For two days in a row, the weather was calm, and Zhang Jingyao didn't seem to be in a hurry, and she seemed to be waiting for something.
Zhang Shaoying and Lin Shuhui went to see her but were rejected by her. She refused to see anyone and was determined to sever ties. She did not recognize her parents and did not need them to recognize her.
Ye Lancheng and An Zhisu stayed in Shencheng for two or three days. After people from the Shengshi headquarters came to take over the Lin family, the couple set off back to City S.
Also going back with them were Jiang Teng and Eleven. Originally, Jiang Teng had no intention of going back, but he couldn't bear the thought of his mother calling him three times a day to urge him to take Eleven back, so he had to obey.
The plane landed at S City International Airport. Jiang's father's security guard came to pick him up. He drove a car with military plates. It was very eye-catching and attracted many people's attention.
"Master Ye, Mrs. Ye, our chief's wife also invites you to have dinner at home."
The guards conveyed Jiang Mu's invitation to Ye Lancheng and An Zhisu.
An Zhisu thanked him with a smile: "Thank you, Aunt Jiang, for the invitation. I haven't seen my son for several days, so I won't bother you today. I'll visit my uncle and aunt another day to pay New Year's greetings."
The guard looked at Jiang Teng in embarrassment. He did not invite the guests his wife wanted to invite back, fearing that she would blame him.
"Don't worry about them, let's go first."
Jiang Teng made a gesture to the guard.
Only then did the guard dare to get on the bus.
"I have an appointment with Aye and Jingze tonight. Let's meet at the same place."
An Zhisu bowed to them and pulled Ye Lancheng into the car that came to pick them up.
The two cars drove out of the airport one after the other, got off the airport expressway and then parted ways, one going back to Jiang's house and the other back to Lantingju.
The Jiang family also lived in the military compound in City S. After the car drove into the compound, it drove for a while before entering the Jiang family. As soon as they got off the car, Jiang's mother greeted them.
"Ranran."
Jiang's mother happily held Eleven's hand. The last time she saw her was years ago. At that time, she never thought that she was the girl her son had been looking for for sixteen years.
"aunt."
Eleven smiled lightly.
"Hey, my aunt is also dim-sighted. She didn't even recognize you last time she saw you."
Jiang's mother felt very sorry.
"Mom, go in and talk."
Jiang Teng held his mother with one arm and Eleven with the other, protecting the two most important women in his life.
Jiang's father is also at home. He was specially waiting to meet Eleven at home today. Speaking of which, he has not seen Wen Rusheng's daughter for more than ten years. After meeting him once, he became obsessed with that little girl Wen Lingran.
He was so impressed that he still clearly remembered the conversation between her and him.
"Uncle, how did my father die?"
The little Wen Lingran asked him.
"He died for his country. Your dad was a great man and a hero of our country."
This is what he answered her at the time.
He thought that the little girl who was only ten years old would not be able to understand what he was talking about, but her answer was beyond his expectation.
"I feel honored for my father. It is his highest honor and our family's highest honor to be buried in the Martyrs Cemetery with the martyrs who shed their blood and sacrificed their lives for the country."
What the little girl said shocked him, making him remember this girl and this hero from then on.
After sixteen or seventeen years, he saw the little girl again. She was different from when she was a child. He heard from his son that it was because the daughter of the Zhang family had made her look like him and made him look like her.
, the two girls changed their faces.
But even though her face was different, the feeling she gave him was still the same. He didn't know if it was because of his psychology, but he could see the shadow of his childhood in her body at a glance.
"dad."
Jiang Teng called him.
Father Jiang came to his senses. He was always dignified in front of his son, and he subconsciously wanted to show the expression of a strict father. But then he thought that Wen Lingran was still there, and he was afraid of scaring the girl, so he wanted to show a kind expression, but ended up
Smiling or not, serious or not, the expression on the whole face will appear particularly stiff.
Jiang Teng was very embarrassed to expose his father: "Okay, dad, stop pretending to be a strict father. It's of no use to me. I don't know what you are pretending to do."
Jiang's father glared and secretly cursed the brat. If Wen Lingran hadn't been there, he would have hit the child with a feather duster.
"You two, father and son, don't quarrel whenever you meet."
Jiang's mother secretly gave her husband a warning look, signaling him to calm down his temper. Her son has brought his daughter-in-law home, so you're about the same.
Jiang's father received his wife's warning and tried his best to show a kind expression to Wen Lingran: "Ranran is here, sit down."
"uncle."
Eleven smiled lightly and sat down in the living room with Jiang's mother.
Jiang's mother is also a very gentle woman. She pulls Eleven to greet her and makes her feel like Lin Shuhui. Eleven likes her gentle mother very much, and soon she can talk and laugh with Jiang's mother. Although she
Her smile has always been shallow, but anyone who knows her well knows that it means she is very happy.
The two women were talking, but the two men couldn't get a word in. Jiang's father gave his son a look. Jiang Teng understood instantly and followed his father to the study.
As soon as he entered the study, Jiang's father's expression darkened. He sat down on the chair and pointed to the opposite side of him: "Stand up for me, military posture."
Jiang Teng had never obeyed Chief Jiang's orders at home, so he sat directly on the chair opposite him: "I said, Dad, you are not very energetic, and you are still trying to show off the authority of the chief with your son.
Our family has family rules. No matter how old the official is outside, when he comes home, he is a father and son. There are not so many rules between father and son."
"You brat, I want to talk to you about business now. Please correct your attitude and put your hooves down."
Jiang's father picked up a book and threw it at Jiang Teng's feet, which had just been put on the desk.
Jiang Teng quickly retracted his foot before being hit, but still did not stand up. He leaned comfortably on the chair, with a look of all ears, and he deserved as much beating as he wanted.
Jiang's father resisted the urge to beat the child and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on with Zhang Jingyao now?
Are you still locked up in the central bureau?
How do you plan to deal with it?"
Jiang Teng knew that his father was going to ask about this matter, and thought he would be able to bear it until the afternoon. Unexpectedly, he was so frustrated that he asked about it as soon as he entered the house.
"Dad, I'll explain this to you, so you can be mentally prepared and don't get angry when the time comes."
Jiang Teng sat up straight, no longer careless as before.
Jiang's father felt a little numb when he heard that, and nodded calmly: "You say it first."
Jiang Teng was still a little worried and weakly suggested: "Dad, why don't I prepare some quick-acting heart-saving pills for you first."
Upon hearing this, Jiang's father's blood pressure soared. He was so angry that he yelled, "Why don't I strangle you to death first, so as not to be mad at you."
Jiang Teng shrank his neck: "After all, he is your biological son. Why don't you be so cruel?"
"You are so poor like me, aren't you?"
Father Jiang glared and warned his son not to go too far.
Jiang Teng chuckled, and silently pulled his chair back as he spoke, so as not to be hit on the head by books, pens, etc. that suddenly flew over.