Go to husband's troop 132

  As she walked in, Jiang Mei raised her head and immediately locked eyes with a man sitting on the sofa, wearing glasses. At first, he seemed unfamiliar. But when he smiled, his shallow dimples and elegant demeanor were like a refreshing splash of spring water on a cold winter's day, and even though he was only showing his profile, it sparked a flash of recognition in her mind, conjuring up memories of someone who looked exactly the same.

  His eyebrows were thicker, his hair was longer, and his bangs covered his forehead. The former basketball team captain now wore glasses, but she remembered that he had been near-sighted from the beginning. It's been over a decade since they last met; she was now a mother of a child, and he must be in his thirties as well. Time had left its mark on people, making them look older. She had become old and haggard, but he, after experiencing life's hardships, had become more refined and deeper, like a piece of jade that had been slowly carved out, emitting a more steady and calm light than before.

  Men and women are always different, men of this age are the most charming.

  A long and melancholic sigh echoed in my heart.

  "Second sister, sit down." Manman brought her a chair.

  Jiang Mei sat down on one side, the sofa was filled with several men, she couldn't squeeze in. The other two chatting and drinking tea with Zhao Wensheng were familiar to her, they were two notorious guys from the nearby barracks.

  "Sorry, Second Sister, there are a lot of people. I thought you were coming tonight, otherwise I would have called you first." Manman said apologetically as she poured two cups of water from the kitchen.

  Sitting next to his mother, Little Dong couldn't wait to take out the bag of candies he and his mother had bought together, and boast to his aunt: "I picked this one, I picked that one, all of these were picked by me."

  "Uh-huh. Auntie likes it too." Gently rubbing the child's hair.

  "Mom, Auntie said she likes it too." Xiaodong was so happy that he turned around to show off to his mother, but found that her mind was elsewhere. The clever black eyes turned and fixed on the man over there.

  Jiang Mei hastily withdrew her gaze: what was she doing in front of the child?

  "Mom, who is he?" The little head tilted up, the small eyes narrowed, extremely clever, making it impossible for anyone to escape her gaze.

  "He——" Jiang Mei had no choice but to pretend to be calm and said, "How do I know."

  Her mother said so, but it only made the little guy's interest more intense. Sitting on a chair and swinging his two small legs, his eyes would occasionally glance at the man over there.

  A man wearing glasses, just the fact that he's wearing glasses makes the little guy recall his own past days, a inexplicable sense of closeness. The stretched-out neck can't help but extend the small head, almost falling off the chair.

  His mother suddenly pulled him up from behind: "Sit properly, this is someone else's home. Don't think you can be naughty just because your aunt is here."

  The little face scrunched up, slightly puffed out, was suddenly filled with the sound of a man's deep laughter coming from the direction of the sofa. Turning his head again to take another look, he saw that the bespectacled man was adjusting his glasses and smiling quietly at him.

  Who is he?

  Another thought flashed through his little brain.

  A gaze that seemed familiar to him.

  Little Dongzi.

  Call him by his name, but not that bespectacled man, rather the very handsome and charming one he had met when treating his eyes before.

  Mr. Yao beckoned him over: "Come here."

  Her throat was immediately blocked with saliva. Sorry, this man is handsome, but in the young child's heart, he had long been intuitively aware that this man was Medusa, and couldn't be provoked.

  Mr. Yao said to let go, Jiang Mei couldn't help but let the child pass by, who made these two men have a favor for the child?

  "Dongzi, formerly known as Uncle." Pushing his son's small shoulders.

  As soon as the dessert was served, Xiao Dongzi changed his usual habit of jumping and hopping around, instead taking slow and cautious steps, as if walking on thin ice, until he reached in front of Master Yao.

  This fearless child who dares to challenge heaven and earth is actually afraid of his grandfather?

  The two grandpas were very good at scaring people.

  Actually, what Xiao Dongzi fears more than Master Yao is the other silent Master who can kill people with his cold gaze. What he remembers most about this man is a sentence: children who don't listen will be spanked. Unconsciously, when facing Master's cold scrutiny, he touched his buttocks with his small hand.

  "Hahaha——" Mr. Yao laughed at his action, one hand pulled him over, the other hand lifted his chin, and asked with a smile, "Do you still remember us?"

  The small black eyes blinked hesitantly: "Remember, remember."

  Even his tone of voice is very proper and timid, like a rabbit.

  Holding his teacup, Zhao Wensheng spoke up: "Look at you all scaring the kid. Others might think you've used some kind of torture on him."

  "Is he afraid of us?" Mr. Yao didn't admit it, carefully turning the child's face around, "You don't know, he used to dislike us and was afraid we would take away his aunt."

  Little face suddenly turned bright red and puffed out her cheeks: This rascal, it turns out he had seen through it all along.

  "Rob his aunt? What's the relationship between him and his aunt, what's our relationship with his aunt?" A cold hum, icy enough to freeze even a child, came from Junye's nose.

  A raised eyebrow and an icy glance stimulated the little guy.

  "My aunt likes me the most."

  A puffed-up cheek is like a brave warrior full of vigor.

  In an instant, several hissing flames rose in the air.

  Jiang Mei was confused: What are you two arguing about?

  Manman hurried over, pretending to be angry: "Don't bully the little kid." As she spoke, she reached out and rescued the little guy from Grandpa's palm, hugging him in her own arm.

  The little cheek is still puffed up and hasn't reduced the gunpowder flavor.

  The two masters just smiled, with a smile that was hard to understand. Master Yao picked up his cup of tea, while Master Jun lowered his head and turned over the plate. After drinking half a cup of tea, Master Yao said to Zhao Wensheng: "Look, his eyes are better now, aren't they?"

  "Wouldn't that be bad? He glares at you with eyes that can see every single pore on your face." Zhao Wensheng said, adjusting his glasses.

  Upon hearing this, Jun Ye seemed dissatisfied and interrupted Yao Ye: "You're asking him in vain; can you let him say that the prescription he wrote is ineffective himself?"

  Three men were like three unrelated sentences; only a careful listener could make out what they meant.

  Manman's heart skipped a beat as she gazed at Zhao Wensheng, whose warm and gentle smile was deeply hidden behind his elegant glasses.

  The clever little guy directly opened his mouth and asked: "Was it you who cured my eyes? Impossible, I haven't even seen you before."

  Mr. Yao, who rarely educates people, started educating the little guy, saying: "You should call him Uncle Zhao, not you. When you were treating your eyes here, it was his colleague who examined you, replacing him to do the examination for you, and sending the materials as videos and emails across the ocean for him to see. Although he is in the United States, he also cured your eyes."

  Perking up her ears, Jiang Mei listened attentively to Mr. Yao's words without missing a single one, and suddenly her heart skipped a beat at the pit of her stomach.

  The little guy apparently couldn't accept this sudden reality: "I don't believe it, he's wearing glasses himself."

  "Your eyes are not an eye disease, his colleagues can't see you well and think there's something fishy about it, so they came to him." Mr. Yao showed great patience in explaining to the little kid.

  Deep medical knowledge, the little guy naturally couldn't understand it, he could only tell that this man wasn't lying and there was no need to lie to him.

  The astonished gaze fell on the bespectacled man once again.

  "You've said so much to him, but he doesn't even call you Uncle Zhao. It's better not to say anything and let him just call out directly." Jun Ye raised an eyebrow in displeasure, seemingly taking it very seriously that this little boy was being discriminatory towards them.

  General Jun's words made Xiao Dongzi speechless, his strong self-esteem making him want to go against this group of people.

  The scene suddenly froze. Manman glared at her big brother, who only made things worse, and patted the child's head, saying: "This Uncle Zhao is your mom's middle school classmate."

  Zhao Wensheng and Jiang Mei did not expect that Manman would be so straightforward, actually telling the child about their relationship at this time, and also choked on water.

  Jiang Mei hastily pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and unintentionally saw that he was also looking for a tissue. For a moment, something else had struck her mind awry again.

  "It turned out to be Mom's classmate. Why didn't you say so earlier?" Xiaodong looked up at Zhao Wensheng with a smug expression, having found the reason for his mother's strange behavior earlier, and said, "Hello Uncle Zhao, feel free to visit our home sometime."

  The child's sudden 180-degree change left everyone in the room stunned, with their astonished eyes fixed on this little head: what was he thinking? Nowadays, children are really unpredictable.

  Feeling the child facing him was waiting for his response, Zhao Wensheng smiled: "Okay. No problem. As long as your mom welcomes it."

  Little brain suddenly turned around and shouted at Jiang Mei: "Mom, are you welcome?"

  Jiang Mei stood up like a primary school student, busy and flustered. Under the strange gaze of others, she was momentarily embarrassed, and with a stern expression, she said: "If Mr. Zhao is willing to visit my humble abode, he is naturally welcome."

  After finishing speaking, her teeth "regretfully" bit down on her lip, losing face greatly. What was she just saying? Did others think she was acting in a Republic of China drama?

  "My mom has been watching 'The Deep Deep Rain' recently." The son was clever and quickly found an excuse for her.

  Jiang Mei was holding back her laughter, wanting to laugh but not daring to, this was the first time she had seen such a thing and it left her in surprise. It seemed that what her husband had said about the old matter was true after all.

  "Dongzi, it's time to go home and cook dinner." Jiang Mei was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground, and hastily called back her son to retreat.

  Xiao Dongzi jumped up and down, ran back to his mother's side, held her hand, and waved the other small hand at the three men: "Goodbye, uncles."

  "Goodbye." Mr. Yao couldn't help but smile and replied on behalf of the other two people.

  Manman sent the mother and son to the door.

  Afraid that her sister-in-law would ask, Jiang Mei preempted the conversation and said to Manman: "He's just my middle school classmate. But how did you know?"

  "When he saw me that day, he said to me like this, 'Nice to meet you, Second Sister.' Mianmian didn't mind doing him this favor and smiled, although she also didn't know what Zhao Wensheng meant by bringing up her second sister this time."

  Jiang Mei's mind was in a mess again: He actually brought her up on his own initiative?

  However, he said that it seems like this time back to see all the old classmates. These days, they have been going around with my brother, and also want to go with us to visit the troops. Because many of his university classmates are in the army, he was sent abroad for further study by the army a few years ago, and only returned now. Mianmian turned back and tactfully said that since she couldn't figure out Zhao Wensheng's meaning, she could only try to make it clear to Jiang Mei about Zhao Wensheng's situation as much as she knew, "He has mentioned that he might look for you when finding middle school classmates."

  It was just a reunion with an old classmate. Presumably, he treated her son's eyes only because of his face as an old classmate. Jiang Mei felt slightly disappointed, but at the same time let out a long sigh of relief.

  She has just been divorced and is not suitable for considering other things for the time being.

  Her eyelid twitched: Was she actually considering other options?

  First love is truly terrifying.

  Watching Jiang Mei and Xiao Dongzi walk out of the gate, Manman walked back to see the three men on the sofa as if nothing had happened, her heart sank. What did Mr. Zhao mean?

  Tonight there are two more guests for dinner. Mrs. Lu took Lu Huan to buy vegetables. Manman returned to the kitchen first, helped tidy up things and cooked some soup.

  It seems that she has gradually gotten used to this kind of life and days. She remembered the first time she came into this kitchen watching Mrs. Lu cook, her heart was shocked. Now, in the Lu's house, she is familiar with the kitchen as if it were her own home. Where to put salt, where to place sugar, even looking for some special seasonings, she knows their positions clearly.

  The time that has passed is just a short while ago.

  She thought of the small kitchen in the Wen family grocery store that was as dark and gloomy.

  Lu Jun, who had walked into the kitchen to get something, found her standing there motionless, as if she were in a daze. He raised an eyebrow and called out to her, trying to dig up something from her bewildered eyes: "Nang Nang."

  She came back to her senses and turned around to see it was him, hastily collecting her thoughts: "What's the matter?"

  "I want to pick some chrysanthemums."

  The Lu family sometimes thinks drinking too much tea hurts their stomachs, so they will drink flower tea.

  Manman opened the cabinet on her head, where Mrs. Lu had stored various flower teas. She was about to reach for it when a long arm stretched out from behind her, took down the jar first, and then pretended to be nonchalant as he helped her sweep her hair back over her shoulder. A low voice brushed past her ear: "What were you just thinking? You looked so distracted."

  "I miss my husband." The answer was concise.

  Her lips curled up coldly: "No need to think about it, your husband will be back soon."

  "Yes, I know." She turned around, lowered her head, slightly raised an eyebrow, and stood firm.

  Even if he tries again, he won't be able to get anything out of it.

  He lowered his eyebrows and walked out.

  The other two people in the living room felt his discomfort all over his body.

  "What's wrong, Lu Ke?" Zhao Wensheng asked with his eyes, looking at Master Yao.

  Yao Ye shook his head helplessly: This situation is obvious, and it's clear that Jun Ye has kicked the iron plate of his sister again and got angry with himself.

  "Sleep." Lu Jun raised his leg, this matter was far from over. He said to Zhao Wensheng, "I know you learned some hypnosis techniques in the US."

  Zhaowensheng readily replied: "Wherever Lü Ke wants me to serve, just speak up."

  Zeng De Rong refused to reveal the inside story of Yang's family in Nang Nang's disappearance, although his younger brother Lu He Dong said he could wait for an opportunity, but he didn't have that patience. He couldn't use severe torture to extract a confession, however, using some small tricks wasn't out of the question.

  A flash of drawn sword light flickered in his cold eyes.

  In the dead of night, someone came to see him. Zeng De Rong had already found it strange. But he was a prisoner and couldn't resist.

  Entering the small room of that dialogue, dimly lit with only a yellow light bulb on top, made the man who came to see him even more mysterious, as if shrouded in mist. Vaguely visible, he didn't recognize this man at all.

  "Who are you?" He wanted to raise his vigilance and ask, but he couldn't hear clearly what the other party replied.

  It's possible that the indoor heat of summer made the sound of the exhaust fan too loud, rumbling and interfering with his conversation. However, the dim light may have prevented him from seeing his opponent clearly, but it allowed him to focus on a watch hanging down from his opponent's breast pocket.

  This table is very beautiful, with an antique flavor, like a rare and precious relic from the Republic of China era. If one isn't careful, their seven spirits and six souls will be lured away by the table.

  Next, he seemed to have entered a dream world like Alice. He thought he was dreaming, so what he said and did were all in the dream, no need to be vigilant or afraid.

  "Tell me, do you know Wen Shixuan?"

  "I know."

  "How did you recognize me?"

  "When he took away Lujia's child Nangnang, I saw it."

  "Have you met him before?"

  "Once."

  "After that, didn't you look for him again?"

  "No."

  "How did you know his current situation?"

  "I don't know his current situation. Nobody else does either. Not until he shows up again himself. He's more cunning than we imagined."

  "He and you - aren't in cahoots?"

  "I don't know about this. I'm not aware of all the arrangements made by the Yang family in this matter."

  "What's going on?"

  "This matter is related to Lu's family children."

  "Does the Yang family dislike the Lu family's child?"

  "Yes."

  "Do you know the reason?"

  "I don't know."

  "Don't you know to help the Yang family?"

  "The Yang family gave me many promises."

  "What makes you think the Yang family can offer you more benefits than the Lu family?"

  "Lu's family can't bring me any benefits, for someone like me."

  For someone like him who is mediocre and lazy, the honest Lu family can't bring him any benefits, only the cunning Yang family.

  "How did you know that the Yang family would be able to give you benefits? Aren't you afraid that the Yang family won't fulfill their promise to you in the end?"

  "After all, it's worth a try. Moreover, the Yang family has a backing."

  "What's behind?"

  "I don't know."

  "How can you so easily believe the Yang family?"

  "No. The Yangs gave me a lot of money, just this amount is enough to make me believe."

  Bribery requires a lot of money. Zeng Dezhong's rise was supported by these wealthy businessmen.

  "You still refuse to loosen your tongue until now, is it because you think the Yang family has the ability to rescue you?"

  "It can't be said that it can save me, but at least it can reduce some of my punishment."

  So Zeng Yetai had thought through all the possible consequences, so he was fearless. Going to prison was already a foregone conclusion for him, it was just a matter of how many years.

  A cold hum: Since you like being in prison, then stay there for a lifetime.

  Through the surveillance lens, his cold eyes were pondering every word he said, because it was hypnosis, the reliability of the words was more reliable than when he asked himself. If what this man said wasn't a lie, did that mean Wen Shi Xuan really knew nothing about these things?

  No!

  He trusted his own memory more.

  ……

  Before visiting your husband's troops, at least you should understand his troops first.

  Military secrets cannot be revealed to wives, Jiang Yan said: Amphibious troops.

  "What's next? Is there anything I need to pay attention to? For example, when I get there, how do I call out to your comrades?" Vines little wife was a bit nervous as it was her first time entering the troops, so she carefully took notes from her husband.

  "This one, when the time comes I'll call what, you follow and call what." Jiang Yan didn't think much, directly answered his daughter-in-law.

  As a result, when I got there, the first joke came out.

  Upon arrival at the troop's camp, the first person to come and greet them was a young soldier who had been Jiang Yan's orderly during his time in the army. Jiang Yan had gotten into the habit of giving nicknames to these young soldiers along with some colleagues, so he directly called him "Shitou".

  "General Chiang is well, and his wife is well." Shi Tou saluted them both.

  She can't possibly learn from her husband to call people "stone", fortunately she's clever and used a absolutely safe answer: "Hello, Comrade of the Liberation Army."

  "Stone" heard her answer and was stunned for a moment, whispering to Jiang Dashi: "Where is your sister from? She even speaks with an official tone."

  "Get out!" Jiang Yan cursed with a smile.

  However, there is one thing "stone" said correctly, his wife is not a leader, but rather the daughter of a leader.

  Lu's deputy commander had been missing for a long time and his daughter, who was visiting her father's troops for the first time after being found, was enough to attract many officials and soldiers who liked to watch the excitement. According to her father's arrangement, her first stop with her husband was not to go to her husband's original team camp, but directly into the military department, to show herself to the leaders first.

  That day, there were many people who came to the military department's staff office under various pretexts. All sorts of people showed up, from a communications soldier to the political commissar of the military department.

  "Jiang Canmou, where's your wife?"

  "Yes, Commissar." Jiang Yan returned to the barracks and didn't dare lean back in his chair from start to finish. More than half of the people who came to see him had higher ranks than him.

  "Let your wife sit down."

  She follows her husband everywhere, and he doesn't even dare to sit down, how can she dare to sit down.

  Unfortunately, the rules of this unit are like this: the status of the military wife is higher than that of the leader. When the military wife arrives at the unit, the leader visits and does not sit until after asking the military wife to sit first.

  The leader's eyes were full of pressure, making her sit down involuntarily, while staring at her husband standing like a punished child. Moon's eyebrows curved in helplessness, knowing who was behind this idea. It must be her father, thinking she got married too quickly, and this son-in-law still needs to pay some price. Conveniently, he called on his comrades to help him vent his anger.

  A pair of deep and calculating eyes were fixed on Manman's body. Seeing the daughter of his old comrade Lao Lu, she was indeed as rumored, with a good temperament and a noble demeanor, just sitting there, she had the elegance of an ancient lady.

  "Good guy, this wife is not bad." A pair of hands, like the Buddha's palm, went through one by one on Jiang Yan's shoulders.

  Jiang Yan nodded and puffed out his chest: "Yes."

  "He said he didn't even know 'repentance', only knew how to say yes, no wonder Old Lu said he was a waste of collection."

  Chiang Yan was very helpless: Old Lu, of course, referred to his father-in-law Commander Lu.

  "Sit down, all of you sit down." Finally, the old leaders were willing to let him off.

  Jiang Yan sat down next to his daughter-in-law.

  The fruit platter kept coming up and being placed in front of them, making her feel a bit surprised and pampered. She asked her husband: "Won't they be treating us specially?"

  That's not it. If the family members of the warriors come to visit, they will be warmly entertained like this. The only difference is that today there are a lot more people coming to visit than usual.

  It's like walking through a flower garden on horseback, encountering so many high-ranking officials in the troops, and my brain can't take in so much information at once, it all feels chaotic, like it's about to explode.

  Borrowing an excuse, Jiang Yan hastily took his wife outside for some fresh air.

  Man Man has never been on stage at school since she was a child, and she is not used to the prolonged spotlight pressure. After all, she is a grain of sand, not a gold that shines from an early age, without this self-awareness.

  Walking out, taking a breath of air with a hint of sand and dust, looking out at the vast open space, her mood slowly relaxed bit by bit.

  When I came, I was bumpy on the way and didn't adapt. When I arrived, I was directly pulled into the organ and didn't have time to appreciate the scenery in the camp. The camp is built by the troops themselves. Most of them are two or three-story small buildings, there won't be high-rise buildings blocking the sunlight and blue sky, so the sky and earth here make people feel the pure steel style and broad-mindedness of men directly.

  "It's very comfortable here." Manman said straightforwardly, everywhere was green, even the clothes people wore were green, a feast for the eyes. More importantly, this was her husband and father's unit, everywhere made her feel a sense of familiarity, unlike last time when she went to Zeng Junlong's unit, where she only felt cold and icy, as if they would raise their guns against her at any moment.

  His wife likes her own home, Jiang Yan is of course happy: "If you like it, when the troops are not on a mission, you can come and see more often."

  "Okay." She replied softly, lowering her eyebrows and quietly taking her husband's hand with one of hers.

  Jiang Yan had many places to take his wife to see, so he took advantage of the comrades' negligence and pulled his wife's hand into his military coat pocket, taking her for a stroll around the troops.

  "This is the canteen of the organ, it's a bit bigger. If you go down to the company level, it will be much smaller, usually one company has one small canteen."

  "Shall we take a bath?"

  "Of course there was no hot water in the army. Taking a cold shower to exercise one's body was a common occurrence in winter."

  "The place I sleep is all covered with duck feathers on TV."

  "Yes, Duckweed Pavilion."

  "Are the quilts stacked neatly?"

  "Didn't you brag about your husband washing socks?"

  Listening to her husband talk about this ugly matter, Manman smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder. Along the way, they met a row of patrolling soldiers. The soldiers wanted to glance over at her, but were shouted down by their officer: "Eyes forward!" No one dared look at her again. Her husband was a sensible man, immediately saluting the officer in gratitude.

  "I just ran into a bunch of leaders in the reception room, which one is your leader?" As a result, Manman remembered this important matter and had to give gifts to her husband's leader. She was all prepared and made several jars of pickles with her own hands.

  "Just now in the reception room you met a bunch of leaders, every one of them is my leader." Jiang Yan said, holding his wife's hand.

  "Ah?" Manman's face fell, and that one bundle had at least over a hundred.

  But also, her husband is so young and wants to mix with high-level people, at least he has to be like those leaders she saw for another ten years.

  "Then who should I give those jars of pickled vegetables to?" Yue'er furrowed her brow slightly, worried that she had been busy for nothing.

  This thing is not suitable for anyone.

  At this point, her thoughtful husband had already thought of it and nodded at his wife's slightly wrinkled nose: "You leave one can here, I'll send it to my little soldiers, the rest, you give them all to your father, let him distribute, he knows better than us who to send to."

  The husband has made a clever plan. Leave one can for the little soldier, and it will be clear that in the future, running errands will not be possible without these little soldiers. Look, after the couple walked for a while, the obedient "stone" immediately followed them with his car, allowing them to get on and off at any time and place.

  "Now where are we going?" asked Manman who was already in the car to her husband.

  She'd rather die than go in and face a bunch of leaders again.

  "According to your father's arrangement, there are two people you must meet." Jiang Yan gave his wife a meaningful glance.

  This is going to her brother's workplace.

  His brother was in a field hospital, not the one in the garrison. It was in a tent in the wilderness. In other words, the garrison hospital and his brother were not connected at all.

  She really couldn't figure out what her brother was doing. You say her husband, at least this time she walked into the troop command department, understood that her husband was a staff officer in the command department, simply put, an auxiliary personnel for commanding troops officers, to provide strategy during battles. Her brother, with a well-covered house not living in it, ran into a wild tent. Not right either, her brother had a secret organ building in the city.

  It's hard to find her brother. The car drove through the dusty road and arrived at a place far away from the houses and oases, surrounded by yellow sand everywhere. Several green tents were set up in the middle.

  "Here." The one who came to pick them up was a beautiful woman who personally lifted the curtain and revealed herself.

  "White Dew Sister!" was actually "Stone", and upon seeing the most beautiful woman in the army for the first time, his blood rushed to his face.

  Bai Lu smiled beautifully and went to help Manman get out of the car, saying: "I can die for you."

  After leaving Lu's old house, neither of them had time to see each other. Bai Lu was not like her at home taking care of the baby, but was busy making up classes at work.

  "Bai Lu Jie, what are you doing here?" asked Man Man carefully holding the hand of Future Sister-in-law.

  "Of course I have to be here. You didn't come this time just to see my brother and sister-in-law, did you?" Bai Lu gave her a mysterious wink.

  After saying that, he pulled her into the tent. Neither Manman nor Jiang Dashao was fully prepared. Speaking of this White team, Jiang Yan was a mysterious figure who didn't know anyone. Only knew it was someone who brought his own team to many military districts and was respected wherever he went.

  Inside, a woman in her forties wearing military uniform stood up immediately upon seeing Bailu leading someone in: "Is that Nangnang and Ayan? Come, sit down quickly."

  Manman hesitated at the door, not daring to sit down hastily. With narrowed eyes, she sized up the smiling woman's face and saw that she was a female soldier with a heroic bearing, kind eyes, and every gesture exuding calmness and composure. She seemed to be a female general who commanded the battlefield.

  "This is my elder sister-in-law," said Bai Lu, "just call her Eldest Sister Yun."

  "Good sister Yun." Manman bowed slightly, genuinely respecting her from the bottom of his heart, because he could tell that she was a woman worthy of respect.

  Manman's actions were so grand that they caught Yun Jie off guard. She quickly took two steps forward and supported Manman's waist as she bowed, carefully examining her eyebrows and eyes before breaking into a bright smile: "Rarely do I meet someone as clever and quick-witted as you; it's as if you have a spiritual quality to you. That piece of jade - whatever Old Lady Yao says, it should be given to you, that's the truth."

  She spoke as if she had become an immortal, and Manman's face turned bright red. As for the scalding hot yam-shaped jade, it was originally a gift from Mrs. Yao, and she suddenly understood something.

  "Sit down." Yun Jie pulled her to sit down while beckoning Jiang Da Shao to take a seat as well.

  The conditions in the tent were not as good as those in a building, with only a few ordinary chairs placed on the ground and a small table in front that could barely hold several cups. Yun Jie apologized for this, saying: "We're going to move away, everything has been packed up, if you had come one day later, you wouldn't have found us here."

  Bai Lu picked up a kettle and poured water for the guests.

  "Get your brother over here." Yun Jie instructed Bai Lu after seeing that the guest had sat down.

  Bai Lu nodded and turned around to leave.

  Bai Lu also has an older brother, but I don't know what he's like. Man Man suddenly thought curiously. Would he be like her own brother? Yue Er furrowed her brow slightly.

  Soon, the curtain opened and several people came in, lined up one by one. There were not only Bailu's brother, but also his brother and Yao Ye, Zhao Wensheng and others. The crowd surrounded the man in his 40s in the middle, who was Bailu's brother - Bai Dui.

  Sister is the most beautiful woman in the army, it can be seen that the inheritance factor of the Bai family is excellent. The appearance of the white team is dignified and similar to Wenwen, but a pair of tightly closed serious eyebrows are somewhat similar to her brother Jun Ye. The pursed lips, thin and sharp mouth corners condensed with a few proud looks, which is more unwilling to speak than her brother Jun Ye.

  Manman secretly wiped sweat for Bailu in her heart: It turns out that you, this brother, are more terrifying than my brother. No wonder you can tolerate my brother's temper.

  "Sit down, Old Bai." Yun Jie smiled and beckoned to her husband, "Don't make that face, you can't scare Nannan like that."

  The sentence behind made Mianmian spit it out directly.