"Company Commander, the folks in your hometown are so enthusiastic." Hu Ziqiang looked at the various faces on the car window and had to slow down. There were also several ladies who almost had their heads stuck inside the car.

He stared at his company commander.

"Zi Qiang, stop the car!" Wei Heng said in a cold voice. Looking at these simple and honest faces, a trace of nostalgia flashed through his eyes unnoticeably. He is back. After saying this, he was about to take the metal iron leaning against him.

Make crutches.

"But the company commander hasn't arrived home yet?"

We had just arrived at the entrance of the village. The company commander said that his home was in the village, and he wanted to drive to the door of his house and then stop, so that the company commander could travel less. Even though he said so, he still stepped on the brakes.

As soon as the car stopped, the people in the village became even more excited. The person inside was Wei Heng, the legendary dead Wei Heng.

They were very curious, what happened when they died, and why was Wei Heng said to be dead?

Su Yue held Xiaobao's hand and watched quietly outside. After all, she couldn't see anything inside. Outside, she saw these villagers robbing other people's cars like zombies. It was so crazy that they really looked alike.

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She couldn't squeeze in. She didn't want to be squeezed in on a hot day. Most importantly, she didn't want to see Wei Heng so soon.

Thinking that she had grown so old, she would have been an old woman in her thirties before she died, but she had never even touched a man's hand in her entire life!

I was busy studying part-time in college, so I had no time to dream about men. I finally graduated and was about to enjoy a good life and fall in love, but the apocalypse came again.

In the next ten years, she was busy filling her stomach, busy surviving, and supporting her sister, and she had no chance to meet men. On the contrary, her sister had fierce fights with all kinds of men, although none of them succeeded in the end.

In the apocalypse, there is too little true love. She has seen all kinds of life. There are too many people who don't want their parents or children in order to survive.

In order to survive, both husband and wife would cruelly push their significant other into the zombie den. You see, the relationship between husband and wife is not strong, let alone a romantic relationship.

From then on, she gave up the idea of ​​finding a companion. She cherished life and stayed away from men. She didn't know how cool it was to be alone.

Inexplicably, we arrived in the 1980s. The environment was so good that there was no life threat. The happiest thing was that she had no pain in becoming a mother. She accepted it well and made plans to go there by herself after raising her little baby, marrying a wife and having children.

Go travel around the world.

Now suddenly tell her, Su Yue, your nominal man is not dead, and he has come back to you two.

She really couldn't accept it for a while. She seemed to see her free and unrestrained days flying away from her eyes with wings, but she could only watch helplessly, unable to even catch the tip of her tail.

She really doesn’t know how to face a strange man. She thinks that she may have lost the desire for men because she has been single for too long. She is now afraid of men!

Hu Ziqiang pushed the car door and found that it couldn't be opened, so he had to shout outside: "Folks, can you step back? We can't get out."

He saw that their company commander was impatient, and his usually expressionless face also changed.

Hu Ziqiang was extremely moved. He was with the company commander every day and never saw him like this. Their company commander finally looked like a human being.

Ah! Phew! What was he thinking about? Their company commander was a human being. What he wanted to say was that their company commander finally looked like a human being.

Ah ah ah, no, no, that's not what he wanted to say. Hu Ziqiang scratched his hair frantically, and he was so angry.

Wei Heng didn't know what the hell he was thinking. If he hadn't lost the strength on his feet, he would have gotten out of the car by himself.

"Get up quickly, my little comrade is coming down."

"Slow down, you stepped on my foot..."

With Hu Ziqiang's words, there was finally room around the jeep and the door could be opened.

There was just a "click" sound, and the car door behind was pushed open by the people inside. The villagers stared intently, but the sound of Hu Ziqiang's door opening could not attract them at all.

The first thing that came out was a foot wearing low-waisted rubber shoes and military green pants. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look up the legs, the belt, the shirt, the neck, and finally a handsome and indifferent face.

The man has clear outlines, a pair of deep black eyes under thick black eyebrows, which seem gentle but contain sharp coldness. His nose is high, his slightly white thin lips are pressed tightly, and his face is stern.

Everyone looked at Wei Heng blankly: "..."

"...Oh, this face...this face, he really is the third boy of the Wei family, he is really alive."

"That's right, the last time we saw each other was three years ago, and we haven't changed much..."

"This is really great. It will be great if you come back. It will be great if you come back."

"No."

Everyone's faces were filled with joy and joy, and their eyes looking at Wei Heng were full of excitement and excitement.

As soon as Wei Heng's foot hit the ground, Hu Ziqiang came over and said, "Company Commander, I'll help you."

"No, I'm fine." Wei Heng whispered, avoiding Hu Ziqiang's hand, and stood up with a cane. He only had a slight injury on his foot, and he was not a waste who needed help when walking.

Hu Ziqiang had no choice but to get out of the way and sighed inwardly. The company commander was still too stubborn.

Wei Heng was tall, and even though one leg was injured, he still stood upright. As soon as Hu Ziqiang avoided it, he was completely exposed in front of everyone, and everyone invariably turned their attention to Wei Heng's ankle, which was still wrapped in gauze.

Everyone asked one after another, and the joy and excitement on their faces turned into worry and curiosity.

"Weisan boy, what's wrong with your legs?"

"Oh, you must be injured, you're still bleeding!"

"Third boy, what's wrong with your feet...what's wrong with your feet?" came a trembling voice.

Hearing this voice, Wei Heng tightened his grip on the crutches and raised his eyes to meet Ma Lanfang's tearful eyes.

In an instant, like the ice and snow melting, Wei Heng's cold face had a slight smile, his eyes softened when he looked at Ma Lanfang, and his tone became softer unconsciously, "Auntie, I'm back."

"Hey, hey! It'll be nice to come back!" Ma Lanfang raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, nodded casually and said, "You are really the third boy. The third boy is back."

Ma Lanfang stepped forward and held Wei Heng's hand tightly. She couldn't control her excitement. She thought she would never hear Wei Heng call her aunt again, "Why is your foot injured and you are still using a cane?"

Wei Heng, a grown man, couldn't say comforting words, "Auntie, it's okay. She suffered a minor injury and will be fine soon."
Chapter completed!