good morning, sergeant

After a hard toss, Xu Rongrong was too tired to speak, but at this moment Zhan Yiyang got up without hesitation and said, "Get up."

Xu Rongrong hugged the quilt roguely, as if he was going to sleep on the bed to the end, "What are you doing?"

"Go back to my house and meet my family and... my stepmother." Zhan Yiyang said.

Xu Rongrong was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that the woman he met in the dessert shop that day was indeed Zhan Yiyang's stepmother.But what does Zhan Yiyang mean by saying that?Does he not consider his stepmother family?

She nodded and got up obediently, "Is there anything I want to prepare?"

"No need." Zhan Yiyang picked out a slightly more mature set of clothes for Xu Rongrong in the closet, and asked her to change into them, "Go and tell them that it's fine when we get married."

Xu Rongrong obediently went to the bathroom and changed her clothes. When combing her hair, she wanted to wear her hair up to look more formal, but she was used to clear soup noodles, so it always felt weird to pull her hair up.

Zhan Yiyang pushed open the bathroom door and walked in, and saw Xu Rongrong tangling in front of the mirror, her straight hair messed up by her.

He frowned and walked into the bathroom. The only thing that was good about the little white rabbit was the straight hair. He straightened her long hair with his slender fingers, and said, "Just change the clothes. Don't worry." Forgetting that we are a military family, the original ecology is easy to be accepted."

Xu Rongrong looked at himself in the mirror with wide eyes in doubt, "Really?"

"That's it, let's go." Zhan Yiyang took the tangled little white rabbit out of the bathroom, and looked at her with a half-smile, "Where's the breakfast you brought back?"

Xu Rongrong stared blankly at the empty dining table, covered his face, "I forgot."

Zhan Yiyang had expected it earlier, and was not surprised. He sighed resignedly, "I'll take you down to eat."

Xu Rongrong stuck out his tongue, obediently followed behind Zhan Yiyang.

As usual, Xu Rongrong waited for Zhan Yiyang at the back door, and Zhan Yiyang went to the basement to pick up the car.

It was almost lunch time, and there were very few pedestrians in the community. Xu Rongrong put his hands in the pockets of his jacket, and played on tiptoes in boredom.

The conversation with Zhan Yiyang not long ago suddenly came to mind. She remembered that she had promised Zhan Yiyang that she would not lie to her again, but she was lying to him early this morning.

This Gu Yanze... is really harmful.

Now, I really don't know how to tell Zhan Yiyang, she doesn't believe herself anymore.

Just as she was thinking, Zhan Yiyang's car stopped in front of her. She went around to the passenger seat, opened the door and sat in it.

The car drove out of the community, and the breakfast shop had no more breakfast. Xu Rongrong went to the 24-hour convenience store to buy something to fill his stomach. Zhan Yiyang didn't want anything, but just drank some water, and then asked Xu Rongrong to go to the flower shop next door Buy a bouquet of carnations.

Xu Rongrong didn't ask the purpose of the flower, said "Oh", and obediently jumped to the flower shop to buy flowers.

After buying the flowers, the car restarted and drove to the suburbs, but not to the Zhan family's villa, but to the cemetery.

It was only then that Xu Rongrong realized that he had said that day that when he came back from the army, he had to visit Zhan Yiyang's dead mother first.

She tilted her head and looked at Zhan Yiyang. His expression was just a little deeper than before, and there was nothing unusual. She clenched his hand tightly, trying to tell Zhan Yiyang in this way: She is right next to him around.

Zhan Yiyang fully understood the little white rabbit's little thoughts, he held the corners of his lips, tightened his five fingers, and also squeezed Xu Rongrong's hand, and led her to his mother's grave.

Xu Rongrong looked at the photo that had been eroded and turned white by the wind and rain. Although it was not very clear, it could still be seen that she was a very beautiful woman, and Yi Lin looked very similar to her.

She bent down and put down the carnation in her hand, and turned her head to look at Zhan Yiyang.

His expression seemed to be a little deeper, his outline added a touch of sadness, he looked at the tombstone quietly, stroking the top of the cup with his slender fingertips, Xu Rongrong didn't disturb him, and quietly accompanied him.

After a while, Zhan Yiyang withdrew his hand and looked at Xu Rongrong, "Let's go."

Xu Rongrong followed him, "Yiyang..."

"I'm fine." Zhan Yiyang seemed to know what Xu Rongrong was going to say.

Xu Rongrong still threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

The wind in the suburbs was extremely cold, but Xu Rongrong filled his empty arms and brought some inexplicable warmth. His hand stretched out uncontrollably, hugging this warmth tightly.

Such warmth, such Xu Rongrong, how can he let go?

The wind whizzed past her ears, Zhan Yiyang took a long time to let go of Xu Rongrong, stroked her long hair that was a little messed up by the wind, "Let's go, go back to my house."

Xu Rongrong nodded and obediently followed Zhan Yiyang.

On the way back, Xu Rongrong tried to liven up the atmosphere, and Zhan Yiyang also tried his best to cooperate.

Xu Rongrong was worried about a lot, and asked Zhan Yiyang about his father's daily habits so that she would know what to say and what not to say, but Zhan Yiyang just said lightly: "You don't need to know these, we won't talk to him in the future. live together."

Xu Rongrong always felt that the relationship between Zhan Yiyang and his father might not be as close as that of an ordinary father and son, but he didn't expect it to be so weak.Also, he didn't seem to want to talk much about his father at all.

"Okay." She changed the subject, chatted about some things, and talked all the way to the Zhan family.

When getting off the car, Xu Rongrong's bright eyes couldn't help but look around curiously.

The red brick villa inside the wrought iron carved gate is antique, the Chinese-style garden, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, everything seems to be very quiet and orderly. Walking in such a place, one's footsteps can't help but slow down.

This is the place where Zhan Yiyang grew up, and she finally knew how he came to be so meticulous and calm.

Growing up in this kind of place, it's hard to be impetuous.

A conservatively dressed but very well-dressed aunt came out and opened the door. She called Zhan Yiyang "Master", then smiled at Xu Rongrong, "Come in, the commander and his wife have been waiting for a long time."

As soon as Xu Rongrong heard that the elder had been waiting for a long time, his resentful eyes drifted to Zhan Yiyang: "It's all your fault!"

Zhan Yiyang looked at ease, "What am I to blame?"

Xu Rongrong lowered his head and shook his head, "I blame you for dawdling for too long!"

Zhan Yiyang hooked the corners of his lips, and suddenly turned his head to Xu Rongrong's ear and said, "How dare you say you don't like me 'lingering' longer? Huh?"

"..." Xu Rongrong's face suddenly turned pink, and he gave Zhan Yiyang a "fierce" look, "Can't you be more serious when you go home?" Is he really the incarnation of a beast?

Zhan Yiyang snorted coldly, "My home is in Repulse Bay." With the little white rabbit, with him, is home.

"..."

Aunt Li, who was not far behind them, smiled. She grew up watching Zhan Yiyang. It was the first time she saw this young and mature young master being so close to a girl.

It's a pity... the commander didn't agree with them at all, alas...

When entering the door, Xu Rongrong's footsteps paused, just like when he was 17 years old when he saw his crush.

She was so nervous that her palms were about to sweat.

"Follow me, don't be afraid." Zhan Yiyang squeezed the little white rabbit's hand, led him through the door, and stood in front of Commander Zhan and his second wife Liang Shuxian, "Dad, auntie, I brought Rongrong back .” As he spoke, he squeezed Xu Rongrong’s hand, “Rongrong, call someone.”

Xu Rongrong felt that as long as he opened his mouth, his heart would jump out of his throat, but he still calmly smiled at Commander Zhan and Liang Shuxian, and called out politely: "Dad, auntie."

The commander of the war had a serious face as if he was directing the war, and he said "hmm", but Liang Shuxian smiled kindly, walked towards Xu Rongrong and took her hand, "Yiyang, grandpa is in the study on the second floor, with Rongrong Go up and meet Grandpa."

In fact, this stepmother was impeccable, but Zhan Yiyang didn't want to get close, no matter how kind she was, he put on the same face as the commander Zhan at the moment, said "um", and took Xu Rongrong upstairs.

After passing the corner of the stairs and confirming that the people downstairs couldn't see him, Xu Rongrong softened and fell towards Zhan Yiyang.

Zhan Yiyang hooked his lips and supported her, "What?"

Xu Rongrong trembled, "Your dad looks so serious, so scary." The moment she saw Commander Zhan, all the skills she learned from the book suddenly failed, and she couldn't even remember them.

Zhan Yiyang said in a meaningless tone: "Don't worry about my dad, you just need to please grandpa."

Xu Rongrong pursed his lips, "How can you talk like that, of course you want to please everyone."

"It's up to you." Zhan Yiyang said, "But just try your best, don't be pressured, and do whatever they want, anyway, there are not many chances to go home in the future."

This time Xu Rongrong frowned, "What are you talking about? This is your home. Your father, grandpa, and your closest relatives are all here. Of course, you have to come back often." She tilted her head and looked at Zhan Yiyang, "Your head What kind of structure is it? How can someone return home as if going to a stranger's house?"

Zhan Yiyang pulled Xu Rongrong to stop in front of the study door, cast a sidelong glance at her and scolded "Idiot", then knocked lightly on the door.

After a while, an old but powerful voice came from inside: "Come in."

Zhan Yiyang pushed open the door, and Xu Rongrong followed him in, thoroughly understanding what it means to be old and strong.

The old man behind the desk is at least 80 years old, but he is wearing a well-fitting Chinese tunic suit, standing upright like a pine and cypress, holding a wolf hair, with a kind of wisdom and stability after going through vicissitudes.

There is a large sheet of rice paper on the desk, on which are written the words "Still water and deep flow".

For the first time, Xu Rongrong was in awe of an old man.

Zhan Yiyang walked in with Xu Rongrong, and stopped not far from the desk, "Grandpa, I'm back."

Xu Rongrong could tell that Zhan Yiyang's tone was much better than when he called his father just now, he was closer to his grandfather.

The old chief counselor raised his head, put down his penis, "Stinky boy, you finally remember that this is your home."

Zhan Yiyang pushed Xu Rongrong forward, "This is Xu Rongrong."

Xu Rongrong immediately called out obediently, "Grandpa!"

The chief executive glanced at Xu Rongrong, smiled, and said to Zhan Yiyang: "Your wife is younger than I thought."

Zhan Yiyang raised the corners of his lips, and stood aside to help the boss grind ink, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to ask when you will hold the wedding, and marry a girl from another family to be the daughter-in-law of the Zhan family. In addition, I think it is not a matter of a day or two to hold a great-grandson, you should know."

Zhan Yiyang gave Xu Rongrong a meaningful look, "I came back this time just for the wedding."

The old staff officer said "hmm", "Don't treat others badly just because they are small. Remember, this is the Zhan family marrying their granddaughter-in-law."

Zhan Yiyang naturally understood what the old staff officer meant, and smiled, "I know, I won't bother you anymore." After speaking, he pulled Xu Rongrong out of the study and returned to his room.

Xu Rongrong didn't understand the whole process. She understood every word of the conversation between Zhan Yiyang and his grandfather, but she vaguely felt that it wasn't what it meant on the surface.