Just like the voice-activated lights of later generations, Sanchuan'er's long and sad howl caused the lights in the Liu family's residence to light up one after another.
Liu Lang, who was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, finally looked forward to the sound of the door opening.
An old man holding a lantern opened the door and looked out cautiously. Liu Lang took a few steps forward. His memory cells told him that Butler Liu, who had been the housekeeper of the Liu family before he was born, was much more stable than Mikawako.
"Master, madam, Master Lang is back, Master Lang is really back..." Butler Liu, who was already in his sixties, opened his eyes with some drowsiness, looked at Liu Lang intently for a few times, and shuddered.
He grabbed the lantern and ran towards the house.
I went, and Liu Lang's smile froze on his face again. How fucking promiscuous is this damn fat guy? Why did everyone run away like a wolf when they saw him?
Fortunately, Liu Lang's embarrassment did not last long. Soon, the vermilion door was completely opened.
"My darling! You're finally back. Mom misses you so much." Before Liu Lang could react, a thick figure with a strong fragrance jumped out from the door and directly
Liu Lang hugged her.
Being suddenly "attacked", Liu Lang's muscles tightened out of habit. However, after hearing the word "mother", Liu Lang relaxed all over and allowed the thick figure to hug him. His mother's arms should be the most powerful in the world.
It's a safe place!
Liu Lang, in his previous life, had never been embraced by his mother in such a big way since he started practicing martial arts at the age of five and joined the army at the age of thirteen.
Although I'm not used to it, it feels pretty good.
Even though he was still a bit unfamiliar, even though the woman cried with snot and tears, and used her son's broad shoulders as a rag to wipe her nose from time to time.
The woman cried heartbreakingly, and Liu Lang was at a loss for a moment. He didn't know how to comfort him. Just when he was in trouble, a rich male voice sounded in his ears: "Okay, okay, the baby is back, why are you crying?"
Yo."
Of course, the only one who could say this was his father. Before Liu Lang had time to raise his head and take a good look at his father, his mother, who had just hugged him to vent her emotions, became furious. She turned her head and pointed at her husband before scolding him.
: "Liu Shunhe, do you have the nerve to say that? If it weren't for you, would I be able to serve as a soldier? To fight against the damn little Japan? This is my kid coming back. If he hadn't come back, I would have given you two drops in the bowl.
A bowl of arsenic will make your father-in-law underground beat you to death."
"Ahem!" Liu Lang couldn't help coughing violently when he looked at his father who was a little thin and looked embarrassed but didn't say a word.
This old lady of mine is just as strong as I remembered her. Compared with her maiden name, Lang Jianjia, the contrast is not too big.
"Jian Jia is luxuriant, and the white dew is still fresh. The so-called beauty is in the meadow of water." I guess when my grandpa first named me, he didn't expect that she would eventually grow up to be such a tall Jian Jia!
On the other hand, the housekeeper Liu and others who followed him looked accustomed to it. Liu Lang suddenly remembered the Sichuan term---raking ears. Thinking about it, his father should be like this too! Moreover, the time span was quite long. From his own completely
You can imagine the names that are a combination of the two people's names.
Fortunately, the last name and first name were not reversed after all. The name Lang Liu is definitely not an ordinary unpleasant name.
What's even better is that Ji Yanxue didn't follow. Ji Yanxue suddenly appeared in Liu Lang's mind. As for why it was good, Liu Lang didn't have time to think about the reason now.
"Baby, why are you coughing? Is it because you haven't recovered from your injuries in the battle? Damn you little Japanese." The woman who heard Liu Lang coughing didn't bother to scold her husband any more, turned around and pulled Liu Lang's hand.
Look carefully up and down on your hands.
"Mom, how about my horse that can ride hundreds of miles back from Guangyuan?" Perhaps it was the memory of the body itself, but Liu Lang's mother's cry was without any hesitation.
"Madam, Master Lang must be tired after a long journey. Should we let him go inside first to rest and talk?" Butler Liu on the side advised.
"Langwa'er, come inside quickly. Chunmei, go and heat up the bowl of blood bird's nest and bring it to the young master, as well as the big plate of twice-cooked pork. Langwa'er likes fatty meat the most. Sanchuan'er greeted the two soldiers.
Master, let the kitchen fire up and bring in all the delicious food." The woman greeted Liu Lang enthusiastically as she pulled her into the house.
When he arrived at the house, under the warm and bright light, Liu Lang saw clearly what his mother looked like in this life. With an absolutely "beautiful" mother, Liu Lang felt that no matter where he went, no one would mistake his mother and son.
Not only the round faces, but also the chubby figures are almost exactly the same. The wealth of the Liu family can be clearly seen by both mother and son. This cannot be cultivated by ordinary families.
On the other hand, my wealthy father Liu Shunhe is very different from his mother and son. The Sichuanese are not tall, and Liu Shunhe is a bit thin. Standing next to his burly wife and son, he looks even thinner.
"The newspaper said that you were injured when you were having sex with Little Japan. Have you recovered now?" When Liu Lang sat down, Lang Jianjia, who was sitting next to Liu Lang and was still wearing cotton pajamas, took Liu Lang's hand and asked, his eyebrows filled with joy.
Full of concern.
"No, I'm not injured. It's all for publicity. It's what the government does. Old man, mom, you know." Liu Lang shook his head.
Liu Lang was very good at fooling his mother. In his previous life, every time he returned home, what he was most afraid of was that his mother would see the scars on his body. The tears shed by his mother would make him feel heartbroken but he didn't know how to comfort him.
"You know hammer, if you're not injured, why didn't you write a letter back? Did your mother worry about you and lose so much weight without even noticing?" Liu Shunhe, who was sitting next to him, suddenly snorted coldly and patted the table hard.
"Ahem"
Although his father's tone was stern, Liu Lang almost couldn't hold back his laughter. How could such a "beautiful" mother have lost a lot of weight? Old man, are you sure you are not telling a cold joke?
"Old thing, the baby has just come back. What the hell are you doing?" The woman glared at her husband and turned to comfort Liu Lang: "Don't pay attention to him. Don't look at him now. I've never heard that the 19th Route Army was fighting with Little Japan in Shanghai.
When I got up, I couldn't even sleep well. I really lost more than ten kilograms of meat. Huh, how can I eat well and sleep soundly like me? My prodigal son is blessed by my ancestors, so how can anything happen?"
Judging from the body shape alone, Liu Lang felt that the truth of his mother's words was at least 90%.
"Humph, aren't you worried? Aren't you worried that you have to drag me to set up the Dragon Gate Formation every night? It makes me sleepy and I can't sleep well." Liu Shunhe's face became a little uneasy and he continued to snort coldly.
Listening to his parents arguing with each other, Liu Lang smiled and said nothing, just listening quietly. Completely different from the harsh military family in his previous life, Liu Lang, who grew up in a small family in Sichuan Province of the Republic of China,
Home makes Liu Lang feel warmer.
Perhaps, this is what a real home should feel like.
Even if they are made of steel, the Predator will not frown when facing a hail of bullets, but he will be surrounded by this kind of warmth and smile comfortably!