In the evening, the huge Boeing 757 passenger plane landed steadily on the runway of Beijing International Airport amid the roar.

Han Xuehua stood at the door of the cabin, looking at the ever-changing capital outside after more than 20 years of absence, the expression on his face was very complicated, and there was a sense of nervousness in his heart, as if he couldn't move his legs.

The cowardice of the hometown is nothing more than that......

Fang Yang gently hugged his mother's shoulder, his hand straining slightly. Han Xuehua turned her face sideways to look at her son, as if she had strength in her body again, she smiled, raised her feet and walked out of the cabin.

Secretary Chen Xiuqi was quick with his hands and feet, pushed the few luggage of several people with a luggage cart, and got in touch with the deputy director of the political department who came to pick up the plane from the garrison area, and the group left the forbidden area directly through the VIP passage of Guò Airport.

Sitting in the Coaster station wagon, Han Lingfei said to Han Xuehua with a smile:

"Xiaohua, come to my house today to rest for the night, and tomorrow morning I will arrange for you to visit your father in the hospital......"

Han Xuehua nodded silently. She also saw that Han Lingfei came to Nanpu to greet her in a high-profile manner this time, and he should have his own troubles, most likely because there were discordant voices in the family. Now that Han Lingfei said that he would go to live in his house instead of going back to the Han family's old house, it would be even more revealing.

However, Han Xuehua doesn't care too much about these, and it doesn't even matter to her whether she has the name of the Han family or not, the only reason why she agreed to return to Beijing is to see the old man again, in order to be able to do her filial piety next to the old man in the end, otherwise, the Han family really doesn't have much sense of belonging to her.

"Xiao Chen, go directly to the family home of the garrison!"

Han Lingfei explained to his secretary Chen Xiuqi, and then leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes, showing a trace of exhaustion on his face. He is also an elderly person, and he has been on the road almost non-stop for the past two days, and his body is a little unbearable.

As the car drove all the way, Han Xuehua looked at the capital outside the car window, which was completely unfamiliar, and the expression on his face was also extremely complicated.

When she left home, she was a young girl, and now she has set foot on the land of the capital again, and she has gray temples.

Things are not people!

The villa area of the Standing Committee of the garrison is located in a quiet place near the Sifang Bridge, only two or three hundred meters away from the garrison office. The Coaster drove all the way to a villa with ivy clipped walls.

The appearance of this villa is simple, the gray exterior wall is mottled with traces of time, the glazed tiles of the roof are also a little old, and there is a circular sign hanging on the courtyard wall on one side, which reads an Arabic numeral "2", which looks like a very old house.

This is the No. 2 villa in the garrison area, Han Lingfei's home in the capital.

Chen Xiuqi picked up his luggage and rang the doorbell with ease, and Fang Yang and the others got out of the car behind Han Lingfei. Han Xuehua took a deep breath of fresh air, showed a look of nostalgia on his face, and said:

"Big brother, I can't imagine that this yard is still the same as before, and it hasn't changed much in decades. I remember that this used to be Uncle Qi's home, and when we were young, we used to come with my father to celebrate the New Year......"

Uncle Qi in Han Xuehua's mouth is an old comrade-in-arms of Old Man Han, he served as the political commissar of the garrison back then, Han Xuehua didn't go to the courtyard of the garrison to eat, but he didn't expect that after so many years, this courtyard still remained the same.

It's just that the owner of this villa has changed many times, and now, Han Lingfei has become the male owner of this villa.

Han Lingfei's face also showed a hint of gloom, and said:

"Uncle Qi...... Fifteen years ago, he retired from the post of political commissar of the Beijing Military Region to rest, and three years ago he was gone......"

Most of the old guys who fought side by side with Old Man Han back then have now withered, and seeing that the old man is about to step into the footsteps, he has reunited with his old comrades-in-arms underground, as a son of man, Han Lingfei can't help but feel sad.

Fang Yang saw that the relationship between the two brothers and sisters seemed to be a little low, so he said with a smile:

"Political Commissar Han, there is a bustling city in the depths of here, but it is rare to have the tranquility of a paradise, it seems that your garrison occupied a good place back then! Nowadays, there are very few such authentic old yards! ”

Han Lingfei also quickly came out of his low feelings, and said with a smile:

"Of course! In the past two years, some people have been advocating that this yard be torn down and rebuilt, saying that the house is too old to be worthy of the identity of those leaders! I say! Uncle Qi, the proletarian revolutionaries of the older generation can live, but can't we, the younger generations, live? Could it be that he is carrying one or two golden stars on his shoulders, and his body is also delicate! ”

Han Xuehua couldn't help but glance at Han Lingfei with disgust, and said:

"Big brother...... Your temper is still the same as it was back then, it's time to change it, it's easy to offend people! ”

After chatting a few words, the courtyard door opened, and a middle-aged beautiful woman in her early fifties leaned out, although she was wearing ordinary home clothes, she had a graceful and luxurious temperament that could not be concealed. Seeing Han Lingfei, the middle-aged beauty showed a warm smile and said:

"Old Han is back!"

Then she set her eyes on Han Xuehua, looked up and down, and then asked with some hesitation:

"This is Xiaohua! I haven't seen you for decades, and I'm a little afraid to admit it......"

Han Xuehua was also looking at this middle-aged beauty, her brows frowned slightly, as if she was caught in a memory, and after a while, she showed a look of surprise and said:

"Sister Gu Lin...... No, I should call you sister-in-law! Hello sister-in-law......"

As he spoke, Han Xuehua also smiled.

Gu Lin's family background is not prominent, but she is also a child of a small family in the capital, Han Lingfei and her were in free love back then, although the family elders felt that Gu Lin was a little unworthy of Han Lingfei, but she was also a child of the family after all, plus Han Lingfei's own insistence, in the end, the two of them still achieved positive results.

After Gu Lin married into the Han family, because her background was not prominent enough, she couldn't raise her head in the family, but Han Xuehua was the most disgusted with the concept of political marriage, but she got along well with Gu Lin, and her sister-in-law was also called sisters. After Gu Lin gave birth to Han Wenhai, Han Xuehua served the confinement at home every day, and it can be said that Han Xuehua was the one with Gu Lin's best relationship in the Han family.

It's just that after more than 20 years of separation, the two have changed from their youth to middle-aged women, and they have a sense of strangeness when they meet. But this strangeness disappeared immediately after saying hello.

Gu Lin stepped forward and grabbed Han Xuehua's arm affectionately, and said with a smile:

"You still call me Sister Gu Lin kindly, didn't you call me that back then?"

Han Xuehua also said with a smile:

"Sister Gu Lin......"

After speaking, Han Xuehua glanced at Fang Yang again, and pretended to be angry:

"What are you doing stupidly, you kid? Not called aunt yet? ”

Fang Yang glanced at Gu Lin, stepped forward and said politely:

"Hello Aunt Gu, I'm Fang Yang."

Gu Lin listened to Fang Yang's salutation, slightly frowned, glanced at Han Lingfei, and soon his complexion returned to normal, with a kind smile on his face, and said:

"Hello Fang Yang...... Xiaohua, this is your son! So handsome! I've inherited your genes! I've heard a lot about your son in the capital lately! It's amazing......

Han Xuehua glanced at Fang Yang meaningfully and said with a smile:

"This kid has been restless since he was a child, so he must have caused some trouble!"

Fang Yang secretly screamed in his heart, why are you restless when you are young? Isn't it good that your ex has been a good baby since she was a child? He knew that Gu Lin must have said that he had made a big fuss at the police station in the capital last time, or that he had used his strength to dismiss a deputy department-level senior cadre of the Fan family in Rongcheng. It seems that this cheap aunt is also a powerful character! The first time they met, they didn't take it lightly in front of their mothers......

Han Lingfei stepped forward with a smile and said:

"Wife! Little sister, I said you don't have to stand at the door of your house and talk! Let's talk about what we have to say! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! When I saw Xiaohua, I was happy to forget all this stubble, let's go into the house! Gu Lin also came back to her senses and said with an embarrassed smile.

The group followed Gu Lin into the living room of the villa, and Chen Xiuqi was busy handing over the luggage to the orderly soldiers in Han Lingfei's house and preparing rooms for Fang Yang and Han Xuehua. Han Lingfei and the others sat down on the sofa in the living room and chatted.

After more than 20 years of separation, the two good sisters of the year naturally had endless words, Fang Yang and Han Lingfei, the two big men, couldn't interject, and most of the time they watched the two chatting with a smile. However, Gu Lin was also very careful not to mention Han Xuehua's running away from home back then, and he didn't even mention the old man's body, but just said some interesting things back then, but he was also happy.

Soon, the orderly prepared dinner, and Han Lingfei beckoned everyone to have dinner together. There was no special preparation for this meal, it was all some home-cooked food, but the brothers, sisters and sisters-in-law reunited after a long absence, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Fang Yang looked at the long-lost smile on his mother's face, and he also felt a trace of comfort in his heart. However, Fang Yang knew that the attitude of Han Lingfei's family did not represent the entire Han family, and today Han Xuehua did not go back to the Han family's old mansion directly, which already explained a lot of problems.

After the meal, Han Lingfei changed into a neat military uniform, and while taking off his military hat from the coat hook, he turned around and said:

"Little sister, I still have some business to do, I may come back late in the evening, Gu Lin will also go back to the hospital on duty later, you and Fang Yang don't be restrained in my house, just like your own home, you all rest early in a while, if you need to call the orderlies, you can call the orderlies!" Let's go to the hospital to visit Dad early tomorrow morning! ”

Han Xuehua nodded meekly and said:

"Okay, big brother, you can go on your business!"

Han Lingfei nodded, opened the door and walked out. He didn't tell Han Xuehua, Gu Lin is now the chief physician of the PLA General Hospital, since the old man's physical condition deteriorated, Gu Lin has also left his daily work and joined the medical team dedicated to serving the old man, and is on duty in the hospital almost every day.

Today, because Han Xuehua was coming back, she made an exception and went home.

Han Lingfei didn't say it thoroughly, he was also afraid that Han Xuehua would worry about the old man's body, in fact, the old man was almost running out of oil and running out.

And the reason why he went out overnight was also an extremely important thing.

Han Ling flew into his warrior command car, and there was only one driver in the car, not even a secretary.

With a roar of engines, the warrior command vehicle drove into the night, heading in the direction of the core office area within the red wall......