Jiang Jianping was so focused that he didn't pay attention to the changes behind him at all, carrying a bag on his back, leaning over to pick while enjoying the surrounding scenery, completely immersed in it, even if the 'Wind Chasing Goddess' behind him got closer and closer, he didn't notice it.

Yue Jinglian chased four or five hundred meters in one go, and finally caught up with her husband only a stone's throw away. In the case of high mental exaltation, I was already exhausted and out of breath. She stopped less than ten meters away from her husband and breathed nervously and excitedly.

When Dutia saw this scene, her eyes were full of curiosity, and she didn't know what kind of scene this couple from the East of the World would be when they were reunited after a long absence. She took out her smartphone, turned on the camera function, and expanded the lens to the farthest distance, and although the picture was a little blurry, the backs of the man and woman were still clearly visible.

Jiang Jianping finally realized something, and when he stuffed a herb in his hand into the mouth of the bag, he subconsciously glanced back. As a result, a picture of the most beautiful ladies was impressively presented in his field of vision.

He was shocked, unable to believe that what he saw was real and not an illusion.

Yue Jinglian finally looked at her husband, barely suppressed her tears of excitement, and waited for her husband to react at the first time.

Jiang Jianping didn't get carried away with excitement, he blinked vigorously, and the 'hallucination' in front of him was still real. But he still didn't dare to imagine that his beloved wife would suddenly descend to earth like the purple fairy in the legend?

"Qin Lian... Is that you? ”

Yue Jinglian saw that her husband, who was usually full of knowledge and wisdom, suddenly became wooden, and knew that she had shocked him, and her heart was excited and a little proud.

"Jianping, are your eyes spent? Don't even your daughter-in-law dare to admit it? ”

"You... Why did you suddenly appear here? ”

Yue Jinglian was a little naughty and tilted her head: "I wanted to suddenly appear in your office." But you weren't there, so you suddenly appeared here. ”

She glanced back and added, "Your assistant sent me here." ”

Jiang Jianping didn't have time to distract himself a little, and questioned the object of his attention: "You... Don't you have to wait two before you can come? ”

"I lied to you."

"Why lie to me?"

"I... I'm afraid that if I tell you the truth, you will be so excited that you can't sleep. You are inherently sleep-deprived. If I lose sleep, I can't afford it. ”

Jiang Jianping smiled bitterly emotionally: "Silly girl, do I have less insomnia for you?" ”

Yue Jinglian saw that her husband was still there like a wooden stake, and she couldn't help but say angrily: "Eh, did my arrival only surprise you?" ”

Jiang Jianping's nose was sour, and he said with tears: "No, you gave me the biggest surprise in my life." ”

Yue Jinglian's delicate face was faintly shy, and her voice became twisted: "How should you express this surprise?" ”

Jiang Jianping, who finally believed that everything in front of him was real, couldn't hold it anymore, and threw away the bag he was carrying without hesitation, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and frantically pounced on his beloved wife-

Yue Jinglian stood there straight, spread her arms, and closed her eyes intoxicatedly, looking forward to a feeling of her body soaring through the clouds.

Sure enough, when the two hot chests collided together, her delicate body was flung high and spun around him quickly. She felt the world around her spin violently, let out a piercing scream, and simply cocked her legs, her body almost parallel to the ground.

Dutia recorded this moment from afar, and in her mobile phone lens, Yue Jinglian, who was wearing a rose-colored dress, was like a flower bud, blooming gorgeously in a green field-

Her eyes blurred with excitement, feeling the passion and romance interpreted by this pair of lovers from the East when they reunited. While appreciating it, she wants to freeze this romance into eternity.

At the same moment, in the far east, at Danhai International Airport, it was midnight, and a civil aircraft slowly landed on a runway. The entire airport is lit up by various lights. Crowds of people who had been waiting for a long time poured into the tarmac in an orderly manner.

Among the marching crowd, it was Ye Zihe and his wife who were the leaders. They were accompanied by city leaders led by Xu Ruizhe, and a military group, led by an old soldier wearing a major general's uniform. They formed the party, government, and army in Lihai City. Even Father Jiang said that they were welcoming the heroes of Danhai home with a solemn face.

When they kept a suitable distance from the parked civil aircraft, they all stopped, looked up, and focused on the cabin door.

The spiral ladder went up, and the hatch slowly opened—

Sun Mei's breathing was a little short, and she subconsciously grabbed the arm of her wife who was beside her. Ye Zihe also needs the backbone at this time, and he sticks closely with his wife. In the middle of winter, they need this huddle even more for warmth.

Surprisingly, the first person to walk out of the hatch was actually a flower girl. She was wearing a plain dress with black gauze on her arm, and she was the first to meet the vision of the pick-up crowd.

Father Jiang, who was in front of the crowd, thought that he was dazzled, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the girl's appearance was still as good as new.

"Xixi!" He couldn't help but scream.

Yes, that girl is Shen Linxi. A huge photograph sits on her chest. The person in the photo is a handsome soldier wearing a blue beret. His energetic smile is forever fixed in that moment. He is the hero everyone welcomes - Ye Xiaohui.

Father Jiang never thought that his granddaughter would become an important family member of the hero, which is incredible.

Ye Zihe and his wife were not surprised when they saw it, only full of pathos. Their eyes were sympathetic to the girl who was slowly walking down the spiral staircase.

Because Shen Linxi was holding the frame with both hands, she couldn't spare one hand to hold the handle of the gangway, so her pace was very slow, and the people behind her had to follow her rhythm. Of course, in such a solemn atmosphere, every footprint is heavy.

Following behind Shen Linxi were two female soldiers, one on the left and one on the right. The two of them were like two guards, each holding one of Shen Linxi's arms, so that she would not fall down because of her emaciation.

The two of them passed through a spiral ladder of more than ten meters, and finally stepped on the land of Lihai.

Ye Zihe and his wife didn't move, looking at the photo of their son in a daze. They never imagined that their son, who had been thinking about it day and night, would come home in such a way.

Shen Linxi's eyes, which had already dried up crying, were instantly full of tears. She found her grandfather in the crowd of greetings, but her eyes only met with her grandfather, and she focused her teary eyes on Ye Zihe and his wife. Her footsteps slowly moved towards them, as if she were struggling.

Sun Mei got rid of her wife, stumbled over, and pounced on her son's portrait -

There was a commotion in the crowd, but no one stopped it.

When Sun Mei collapsed in front of her son's portrait, Shen Linxi couldn't lean over because she was holding the frame, and the two female soldiers who accompanied her immediately took action and helped the old man up.

Shen Linxi faced the sad and helpless old man, and wanted to be excited to calm the old man's arms, but in view of the portrait on his chest and this solemn scene, he had to bury all the catharsis in his heart, and could only cast the affectionate care, pity and comfort of family to the old man.

Next, out of the hatch were eight warriors in neat military uniforms. They were dressed in peacekeeping uniforms, blue bud hats, and their solemn faces were full of solemnity and solemnity. They are like eight legs, carrying a crystal coffin on their shoulders, and they walk down the steep spiral staircase step by step with neat and rhythmic steps.

Everyone and Shen Linxi, who had just descended the spiral ladder, looked up at the same time to witness the solemn and solemn moment.

Through the crystal coffin, the soldier in uniform, covered with the national flag, lying quietly, closed his eyes peacefully, silently enjoying the special courtesy given by his relatives in the motherland. That's the highest honor for a professional soldier.

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