At that moment, looking at the familiar face of joy and excitement in the backlight, Fan Cheng was not as happy as he is now. He was glad that he had accepted his brother's fucking daughter as his daughter, and also met his daughter's father and made friends with him.

There was no moment when Fan Cheng felt that Brother Xiao’s face was so stunning.

It's so good, it's so good to live!

"Open the city gate!" Xiao Wenye saw the person and confirmed the person. He looked back and ordered the city gate to be opened.

The sentry officer next to him looked embarrassed, "Sir, if you don't have the general's order, will you open the city gate privately?"

Xiao Wenye snorted coldly and said firmly, "I will carry everything, open the city gate!"

Under the city gate, Fan Cheng and his brothers around him almost thought they heard the sound of nature, and they all cried with joy.

When the tall city gate in the north city of Huangmao City was slowly opened, the gap that would only be allowed to pass by one person and one riding, more than thirty physically and mentally exhausted brothers rode in order in order, until Fan Cheng, who was finally in charge, entered the door, Xiao Wenye quickly ordered the city gate to close.

As the city gate closed again with a sound of coaxing, the huge door bolt was put on by more than a dozen soldiers. Xiao Wenye rushed towards Fan Cheng, who was still not even able to stand firm.

"Brother Fan, it's great! It's great to see you!" It's great to be alive!

Holding his brother tightly, Xiao Wenye couldn't help but punch his brother. By chance, he hit the sore wound on Fan Cheng's body, which directly stimulated Fan Cheng to take a breath of cold air.

Xiao Wenye realized it later and hurriedly opened the distance and checked it quickly. He saw the hideous wound on his brother's left shoulder at a glance, "Brother, I'm suffering, I'll take you to see a military doctor."

Fan Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No, I don't have any hardship. Compared to the general, what can I count as a little injury?"

"General Yang?" Xiao Wenye didn't dare to ask.

Fan Cheng's eyes quickly turned red. He was a seven-foot man, trying his best to raise his head and try his best to hold back the sourness in his nose, but in the end he was defeated by the pain in his heart. He smiled bitterly at Xiao Wenye, "The general said, "The city is there, the city is there, and the city is dead..."

"People are in the city, people are in the city, and people are in the city..." Xiao Wenye murmured, the weak sound of mosquitoes floating in the drizzle, accompanied by the rustling sound of wind and rain, which made people feel heart and liver hurt!

"Brother, don't be sad, we must live well." For the general, for the dead soldiers, for the innocent people, for the numerous corpses, they must live well, keep their broken bodies, seek justice for them, and avenge them!

"Brother Fan, I'm very upset, and my sister-in-law is still waiting for you at home."

"Okay, okay, they are still waiting for me, waiting for me..."

He sent someone to invite military doctors overnight and took the brothers who had just welcomed into the city to the town barracks under the city gate for treatment, bandage and rest. Xiao Wenye himself rode his horse to the guerrilla general's mansion, preparing to go to Yao Chong to report the latest military information, especially the sad news about Yonggu City.

Unfortunately, like the whistleman in front of him, he was also turned away.

When it was getting darker, Xiao Wenye returned to the city gate to hand over to his colleagues. He led his subordinates and hurried home with Fan Cheng. As soon as he entered the house, Mo Liping, who was drinking medicine, saw her husband following Xiao Wenye, knocked over the medicine bowl on the spot. Looking at her husband who was embarrassed, she burst into tears.

He didn't care that he was still a big-bellied woman, so excitedly jumped off the kang barefoot, rushed forward, and cried with her husband Haohao who had lost and recovered.

While crying, she also hammered her husband, crying about her worries, fear and grievances, "You cruel man, why did you come, how did you come..."

"Dad, dad, I miss you, Xiaojin misses you..."

Fan Jin, who was three years old and was playing with Xiao Yuyang in the house, was still a little confused when he saw his mother's reaction.

But when he saw his father who had not seen him for a few days, the little guy was instantly happy and jumped up like his biological mother. He hugged his father's thigh and shouted happily, and he kept trying to climb onto his biological father.

In the room outside, Yang Jinxiao, who was being pulled by Xiao Yulou to practice calligraphy, heard the noise coming from the main room, and he quickly dropped the pen in his hand and rushed towards the main room where the sound came from.

Xiao Yulou looked at Yang Jinxiao's back and looked at the page he had just written that had no words at all. He shook his head.

It seems that I got my mother's instructions and wanted this guy to be cheerful, stop being stubborn, and stop being so silent. I deliberately divert his mind and focus to lead him to practice calligraphy. The results are not significant.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Xiao Yulou greeted him grinding his teeth on his kang. Well, he was a sister who was sitting cross-legged and eating snacks. Xiao Yulou went up to take Xiao Yuqi's hand and followed him up to the room.

When the brother and sister arrived, Yang Jinxiao and Yang Erye were so helpless, wanting to cry or not, their eyes were full of expectations and hope, and they just stared at Xiao Wenye and Fan Cheng.

It turned out that Yang Jinxiao didn't see anyone coming to Huang Maocheng, but his heart was all in Yonggucheng, his parents and brothers.

Now that he saw Uncle Fan, who was in Yonggu City, coming back. He saw Aunt Fan crying with joy. Seeing Xiao Jin's younger brother calling him dad happily, Yang Jin's heart was so sore that he looked at Fan Cheng and Xiao Wenye so persistently, wanting to know the answer he wanted from their mouths.

"Uncle Fan, Uncle Xiao, my father, my mother, where is my brother?" Yes, where is his father? Where is his mother? Where is his brother? Why didn't he come back with Uncle Fan? Did they forget themselves?

Fan Cheng and Xiao Wenye were embarrassed and both stood there.

When they ask their children about their fathers and relatives, they don’t know how to answer when facing their children’s expectant eyes and asking their children for their fathers.

Especially Fan Cheng, can he say, child, did your father survive and die with Yonggu City in order to keep Uncle Fan alive?

In an instant, the scene was so frozen, no one could make a sound or say anything.

"Good boy, your father, your father..." He couldn't say it!

Yang Jinxiao, who was rushed to send out by his parents and brothers, was born and raised in the border area. He was used to seeing joys, sorrows, separations, and deaths. However, this young man had sadness in his eyes, but his mouth was filled with desolation, with a hint of hope.

"Uncle Fan, my father, my father, can he come back?"

Fan Cheng…

Xiao Wenye...

Faced with silence, Yang Jinxiao burst into tears in an instant.

Sure enough, it is useless for him to pray just by praying, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all lying...

In an instant, Yang Jinxiao seemed to have been drained from his bones and blood, and in an instant he lost his energy and his backbone.
Chapter completed!