Chapter 303: Is He Really Dead?

Even though they are reluctant to leave everything, both of them have unavoidable responsibilities here.

Xiaoxiao here, because the peacekeeping mission has been completed, the comrades-in-arms who returned to China with her have already returned to the original army, and it is not a way for her to delay here, so she can only give up the man to go back first.

Originally, He Yujun said that he was going to send them to the airport, but he was stopped by Xiaoxiao, he was still an injured and sick person, he was not well hospitalized and quickly took care of his body, he was always tossed here and there and delayed, when would he recover.

She pouted her little face and was unhappy, and the man didn't want her to worry, so the two hugged and kissed for a while, and the woman turned around with a blushing heart and walked away without looking back.

When they received He Yuling's mother and son, their emotions seemed to be quite normal. Sitting in the car, Xiaoxiao greeted the little boy in He Yuling's arms in a friendly manner, but the little guy snorted very shamelessly, glared at her, and turned his head.

Xiaoxiao didn't feel anything, but He Yuling was full of apologies and explained repeatedly.

"It's okay, I understand his feelings, in his eyes, we are always executioners. Xiaoxiao didn't dare to mention the name Shen Tuxiao in front of the mother and son, for fear of irritating them.

It is not clear whether the child understands or not, but He Yuling must understand this.

The body swayed slightly with the moving car, He Yuling's dignified face looked calm, but her eyebrows were always frowning, and her eyes were also colorless.

For a long time, just when Xiaoxiao thought that she would not speak all the way, she suddenly spoke up softly and quietly: "Xiaoxiao, he ...... Did he really have to die?"

Not to mention that in the child's heart, Shen Tuxiao is a hero, but in her heart, that man is also a powerful and omnipotent existence.

He Yuling has always wondered, is he really dead?

But on such a topic, she can't just ask others.

At this time, she was alone with Xiaoxiao, and she thought left and right before finally asking.

Xiaoxiao was shocked when she heard this, but she didn't show it on her face, her eyes stared at the woman next to her, and she sighed secretly.

Sure enough, as she guessed, her expression was depressed in the past two days, and it was still related to Shen Tuxiao.

Uncle said that they have feelings.

Xiaoxiao didn't speak, hesitated, He Yuling naturally saw that the child in her arms seemed to be asleep, so she whispered again: "You and Yujun participated in this operation, you should be the ones who know the most details, can you tell me what the situation was at that time? Did you see him shot with your own eyes...... Or what?"

Detail?

Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, hesitating.

The details are that she hit the rocket launched by the opponent's helicopter gunship with an anti-tank missile, and the flash of the explosion covered the precision guided missile they quietly fired and hit the opponent's plane.

Generally speaking, helicopters cannot skydive.

If the plane was piloted by Shen Tuxiao himself, then the chances of him escaping were zero.

If there is a special pilot to control the plane, he may have a chance to parachute to escape, but the question is - that missile was fired at the moment of explosion in the air, will Shen Tuxiao know that their helicopter will be hit and seize the time to escape?

Xiaoxiao felt that it was impossible.

He Yuling looked at her hesitant face, understood a little in her heart, and asked tentatively, "Is it ...... He's just you and the king—"

Xiaoxiao suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously said: "His death has nothing to do with his uncle...... hesitated, but still told the details of the air battle that night.

"So, at that time, my uncle was already seriously injured and lost his combat effectiveness, and the final demise of Shen Tuxiao had nothing to do with my uncle, it was me. ”

Xiaoxiao emphasized this fact because he didn't want the siblings to be estranged because of Shen Tuxiao's death.

Such a vicious number one wanted criminal in the world, everyone will be punished, not to mention that they are the embodiment of the power of justice, and killing Shen Tuxiao is a military order and task that they must perform.

But after all, my sister loves that man, no matter how bad that person is in the eyes of the world, he is the father of the child in her arms after all.

Xiaoxiao is afraid that her sister will implicate her uncle because of Shen Tuxiao's death, so it is better to make it clear and take all the responsibility on herself.

He Yuling listened to her deliberate emphasis, but she didn't understand the worries in her heart.

Smiling, she said helplessly: "Do you think I'm already dizzy for a man? No matter which of you kills him, he deserves it, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister, it's good that you can think so." ”

When He Yuling got the news, her face seemed calm and unwavering, but the sadness and loneliness in her eyes made her eyes lose their luster even more.

The two didn't speak again, they were silent all the way, and after arriving at the airport smoothly, they checked in again.

The journey was far away, and Xiaoxiao was worried that He Yuling's already sick and weak body would not be able to resist, so she offered to help her hold the child several times, but she refused.

He Yuling stopped talking, and the whole person was calm, holding the little boy and sleeping with his eyes closed.

Xiaoxiao stared at her and looked at her, sighing weakly in her heart.

This is the creation of people.

In such a tragic and bumpy life, her only favor may come from that man, but that man is not tolerated by the world, has committed many crimes, and even died indirectly at the hands of her younger brother, who is an officer.

Why is God so cruel?

If you can't let them stay, why let them meet? Even if that person is going to die, why can't he die at the hands of others, but ......

Xiaoxiao didn't know whether what He Yuling said was from the bottom of her heart or pretending to be tolerant.

Put yourself in her shoes, if this kind of thing happened to her, she would not be able to be as righteous and tolerant as her sister.

Ay...... Creation makes people.

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The plane landed at Yuncheng International Airport.

Xiaoxiao didn't expect that Fubo would come to pick up the airport.

I haven't seen him for two years, and this honest middle-aged elder has a few more wrinkles on his face. Seeing them come out, Fu Bo didn't greet He Yuling's mother and son first, but looked at Xiao Xiao in surprise, "Girl, Fu Bo finally saw you again!"

"Fauber. Xiaoxiao was also very happy, and shouted a joke, "I haven't seen you for two years, Fubo, you are getting more and more handsome!"

Fauber laughed, "You girl, you're still so naughty." ”

The little boy in He Yuling's arms only glanced at Fu Bo lightly, did not mean to say hello, and leaned back on his mother's shoulder.

He Yuling's dilapidated body has been holding the child for nearly ten hours, where is there any strength at this time.

Fu Bo saw it and hurriedly stepped forward to help her pick up the child, but was subconsciously stopped by Xiaoxiao.

Fu Bo was puzzled, He Yuling hurriedly said: "He recognizes his life, he doesn't want others, I'll hold it." In fact, she was just as worried as Xiaoxiao, afraid of stimulating the child and triggering his aggression.

After a two-year absence, Xiaoxiao once again stepped on the territory of Cloud City, breathing in the breath that was once very familiar, and the indescribable emotion in his heart.

It was too late, and it was inconvenient to contact Ji Manrou and Mo Yang, Xiaoxiao and Fu Bo and others to get in the car, and instructed the guards who were driving: "Just send me to the hotel in the city center." ”

When Fu Bo heard this, he turned around from the co-pilot and said, "When you go back here, what hotel do you want to stay in, and send you to the small western-style building." ”

Small Western-style ...... Shinoxiao hesitated.

Fu Bo said again: "Aunt Zhang is still waiting at home, this is not arranged by me." ”

There was something in the words, and Xiaoxiao naturally understood, and he no longer shirked.

The car first sent Xiaoxiao to the small western-style building, and after saying goodbye to Fu Bo and He Yuling, Xiaoxiao stood in front of the small western-style building, bathing in the slight coolness of the early summer night in Cloud City, stunned.

When she was separated from her uncle, she cooked a meal for him here. That was the first time she had seriously cooked for her uncle, and she thought it would be the last and only time.

Can ...... now

Lowering her eyes, looking at the cobblestone path at her feet, I remembered the man's low and gentle voice—I have to hurry back to make a marriage report, and marry you back to feel at ease—that is, she will have the opportunity to cook for her uncle in the future.

In front of the living room, the light was on under the porch, obviously waiting for someone to return home. Xiaoxiao thought that the person was not around, and he could always arrange everything for her carefully and considerately, and his heart was warm again.

On the steps, the closed door panel was opened, Xiaoxiao had not yet recovered from this intoxication, and Aunt Zhang's enthusiastic voice accompanied her fast and eager steps, which had arrived in front of her.

"Silly girl, why don't you come back into the house, what are you doing standing here? Don't look at the warm weather, it's heavy dew in the early morning, don't catch a cold!"

The arm was pulled, Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, and smiled crookedly, "Aunt Zhang, do you remember me?"

Aunt Zhang glared at her, "What nonsense are you kidding! How could Aunt Zhang forget you! In the past two years, I have guarded this empty house, but I don't know how many times I have looked forward to your return, looking forward to your husband's return." ”

The two walked hand in hand towards the house, and Aunt Zhang sighed again: "In the past two years, you have not been back, and Mr. has never been back......"

Xiaoxiao understands that her uncle went to the peacekeeping force, and like her, he has not returned to China for two years, so naturally he will not come back here.

When she entered the living room, everything was still the same as before, and even the smell of food wafting in the dining room was the same as the smell in her memory, as if she had never been separated from her uncle and had never left here.

After a long journey, tired and hungry, Xiaoxiao looked around the living room, her eyes fell on the dining table, and walked over unceremoniously: "Aunt Zhang, I miss your cooking skills!"

The hand injury has not fully healed, but she can't wait to grab the chopsticks, pick up the food and eat it.

Aunt Zhang sat down next to her, smiling at her cheering, "It's cold, right? I'll go and eat it again......"

"Well, no, no, that's it, it's good-" Xiaoxiao looked at her and smiled, her heart swelling with sour emotion, I don't know how to describe it.

Such a cooking aunt can give her a sense of home, and all this is also given by her uncle.

I hope my uncle will come back soon, they can sit here and eat together, how happy!

I hope that one day, there will be one more little dumpling around him, eyebrows and eyes like him, smile like her, call her mother, call him dad, smile sweetly at them, they also smile sweetly, how good it would be!