Wu Xia looked at the photo of Mao Rengang who was close at hand, she reached out and wanted to touch it, but she was slapped by someone.

This person is not Mao Jiajia, but Mao Yishan.

"You are not qualified to touch my grandfather's photo, you don't!" Mao Yishan said coldly: "I shouldn't have let you go in the first place, if I had taught you a lesson, my grandfather would not have died." ”

Wu Xia looked at Mao Yishan, she no longer had the arrogant appearance she used to have.

She was like a defeated rooster, unable to do anything but sit dejectedly.

Mao Jiajia let go of her collar, and Wu Xia sat on the ground on her stomach.

"Get out, get out, get out of now!" Mao Yishan pointed to the door and yelled at Wu Xia.

If she hadn't come back from shopping, I'm afraid she wouldn't have known the news of Mao Rengang's death.

Wu Xia looked at the photo of Mao Rengang in Mao Jiajia's hand, she knew that she had done wrong, but there was no way to undo it.

Wu Xia stood up and slowly left the Mao family.

This place will no longer be her home in the future, without Mao Rengang, her sky will be gone, and she will no longer have a home.

After Wu Xia left in a gloomy manner, Mao Yishan packed up all the things scattered on the ground.

"How do you know, Yishan?"

"Mom, I just bought something and came back to you, but I didn't expect that grandpa would leave like this. Mao Yishan's eyes were a little dim and said.

Chen Youan sighed, fortunately Mao Yishan came back from shopping, otherwise she wouldn't know where to look for her.

After a few days of funeral, Mao Yishan did not leave Mao's house.

At this time, Yan Qing had already arrived in the army, he was ready to go on a mission.

Yan Jiehe was sent back because Yan Qing came to this task.

Yan Qing stood under the plane and watched Yan Jiehe step by step get off the plane.

The two nurses beside him supported him, but they still struggled to walk.

When Yan Jiehe walked to Yan Qing's side, Yan Qing helped him.

"Dad, are you okay? your legs?" Yan Qing asked, looking at his legs.

"I'm fine, is your mother okay? I haven't called her for a while, she must be worried, right, you didn't tell her about my injury?" Yan Jiehe asked with some concern.

A drop of cold sweat fell from the corner of Yan Qing's forehead, Han Xiaoli has been busy cultivating a relationship with Mao Yishan recently, where does she have time to care about him, I'm afraid she has already forgotten about her and her husband!

"What kind of expression are you, did you tell your mother?" asked Yan Jiehe with wide eyes.

"No, Dad, you're going back soon, what if I don't say it, you don't have to show your stuff, you can still hide it from my mother's eyes!" Yan Qing said helplessly.

"Okay, where did you kid get so much nonsense, I don't bother to talk to you more!" Yan Jiehe rolled his eyes and said.

Yan Qing immediately suppressed the smile on his face and took a deep breath.

Yan Jiehe got off the plane, he had to get on the plane, he didn't know when he would be able to come back, and he didn't know if Mao Yishan would be able to do well during this time.

"Dad, when the time comes, I'm leaving, you go back and take good care of my mother, and let my mother help me take care of Yishan. Yan Qing looked at Yan Jiehe and said.

His eyes were full of reluctance, and he didn't want to leave so soon, and finally his relationship with Mao Yishan was getting better and better.

She also became his girlfriend by default, but he was going on a mission, he must complete the task this time quickly, and he had to hurry back to accompany Mao Yishan for the New Year.

"You must be careful when you go this time, the geographical environment over there is harsh, you must not be impulsive, think more about anything, make sure there is no problem before acting, your mother and I are waiting for you at home." Yan Jiehe patted him on the shoulder and said.

Yan Qing nodded, and then walked towards the plane.

As soon as he asked the plane to be picked up by someone, this is the responsibility over there, the commander-in-chief of this mission.

Yan Qing needed to obey his arrangement, and as soon as they got on the plane, they greeted each other very warmly.

Yan Qing sat on the plane and listened carefully to the news he gave him.

After a while, the commander-in-chief gave Yan Qing a copy of the information and asked him to read it for himself.

Yan Qing looked at it very seriously, because if there was a little omission, it would cause big trouble.

Yan Jiehe sighed after watching the plane fly away, the nurse pushed him into a wheelchair, and his wound had not fully healed, so he couldn't stand for too long.

At this time, Yan Qing didn't know what was happening at Mao Yishan's house, and she didn't know how sad she was now.

When he arrived at his destination, it was night.

This is a rainforest, and there are a total of 10 people who are on a mission here, and it happened to be night when Yan Qing came here.

Everyone returned to the camp, and Yan Qing had already changed into Yan Jiehe's appearance.

Because their father and son are very similar, his disguise did not take a lot of trouble.

Everyone here doesn't see people with their true faces, and they all have a new and special identity like Yan Qing.

They used this new identity to blend in with the criminals, who were all in different departments and doing different jobs.

"You're back, hard work. ”

Those people greeted Yan Qing after seeing him, and they all knew that the person in front of them was no longer the eagle they used to be, but they all acted as if they didn't know.

They had to do it for fear of being seen.

Yan Qing had read the information and understood Yan Jiehe's previous way of getting along with them, so every step he took and every word he said was imitating Yan Jiehe.

The commander-in-chief was so pleased with his performance that after dinner everyone went back to their tents.

Because they were all from country Z, the boss didn't worry about them, so he drove them all out of the camp and let them live here.

But what he didn't expect was that it was precisely because of this that it was convenient for them to communicate and communicate with each other.

In the tent, everyone has a talkie, and this talker is connected to everyone, so when they talk alone, everyone else can hear them.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and there was a rustling sound all around.

Yan Qing hadn't slept yet because he had just arrived at this place and wasn't used to it, and he had to go back to jet lag for a few days.

His tent was opened, his eyes closed, his breathing adjusted, and he felt as if he were really asleep.

The man had sharp eyes that could shine even in the dark.

With the faint light, he thought of Yan Qing's legs, and he lifted Yan Qing's cup and looked at his thighs.

It wasn't until he saw the gauze wrapped around his thighs and the blood-soaked spot that the quilt was covered with Yan Qing, and then he left.