???? O??'?? 6QD?`?43?,?? 4?1???:?? 1?? -s?n$?1?? ??? Xing, the thing was found, and the money knew what was going on: "Thank you, Lao Song! Thanks to you, otherwise I would have been blind!"

Song Zemin smiled and said, "Thank you, it's all the neighbors who live." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Now that the matter is settled, let's go back first. ”

Lao Ding nodded again and again: "Okay, I'll deal with it here before I can leave, and I can't go back with you." ”

Lao Ding sent the three members of the Song family to the backyard, watched them leave on bicycles, and immediately went back to criticize and educate Zhang Xiufen.

When the three of them arrived home, they saw Grandpa Song, Grandma Song and Shi Fengzhu sitting in the courtyard, admiring the moon!

Song Yiyi exclaimed: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival! How could I forget such an important day!"

Shi Fengzhu said with a smile: "It's okay, we think the same, well, this is the moon cake issued by our unit." ”

Grandpa Song pointed again and moved to the table in the courtyard: "The plate of moon cakes next to it was sent by Lao Baitou." ”

At this time, Zhuang Moxiang, who was holding a small pot of grapes and a small pot of southern pears, came out of the kitchen and put the fruit with water droplets on the table: "Great, they're all back!"

Seeing that Song Yiyi was a little stunned, she explained: "Didn't I leave after dinner, but as soon as I went out, I heard someone say that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival." I think everyone may have forgotten about it, so they went buy some fruit. ”

After sitting down, Zhuang Moxiang looked at the full moon in the sky, then at Song Yiyi, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I have never spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with my family, this year is really good!"

Shi Fengzhu was stunned: "Don't you have a family?"

Zhuang Moxiang responded: "Since I was born, I have left my family, and I have not been in touch until now. ”

Shi Fengzhu thought that he was abandoned by his family, and was very sympathetic: "They don't want you anymore, you don't have to think about them, you will come to my house every New Year in the future!"

Zhuang Moxiang immediately raised a bright smile and responded heavily: "Well, then I will come to the house every year in the future to celebrate the New Year with you!"

Song Zemin couldn't refute his daughter-in-law, and glared at him fiercely, but let him find an opportunity!

However, Zhuang Moxiang still explained matter-of-factly: "It's not that they don't want me, maybe they were reluctant to take me away, of course, they may be very happy, and finally have the opportunity to serve the country." ”

"Regardless of how they felt at the time, it is certain now that they may have forgotten about me, or left me in the depths of memory, and they will not love each other like normal family members!"

"Actually, I don't blame them, after all, I left them from the moment I was born. ”

Song Zemin and Shi Fengzhu almost thought of a national protector that they knew in later generations, but didn't they say that they would not take it until they were a few years old when they discovered their talent? And after that, they could still go home every year to visit? Could it be that this is another organization that they haven't heard of!

Shi Fengzhu asked with some concern, "Is your usual work dangerous?"

Zhuang Moxiang, who was under the moonlight, melted cold, and warmth flowed on his face: "There is a certain danger, but it is not particularly dangerous." There's no danger in doing anything!"

Song Zemin suddenly interjected: "Are there any sacrifices in your place?"

Zhuang Moxiang shook his head: "No." ”

Song Zemin was a little unconvinced: "No one?"

Zhuang Moxiang replied seriously: "No, not one!"

Song Zemin wondered a little if Zhuang Moxiang's unit was the place he guessed: "Is anyone injured then?"

Zhuang Moxiang thought for a moment: "Yes, but they are all minor injuries." ”

Grandma Song didn't understand when she heard this, and while eating moon cakes, she asked, "Xiaozhuang, which unit are you in?"

Zhuang Moxiang was a little embarrassed: "Grandma, we ask for secrecy there." ”

Song Zemin interjected again: "Is there only three people in the country who know you?"

Zhuang Moxiang raised his eyebrows, although his identity was secret, he had never appeared in front of the Song family with a face that did not belong to him.

So, he nodded slightly.

Shi Fengzhu didn't expect Zhuang Moxiang to be the organization, and couldn't help asking: "Isn't it true that the country will take over and cultivate the talent when the child is discovered, why were you taken away as soon as you were born? Could it be that you were discovered when you were a fetus?"

When Zhuang Moxiang grew up, he heard some revelations from his master, but he really couldn't explain further.

Shi Fengzhu saw that Zhuang Moxiang didn't answer, and he didn't care, so he asked with great interest: "Then where are you, what level are you?"

Song Yiyi felt that Zhuang Moxiang's unit must be very confidential, so she simply replied: "Mom, I know." He's the boss!"

Shi Fengzhu looked at her daughter, her delicate face, as delicate and flawless as jade in the bright moonlight. She couldn't help but reach out and pinch her daughter's face: "How do you know, guess?"

Song Yiyi squinted her eyes and avoided her mother's outstretched hand again: "I heard what Sister Wu said, it was his subordinates, and my brother also heard it." ”

Song Zi'an swallowed a grape: "I heard it, she called the head." ”

Song Zemin was in awe, but immediately restrained his expression: "You are the captain?"

Zhuang Moxiang didn't expect that Song Zemin and Shi Fengzhu actually knew about the Qinglong Squad, and he nodded lightly.

Song Zemin suddenly understood why Luo Jinhuan always said good things for Zhuang Moxiang, intentionally or unintentionally, he was afraid that he already knew Zhuang Moxiang's identity!

However, is such a dedicated person for the country really suitable for his daughter?

Everyone quickly changed the topic and chatted about the poems and food of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

When the moon cakes and fruits on the table were almost eaten, Song Yiyi suddenly sighed: "This year is really a sad year!"

Zhuang Moxiang suddenly remembered something, directly took out the contact, and sent out a set of signals. Then, say goodbye to the Song family: "I'll go back to the capital in a while." ”

Zhuang Moxiang glanced at Song Yiyi: "I may be very busy next, so I can't come to see you!"

"You must keep a low profile during this half year, don't get involved in anything, and stay at home if you have nothing to do. After saying this, he deliberately glanced at Song Zemin.

"I'll come to see you as soon as I'm done. ”

"Oh, I will send some daily necessities from the capital in two days, if Zi'an goes to pick it up, don't forget to ride a bicycle, otherwise it will be inconvenient to pick it up." ”

When Zhuang Moxiang felt that he had finished his instructions, he left under the attention of the Song family.

Seeing that it was getting late, the Song family also returned to their own rooms to rest.

Song Zemin said to Shi Fengzhu: "Why do I always feel that people who are dedicated to the country will not have much time to take care of their family after they get married!"