This night, the three Zhaohai brothers talked for a long time, and it was very late at night, and Zhaoshen said to the eldest brother with guilt: "Big brother, I'm sorry!" How have you been these days? My grandfather passed away, my second brother and I were not here, we are so unfilial! ”

Zhao Nong also lowered his head and covered his face with great regret, he felt shameless to face his eldest brother. Zhao Hai pulled down Zhao Nong's hands covering his face, clenched them tightly, and said gently: "Grandpa will understand us, aren't you all back, okay, don't regret it." ”

"Big brother......" Zhao Shen couldn't speak when he said it, Zhao Hai saw him spitting out, and wondered: "What happened?" Trillion Deep. ”

"Big brother, I can't stay long when I come back this time......" Zhao Shen said.

"Why? Are you still leaving? Zhaohai asked.

"Yes, big brother, I've been here for a long time, and I'm going to cause trouble at home! I came back this time mainly for my grandfather's funeral, and now it's too late, and there is no way to get back...... I...... I'll be gone in two days! ”

"Where are you going? Didn't you say that the National Police Agency was looking for you, where else could you go? Zhaohai said urgently.

Zhao Nong had long known about Zhao Shen's joining the Iron Blood Group, although he was noncommittal, when he saw that the third brother was determined, he didn't say anything, who can be the guardian saint of whom's life? Just like his decision to give up business and study medicine, what he needs most is understanding from his family, which is enough to support him to overcome many unspeakable difficulties.

It can be seen that Zhaoshen is very embarrassed, on the one hand, he doesn't want his eldest brother to worry about him, and on the other hand, he cares about the discipline of the Iron Blood Regiment, and he can't say anything more to his eldest brother.

He only said: "I'm going to Shanghai, where I have a place to stay." ”

Zhaonong patted Zhaoshen's shoulder and said, "Third child, I'll go with you and go to Shanghai to do something meaningful." ”

"That's great, second brother!" Zhao Shen excitedly shook the second brother's hand.

The dancing sparks of the tile oil lamp placed on the table gradually amplified in front of Zhaohai's eyes. He was nagging in his heart, and he finally looked forward to the reunion of the three brothers, but he had to face the situation of going their separate ways.

Zhao Hai didn't say anything more, and he felt his tired back look even more rickety.

The morning after the rain hit the plantain was exceptionally fresh, and Xu Manjun got up very early. She walked alone on the garden path to a luxuriant hibiscus flower, and stopped, the moist air nourishing her porcelain jade face. Xu Manjun fiddled with the hibiscus flowers on the branches, and a familiar face kept shaking in front of her eyes. She had a dream all night last night, and there was always someone in her dreams who spoke to her softly......

She took the handkerchief out of her cuff and wiped the dew from her forehead. In the cool early summer morning, she felt that her palms were sweating, and at this moment a decision had germinated in the depths of her heart, and it was this decision that made her a little at a loss. She took a few deep breaths of air, a little nervous, and a hope encouraged her towards the house that had been quiet for years. Xu Manjun raised her hand and brushed the hair between her ears, then raised her head and walked to the depths of the courtyard.

After turning a few alleys, she came to Zhaohai's residence. The gray and black tiles of the wall shimmer in the morning light, a row of quaint and elegant houses lie quietly in the open courtyard, as if asleep, and a few strings of bookmarks and copper bells under the eaves show the owner's good feelings.

Xu Manjun quietly came to the window and leaned over to listen carefully to the movement inside......

"Yunting, I'll help you turn over, it will be more comfortable." This is Zhaohai's voice. At this time, Xu Manyun, who was standing outside the window, listened to his voice, and his heart was pounding.

"Okay, Zhaohai, my waist and back are very sore, you can help me rub ......" Fang Yunting's weak voice floated out of the window.

Zhaohai's gentle and soft whispers came from the room, Xu Manjun couldn't hear what they were talking about, but there was a hazy ripple morning breeze gently blowing the bangs on her forehead......