After leaving the bar, Zhang Laosan took Yang Feng to the relevant departments to handle the relevant procedures. After the procedures were completed, the supermarket no longer belonged to Zhang Miao's wife.

The procedures were completed for a whole day, and when Yang Feng was walking on the way back to the hospital, it was already evening.

He carried a backpack and the bank card in his pocket. Although it was very light, his heart was heavy. I hope my sister-in-law would not regret today's decision.

When he arrived at the hospital, Yang Feng walked into the ward and saw Zhang Miao's mother, an old man with white hair.

Her eyes were red and swollen, which was obviously caused by crying for a long time.

When she saw Yang Feng, her eyes were filled with tears again, because Yang Feng was wearing military uniform and looked so similar to her son!

Yang Feng felt sad. The most painful thing in the world is to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

"Yang Feng, how did I get rid of what you did?"

Compared to the old lady, Zhang Miao's wife's emotions were much more stable. This strong woman was so fragile, helpless and sad after receiving the bad news. However, after giving birth, she became stronger again, restrained the sadness with strong perseverance and hid it deep in her heart.

Because she knew that this family is now the pillar of the house. If the pillar of the house collapses, the house will collapse, so she must be strong.

"It's all done." Yang Feng responded, putting the bank card and relevant procedures on the bedside table.

"Thank you." Zhang Miao's wife said.

"This is what I should do." Yang Feng said quickly, and glanced at the sleeping little girl Shuhan, and a warm current surged in his heart.

As if I had sensed something, the baby suddenly started crying again with a "wow", and a clear and loud voice resounded throughout the room.

Zhang Miao's mother and daughter-in-law began to get busy in a hurry, with deep love and worry on her face, completely leaving Yang Feng aside.

In the hearts of the two, Shuhan is all about them.

Yang Feng withdrew from the ward with tactfulness because he might not be suitable for him to see what happened next.

Sitting on the bench in the corridor and looking at the people coming and going, Yang Feng suddenly felt that he had no meaning to stay.

The task is completed, and it is time for me to leave.

Of course, there is another important thing before leaving.

Thinking of it, he looked at the backpack next to him, and his expression gradually became firm.

The ward door was opened, and Zhang Miao's mother walked out, holding a urinary pot in her hand, nodded at Yang Feng, and walked towards the toilet.

Yang Feng walked into the ward and said, "Sister-in-law, since I have completed the task, it's time to leave, but before leaving, there is something to leave for you."

After thinking about it, he still thought it was more appropriate to give the urn in his backpack to Zhang Miao's wife.

"Is it something like Zhang Miao's relics?" Zhang Miao's wife said calmly, and she had already guessed something.

Yang Feng whispered: "It's the ashes and the pension."

When Zhang Miao’s wife heard these two words, she trembled all over, her eyes were filled with tears, "Thank you for bringing him back, please give it to me now."

Yang Feng slowly took off his backpack and placed it beside the bed.

Zhang Miao's wife gently touched her backpack and shed two lines of clear tears. When she heard the footsteps of the old lady coming back, she controlled her emotions and wiped away her tears, which seemed nothing happened, and gave Yang Feng a pleading look.

Yang Feng naturally knew what it meant, after all, he thought so, so he nodded slightly.

Zhang Miao's wife put her backpack on the TV series and pretended that nothing had happened.

Yang Feng said, "Sister-in-law, aunt, I'll leave."

"Thanks."

Thousands of words of gratitude were finally condensed into these two words.

Yang Feng felt warm and left the hospital.

It was already dark, and Yang Feng was not in a hurry to leave the county town. There were still six days left for the holiday, so there was plenty of time, so there was no hurry.

He found a hotel and stayed in.

The next morning, he got on the bus home early.

Yang Feng's home is in Heyang City, and it is also a first- and second-tier city in North China. The industry and manufacturing industries are very developed.

Take a bus from a small county town to Heyang City, and you can arrive at around noon.

Yang Feng gradually became excited as he looked at the scenery along the way. He thought that it had not been home once since he joined the army. More than two years had passed.

Time flies very fast, and the bus driver drives very fast, and he unknowingly enters Heyang City.

When Yang Feng got off the bus, a familiar feeling came towards him.

The streets, buildings, the taste of snacks in the air, and the sound of pedestrians talking, everything is so familiar.

Yang Feng took this kind of affection and took a taxi back to the community where he was.

It was a very old and dilapidated community. The houses were built during the founding of the People's Republic of China. At that time, it was the first community to build buildings in the city and the best buildings. After decades of storms, the best became the worst and became the witness of the progress of the times.

Yang Feng has lived in that community since he was a child and is very familiar with everything around him, even in the community there are a few trees.

Before becoming a soldier, all his memories were inseparable from this community that had lived for more than ten years.

He walked quickly on the community road. The thick and lush branches and leaves on both sides were covered with shade, covering the strong sunshine of the afternoon and giving people a cool feeling. The shade under these trees is also one of the places where the elderly and children gather after meals in the community.

Along the way, Yang Feng saw a group of children sitting under the shade of the tree at the end of the road. Among them was an old man, his father Yang Guozhi. He opened his mouth to speak in a gusto under his dark skin, and was full of energy.

Yang Feng smiled bitterly when he saw this, and he knew that his father was telling a "story" again.

When I got closer, I heard that it was true.

"You can't imagine how dangerous it was at that time. In the dense jungle, my comrades and I protected the leader and fled all the way, but in the end they were surrounded by the enemy. At this critical moment, my comrades around me sacrificed their lives to fight the enemy, and finally bought some time for the leader's evacuation..." Yang Guozhi was erect, his turbid eyes were bright, and his originally curved back was straight again, as if he was back when he was young.

"Yang Cutezi, you have been telling this glorious deeds for a lifetime, and you are not annoyed!" The old man passing by quipped.

"Not annoying. If I had enough time, I could talk for the rest of my life." Yang Guozhi said excitedly.

"Hey, no one wants to listen to your messy things anymore, and I've been tired of listening to it." The old man waved his hand and said, with a little disgust.

"What is a broken thing? Let me tell you Old Man Li, this is a glorious deed." Yang Guozhi said unhappily, his face also became gloomy.

"No matter how glorious a deed is, it will be a mess if you hear it too many times. Who can talk about the past all day long and say it back and forth?" the old man said, turning around and leaving.

"Old man Li, if you have sex, tell me again. Let me see if I don't smash your mouth!" Yang Guozhi said angrily, getting up and chasing him.

The children around him scattered.

Yang Guozhi took a few steps but stopped. Looking at his unstraight left leg, he remained silent, with hatred in his eyes.

How can a cripple catch up with a normal person?
Chapter completed!