, and the mahogany box was still on her legs.

After touching the letter for a long time, Han Yao put the envelope back into the small mahogany box, which was placed on the bed by her.

Grabbing Fu Shaoli's shoulder, Han Yao pointed to the big box in the corner.

"Help me over and take a look."

Since that big box will appear in my grandmother's room, it naturally shows who the owner of this thing is.

The remaining houses of Old Man Yang at that time are still in Yang Guozhong's family. When Old Man Yang was entrusting his orphan at that time,

He also gave his small and broken thatched house to Han Zhengfen, the house was the predecessor of Yang Guozhong's family's house.

Old man Yang also passed down the things like money and old antiques that can be passed on to his descendants.

Grandma and Old Man Yang were not married at that time, and in theory they were not husband and wife.

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Chapter completed!