Along the way, Ye Wushuang's thoughts were endless, his brain was very chaotic, and he didn't know what he was thinking, the word love, confused too many people, when the love was strong, Da Luo Jinxian couldn't control his restless heart when he came, and now that it has become this situation, where can he figure it out in a while?

Three or four hours, and that was it.

By the time Ye Wushuang crossed Jinghua City and returned to the military compound that carried him so many joys, sorrows, and sorrows, it was already close to noon.

It is still the small building that is not very luxurious and spectacular, it is a house allocated by the government, and it still retains the architectural style of the nineties of the last century, which does not look like a general's nest at all, but here, it does record the ups and downs of Ye Zhenlin, the iron-blooded eagle destined to be famous in history by the Chinese military.

Ye Wushuang stood in front of the door, silent for a long time, this time when he went home, it was really different from before, looking at this small building blankly, this was probably the most harmonious time he got along with his father in this size place.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Zhenlin walked up, did not pull Ye Wushuang into the door, but took out a pack of government-provided pandas from his arms and threw one to Ye Wushuang, leaned in front of the door, and said, "Let's go in after smoking, there is something at home that can't smell smoke." ”

In fact, Ye Zhenlin could probably guess the complexity in Ye Wushuang's heart at this time, but he didn't break it, because his heart was also very complicated.

This is also the first time since Ye Wushuang grew up that he walked into this door with his son so without any barriers!

More than ten years ago, an eight-year-old child, wearing a somewhat wide camouflage uniform and carrying a rucksack larger than himself, walked out from here, and as soon as he left, it was more than ten years, half a lifetime.

Ye Zhenlin couldn't remember Ye Wushuang's expression at that time, but he vaguely remembered that it was a very small, but very stubborn back, and he never looked back from the time he walked out of the house, but only left a line of water stains on the bluestone steps, which were the tears of the child.

This time, there is really no turning back, and there is no turning back.

Regarding all the memories between father and son, all Ye Zhenlin's memories of his son are that immature child, with a fleshy little mouth, and a stubborn face.

Ye Wushuang is really like him, from the bottom of his bones!

It's been more than ten years, the new shoots of the old tree in front of the door have grown one after another, the dead trees in the yard have bloomed and fallen, I don't know how many reincarnations have passed, but there is no longer Ye Zhenlin pulling his son to run on the field, half a lifetime, just like that. I had a lot of words in my heart, all of which were hidden in my gray hair, and when I got old, I just said to Ye Wushuang before I fell: "Son, Dad is proud of you." ”

It's a pity that before I had time to watch my son grow up, my eyes were spent. Ever since the autumn when the leaves were scattered and Ye Wushuang was sent away, I didn't have time to listen to Ye Wushuang shout Dad!

All of these things cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences, and now only the sadness of the heart remains.

A silent father and son, a father and son who are very similar, a father and son who never like to express their inner feelings.

Although, they both love each other, very deeply.

The same thoughts were also circulating in Ye Wushuang's heart.

More than ten years ago, when Ye Wushuang left, Ye Zhenlin once squatted at the door and looked at the distance for a day, and it was also on this bluestone slab that fell to the ground.

Ye Wushuang rubbed his face fiercely, and was silent for a long time before finally squeezing out a smile and whispering: "I don't know what's going on, looking at our family's small place of three acres and three acres, how can I feel that it is more pleasing to the eye than the castle of the City of Miracles." ”

"I've heard of the City of Miracles, built opposite the Holy Vatican, a marvel in the history of architecture, big and beautiful. ”

Ye Zhenlin said: "It's just that it's too big after all, and the space is a little empty." ”

"When people go, they are not empty. ”

Ye Wushuang smiled and said, "When you retire, come to Europe too, we have a lot of family, and it's good that it's not empty to live in." ”

"I'm afraid it's that day. ”

Ye Zhenlin smiled, he really wanted to retire from the horse, just like he said, a full house of children and grandchildren is his biggest expectation now, drinking tea every day, reading books, accompanying his wife, teaching his grandson to play chess, it's good, it doesn't matter where he lives, where he has a family is home, after a lifetime of fighting, it's time to retire and live his life well, it's really sad to live a lifetime with swords, guns and swords.

The father and son looked at each other and smiled, said no more, and stepped in.

......

"Squeak"

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, a smell of sandalwood came to the face, in the living room, a woman was putting fruit on the coffee table, heard the sound of the door and subconsciously raised her head, revealing a face that captivated the country and the city, full of green silk held high on the head, quiet and soft, like a classical beauty who came out of the painting, indifferent as a lotus, even the corners of her lips have a warm smile, with a power that can make people feel calm.

Liu Xintong!

"Tong...... Sister Tong?"

Ye Wushuang opened his mouth and stood directly at the door, completely unexpecting that Sister Tong, whom he missed day and night, would actually be here.

"Come on in!"

Liu Xintong smiled, her eyes were like water, and a very soft emotion was brewing: "The meal is almost ready, you are running all the way, probably you are also hungry, right?"

Ye Wushuang subconsciously set his eyes on Ye Zhenlin, but found that his father had a mysterious smile on his face.

"Didn't I say it when I picked you up, there's someone at home who you must miss so much waiting for you!"

Ye Zhenlin smiled, exhaled a long breath, and said slowly: "Xintong is a good boy, I missed my granddaughter when you were away, so I went to pick up their mother and daughter, and since then, she has come to see our two old things whenever she has time, and this family has finally gained some popularity." ”

Sister Tong......

Ye Wushuang seemed a little stupid at this time, he didn't know what to say, he owed him Sister Tong a lot, took care of him all his life, and now he is taking care of his parents, as a woman, everything she can dedicate to herself is all for herself!

"Daddy!"

A crisp shout came from the direction of the kitchen, and finally woke up Ye Wushuang, and when he looked back, he saw a little girl with a pink carving running out, who was not Xiao Shuang'er, and jumped into his arms almost immediately.

"Ouch, my precious daughter!"

Ye Wushuang laughed, he hadn't shaved it for several days, and the stubble had already stubbled out of his chin, constantly arching on the little girl's face, making the little girl "giggle" and laugh non-stop.

At the door of the kitchen, Ye Mu was smiling gently, looking at this scene, very happy. Ye Wushuang and Ye Zhenlin have been in trouble for half a lifetime, and she has also suffered for half a lifetime, and now, she has finally survived, and her home is finally like a home. Compared to the past, it is simply living in two worlds, one life, two lives, three generations. As an ordinary woman, she has nothing to be dissatisfied with.

"Mom, I'm back. ”

Ye Wushuang hugged Xiao Shuang'er and looked at his mother deeply.

"It's good to be back. ”

It's still four words, the wanderer travels far away, after being separated for too long, every time he comes back, no matter what happens, the parents are four words "just come back" and "just be safe".

Ye Wushuang looked at the back of his mother who turned around and returned to the kitchen, and suddenly smiled, smiling very happily, when he first won the Americas, he was not as happy as he is now.

Three thousand territories are not as good as a warm home!

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