"Others are secondary. After all, with my older brotherâs family around, they wouldnât dare go too far, except for Li Fugui, the village chief, who took advantage of his convenient conditions to withhold a lot of my labor points over the years. All the work done was the heaviest.
"Itâs no pity that bastard died, dared to think about my wife, he sure had a death wish."
"Killing is against the law, plus youâre still part of the military, you shouldnât act impulsively," Liang Hongmei quickly covered his mouth upon hearing his words.
"I know my limits, I wonât make mistakes. Itâs getting late, letâs go to bed." For a moment, Lin Guozhi slipped up and hurriedly coped with his wife.
Trying not to let her overthink.
...
Early in the morning, Han Yi woke up to see Lin Wan holding Little Star playing at the head of the bed.
Squinting his eyes, he glanced at the clock, it was already past nine.
"I slept so long? Why didnât you wake me yesterday?" Han Yi, lying in bed, pinched his nose bridge and lifted Little Star up for a kiss.
"I did call you, but you didnât wake up. Havenât slept for days? You slept for so long in one go."
"I did sleep, just a bit tired."
"When did you come back yesterday? How did you get in?"
"In the afternoon, around two or three," Han Yi said with a smile, "Isnât Mom always leaving the key on the door frame?"
Lin Wan suddenly slapped her forehead, "Iâve told her so many times not to put it there. Thieves these days are quite clever."
Han Yi, holding Little Star, turned over and moved to the middle, holding Lin Wan in a swift embrace and giving her a quick kiss, "Dad is here, let Dad manage her. Did you miss me?"
"Yes, I missed you. Havenât seen you for months."
Han Yi didnât care whether he was clean or dirty, pressing Lin Wanâs head down for a French kiss.
For a moment, they ignored the Little Star beside them. The little one saw both parents cuddled together, neglecting her, and unwillingly crawled over from Dadâs side. She squeezed between them.
Using her small fists to thump on Han Yi.
Causing Han Yi to unable to hold back, releasing Lin Wan with a laugh.
Lin Wan blushed, glared at him coyly.
Then looked at her daughter, and helplessly rubbed her forehead.
"My daughter has grown up, knows Daddy is bullying Mommy, right?"
"Ya... Daddy."
"Yes, sweetie."
The whole family was waiting for him, Han Yi didnât linger much longer and hurriedly freshened up before heading downstairs.
At this time, Liang Hongmei quickly brought out the meal she saved for him, urging him to quickly eat something.
"Drink more soup, I started cooking this chicken soup early this morning. Quickly replenish your body. You havenât eaten since yesterday, have you?"
"Thanks, Mom, on the road itâs all dry rations, if I find a restaurant I can have a hot meal, if not, itâs just nibbling on buns. But itâs not as good as home," Han Yi didnât hold back, he was indeed hungry.
"Itâs good that you werenât hurt this time, you had me and Xiao Wan worried the day before yesterday," Liang Hongmei was most concerned about her son-in-law now, with missions all the time, just afraid of an accident.
"Mom, donât worry, Iâm fine, though Junzi did get a bit hurt, I visited him at the hospital before coming back, his godfather and godmother were there too."
"Did Brother Junzi get hurt? Is it serious?" The three women quickly got anxious.
Han Yi promptly explained, "Not serious, just some minor injuries, will be fine in a few days. If youâre worried, a phone call would help."
"A phone call is needed indeed. I will go call immediately and ask," Liang Hongmei said, getting up to head toward Lin Guozhiâs study.
Lin Wan and Mu Qing quickly followed.
Leaving Han Yi and the father-daughter duo drinking chicken soup, one sip for me, one sip for you.
"Daddy... delicious."
"Little Star wants to learn to talk, so great. Daddy is the best, isnât it?"
"Daddy... Dad."
...
"Getting injured is good." The phone was on speaker, and Mom hadnât inquired about Brother Junziâs condition yet when Aunt said this.
Making her and Saozi cover their mouths and laugh.
"How can you curse the kid like that?"
"Just in time to spend New Year at home. Last year, Ah Hui and Xiao Wan were here, it was such a lively year. This year, he said he wouldnât come back, which made me upset for days. But now with the injury, he can spend a reunion year with us and we can find him a wife... His injury isnât serious, donât worry, werenât you saying youâd go back to the hometown?"
"We were just about to set off when Xiao Yi told us Junzi got injured, we canât make it over, so we can only call to check."
"Donât worry, heâs been moving around these days. Actually, the injury wasnât big, it got infected on the way back. Otherwise, it would have healed earlier."
"Thatâs good."
...
In the early morning, guardsman Xiao Zhang drove Lin Guozhiâs car back, with the tank already full. Lin Guozhi worried about fuel shortage at home, so after breakfast, he took his son to fill more fuel, preparing two spare barrels. "Is Xiao Yi awake?"
Lin Guozhi came in, asked with a glance, seeing Han Yi in the living room.
"Dad."
"Mm, youâve worked hard these days, I know whatâs been going on over there." Lin Guozhi patted Han Yiâs shoulder and said, "First, move things with your brother, weâll be leaving soon, whereâs your mom?"
"In the study calling Uncle and Aunt, Junzi got a minor injury."
Lin Guozhi nodded, turned and went to the study. He also showed concern about Junziâs condition, seeing there wasnât much problem, Lin Guozhi spoke into the phone, "Is Old Mei there?"
"Heâs at the army now."
"Alright, Iâll give him a call."
After hanging up Liang Qianâs call, Lin Guozhi said the car had arrived, telling them to get ready.
...
In a district of Military Era, Capital City.
In Mei Shuqingâs office, it was gloomy; the two brothers were arguing with black faces.
"Han Yi doesnât acknowledge me, and now Langchi is ruining his future, what am I supposed to do? What about the Mei Family?"
"What can the Mei Family do? Havenât we come this far step by step over the years? Thereâs no use finding me now, if you knew, you should have managed your son properly back then. You didnât manage your own son well, youâd better go manage your son now. What he committed isnât a minor prank; his courage is growing, ignoring the lives of comrades, treating national interests and family responsibilities as a game. Did your son ever consider my son when he falsely reported military intelligence? He was fighting for life and death in the enemyâs den, in dire need of support, and my son is his cousin. Your son ignored their safety for his selfish gains, and even his own kin, does he deserve to stay in the army? A person like this should get lost sooner."
"Isnât Junzi alright now? No matter how wrong Langchi is, weâll handle it at home. You canât just watch your eldest nephewâs future be ruined, can you?"
"I donât have such a nephew, and besides, this matter I canât help. Itâs so obvious. They went with so many soldiers, all elites; donât treat them as fools. And so many injured soldiers. If not for him, each would have a great future awaiting. While youâre defending your son, have you thought about those innocent soldiers? You, despite being a soldier, donât deserve this uniform."
"Mei Shuping, watch your attitude, Iâm your elder brother."
"Even as my brother, no luck. You know how I work, never giving favors. If I favored people, would my son still be doing dangerous work in his near-thirties?"
"Shuqing, now isnât the time to get emotional. Mei Family only has Langchi and Lang Jun, very few people, and if heâs expelled from the army, how will the Mei Family stand in the military world?"
"With him dragging behind, the Mei Family will be ruined sooner or later, better quit early and find another way."
"You..."
Mei Shuping was thoroughly enraged by his brother, indeed...though he was an elder brother, his ability was limited, always a bit short.
This issue with his son was too serious, beyond his solo capability to handle those above.
Thus seeking help from his brother, knowing his staunch nature, but never expecting him to be so unsympathetic, even ignoring his own nephew.
"Mei Shuqing, youâve got guts, fine, you wonât help, Iâll go and speak to our dad."
"If you want them to die two years earlier, then say it. I wonât stop you."
"..." Only Mei Shuqing would curse his own father in such a way.
Seeing this, Mei Shuping had nothing good to stay for, directly left shaking his sleeve.
As soon as Mei Shuping departed, Lin Guozhiâs call came in.
"You timed it poorly, my brother just argued with me, discussing this matter. If youâd called earlier, Iâd let him talk to you directly. After all, arenât you in-laws?"
"Isnât this showing concern for your son, specifically comforting him? Old Mei, neither Lin Family nor I would swallow our pride to contact him first. I tell you for life Iâve decided, except for official matters, Iâll never contact Mei Shuping for private affairs. Iâm putting it out there today: even with you as a brother, Iâll maintain this stance, we canât acknowledge this in-law. Besides, my son-in-law never expressed any intention to recognize him..."