After breakfast, Yang Xu took Yang Jingjing and greeted Old Man Gao, and then walked out of the cafeteria and went home.

As soon as he turned to the path in front of his compound, he saw a tall young man with a straight waist and a tough face, dressed in a neat military uniform and a military cap.

When Yang Jingjing saw this person at first glance, she only felt a little kind, and when the other party opened her mouth to greet Yang Xu, she suddenly remembered that the young soldier in front of her was the guard at home in the previous life.

Yang Xu greeted with a smile: "Good morning, Xiao Zhao." ”

Zhao Jianguo waved his hand at Yang Xu and walked over quickly.

It was close, Yang Jingjing looked at the young version of Zhao Jianguo in front of her, and secretly sighed in her heart, it turned out that Uncle Zhao looked so energetic when he was young.

Zhao Jianguo grinned at Yang Xu, turned his head to look at Yang Jingjing, a pair of torch-like eyes under the military hat lit up, and he was a little surprised: "This is Jingjing, right?"

Yang Xu nodded and spoke to Yang Jingjing: "Jingjing, this is your Uncle Zhao." ”

Yang Jingjing obediently greeted Zhao Jianguo: "Uncle Zhao is good." ”

Zhao Jianguo agreed with a smile: "Hello Jingjing, Jingjing looks so beautiful." ”

Yang Xu smiled: "Isn't it? Jingjing looks like her mother, especially the eyes, which are exactly the same."

Zhao Jianguo came to Yang's house later, although he had never seen Yang Jingjing's mother, but he also heard Yang Xu mention it on weekdays, knowing the past of Yang Xu and Yang Jingjing's mother, and also knowing Yang Xu's deep affection for Yang Jingjing's mother.

He also has a daughter who is about the same age at home, so when he sees Yang Jingjing, he inevitably feels a little sympathetic for this child who lost his mother at a young age.

Zhao Jianguo said sincerely: "Jingjing is a good child at a glance, unlike the wild girl in my family, who has to go to the house to uncover the tiles if she doesn't clean up for a day." ”

Yang Xu thought of Zhao Jianguo's daughter, although he agreed with his words very much, he still said politely: "How can it be so exaggerated as you say, I look at Xinxin very well, lively and cheerful, and has such a smart energy." ”

The two entered the courtyard gate together.

Zhao Xuefang had just come out of the backyard when she saw them hurriedly greeting: "Yo, Xiao Zhao, why did you come back today? Didn't you let you take two more days off at home?"

Zhao Jianguo smiled and said: "I don't have anything to do at home, and I can help with some work when I come back." ”

Zhao Xuefang praised Yang Xu: "Xiao Zhao is real, usually when you are not at home, he rushes to help me work." ”

Zhao Jianguo was a little embarrassed to be praised, and said again and again: "That's what I should do." ”

Zhao Xuefang looked at Yang Jingjing, smiled and asked, "Jingjing, what did you eat in the morning?"

Yang Jingjing took her father's hand, shrank back, stared down at the ground, and ignored Zhao Xuefang.

"Let's go into the house. Yang Xu played a round and said to Zhao Xuefang: "Xiao Zhao still has to put his luggage." ”

Zhao Xuefang was embarrassed by Yang Jingjing, but she was not annoyed, she was still smiling, she asked Zhao Jianguo: "What are you carrying?"

Zhao Jianguo said: "I picked some elm money from my yard yesterday when I had nothing to do, and when Yanyan and Jingjing came back in the evening, I will make you some pancakes to eat." ”

A few people entered the house while talking, Zhao Xuefang turned her head and said to Yang Jingjing with a smile as if nothing had happened just now: "Jingjing, your little Uncle Zhao's cooking is delicious, just tell him if you want to eat when you go back." ”