Lu Ze was specially allowed to go home by Yang Baijia and spent the last night with his family before leaving.
When he opened the door, he saw three people who had not yet rested.
Lu Zongguang, Li Shiwei, and Lu Ming all looked at Lu Ze, with worries and encouragement in their eyes.
"Why don't you take a rest? I almost thought I was back in junior high school when I went home from evening self-study."
Lu Ze smiled and took off his coat.
"Son, tell your mother whether there will be any danger tomorrow."
"Of course it's not dangerous." Lu Ze said with a smile as he took the warm towel from his mother to wipe his hands.
"You brat, I want you to tell the truth." Li Shiwei glared at her son.
Lu Ze didn't take it seriously at all, but looked at his mother seriously.
The quality of life has changed dramatically in these ten days, and my mother's skin, which had become dull due to hard work, finally began to regain its moisture and luster.
Well, my mother looks very good.
"Both you and my dad know it, and so does A Ming." Lu Ze shrugged and smiled, showing his white teeth. "I never lie."
"How long will it take for you to come back?"
"Half a month, very soon."
Perhaps it was Lu Ze's gentle smile, or perhaps it was Lu Ze's natural tone that had an effect, and the worry on Li Shiwei's face finally subsided.
She took a long breath and said, "My son has traveled thousands of miles and my mother is worried. Don't blame your parents for nagging you. You are not yet an adult and you have to go out on business."
"The greater the responsibility, the greater the ability. Isn't this what you two often teach? Don't worry."
"You brat, you have a set of principles."
"Eat some fruit first, and then tell your parents about your responsibilities in the army."
The room is four times larger, but the warmth within it has not diminished.
On the contrary, the inexhaustible warmth of family affection filled the entire house.
The laughter and laughter spread upstairs.
On the open-air balcony on the third floor, Tang Yingqi, who is wearing a tight-fitting vest and has a great figure, is holding her neck and doing upside-down abdominal crunches, dripping with sweat.
The lines of the slender waist formed by long-term exercise are extremely attractive.
Ding.
Ding ding.
The rhythmic tapping sound sounded downstairs, carrying a pleasant tone in the quiet night sky.
Tang Yingqi's rather heroic eyebrows slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth curved.
After landing beautifully in the air, Tang Yingqi took the towel hanging by the side and wiped the sweat. Then she held the balcony with both hands. She was obviously very happy but pretended to be indifferent as she looked at the night sky and hummed softly: "Which little thief is disturbing the people in the middle of the night."
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"Which beautiful woman is exercising at night?"
"Huh, glib!"
"Seek truth from facts."
Downstairs, Lu Ze was holding a glass of water, his eyes casual and distant.
"...What time will we leave tomorrow?"
"7 o'clock."
"I send you."
"OK."
"Aze, time flies so fast." The girl upstairs rarely showed a girlish side of her heart, blinking her bright eyes and looking at the moonlit sky.
"Then do you like the present moment?"
"Of course I like it." Tang Yingqi didn't know when she had put her chin in her hands, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the balcony, and muttered: "It would be nice if time passed more slowly."
"Tang Yingqi, are you sleepy?" came a sudden voice from downstairs.
Tang Yingqi pursed her lips, and for a moment a cold voice responded from upstairs, "I want to call you Sister Yingqi!"
"You're just sleepy."
"...Okay." Tang Yingqi gave a rare sigh. She was indeed sleepy because Lu Ze came back an hour later than usual today.
"Good night then." The boy downstairs waved his hand in the air.
"An." Tang Yingqi's strong voice finally weakened, but when she was about to leave, she suddenly heard a sentence with an obviously aggravated tone.
"No matter what, you must take care of yourself and come back soon!"
Hearing the commanding tone of the girl next door, Lu Ze showed a gentle smile and said softly to the bright night sky: "Okay, I will bring you the most beautiful pearl pendant."
"I don't want it! But...if you are sincere, then I will reluctantly accept it."
"Thank you, Sister Yingqi..."
"snort."
In the quiet night, I finally fell into a deep sleep.
As for the master bedroom of Old Tang's house, his huge and burly body was hunched on the bed, with a thick quilt covering his head and an in-ear headset that blocked out all external sounds.
Old Tang's face was red, he was cautious, and his eyes were clearly full of excitement, and he spoke the softest words in the most domineering manner.
Suddenly, Tang Hui's ears twitched.
"Um... my daughter is going to bed after washing up... um, I know... okay, good night to you too."
Tang Hui took off his headphones with a guilty conscience, and then lifted the quilt.
After confirming that there was really no one in the bedroom, he picked up a large cup of tea on the bedside table and poured it down his throat. He burped happily, muttered something under his breath, turned over and made the bed and fell down.
"You brat, can't you chat with my daughter for a little longer?"
"Is it easy for your uncle at such an old age?"
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The next morning, Lu Ze, who had put on a straight military uniform, walked to the gate as several people insisted on seeing him off.
It was still Mu Jian, the vehicle that had been parked long ago and the two accompanying non-commissioned officers had bright eyes.
"Son, if dad has nothing else to say, leave early and come back early."
"Brother... come on." Lu Ming looked at his brother and winked quietly.
Perhaps he is the most understanding among this group of people, but he is smart and knows that there are some things that cannot be said too clearly.
Tang Yingqi walked up to Lu Ze, and with Mu Jian's frightened eyes, she patted Lu Ze on the shoulder like a big sister, and said something that made Major Mu scared.
"Come back and treat me!"
"Definitely." Lu Ze responded with a smile.
The young man finally left and quietly embarked on his journey to Shanghai amid the many reluctant eyes behind him.
This time, although Major Mu Jian was still the driver, he honestly did not make any remarks.
It was really hard for him to imagine that Lu Ze, the cold-hearted war king outside, could have such a warm side at home.
"Major Mu, stop the car."
When the vehicle turned away from the first curve, Lu Ze spoke softly.
"Yes!" The off-road vehicle stopped steadily.
Mu Jian was confused at first, and then looked at Lu Ze with a look of shock and even admiration as he walked down the back door and walked to the green French paulownia tree beside the road.
A stunning woman wearing a white women's shirt and a slight smile stood there.
Standing next to him was a young and mature boy wearing a gray suit with an excited face.
"Boss!"
Lin Zhidao started his mouth with a slang that sounded like a gangland. However, after seeing his cousin's eyes rolled, he quickly retracted his hands that were trying to please him, straightened his body, and took a step forward to wait for feedback.
"Zhidao is very energetic today, why are you staring at him?" Lu Ze smiled and held Lin Zhidao's right hand, patted the young man's shoulder, and looked at the young man who was dressed up today with Lin Zhidao's excited expression.
A pretty woman who looks like a little white flower.
Lin Chujun pouted, his face full of grievance.
Lu Ze continued to look at her quietly.
Then the woman curled her lips in dissatisfaction and said charmingly: "I'm leaving now, I want a hug."
"good."
Lu Ze caught Lin Chujun who was rushing towards him.
"I don't care whether other people live or die, you must come back well."
In my ears, a beautiful lady whispers softly.
"good."
Another sound.
After the normal hug between the two ended, Lu Ze waved his hand, turned around and walked back to the car.
Behind him, Lin Zhidao's face was filled with astonishment.