Yan Fenghua did not live with the old man of the Yan family and his two younger brothers. He was a soldier, so naturally he lived in the military compound of the Jinghua Garrison.
Although Qin Shaojie was with him, Yan Chuang couldn't help but feel a little scared when he drove into the military compound. Yan Fenghua's temper was famous throughout the garrison. He was very strict with both his soldiers and his family.
Yan Chuang has been beaten since he was a child, but even when he was a child, and when he grew up, Yan Fenghua gave him some face, but what he did today made Yan Fenghua very angry.
Thinking about how he was beaten when he was a child, Yan Chuang was frightened.
The off-road vehicle came to a stop in front of a two-story building. After the orderly opened the door, Yan Chuang drove the vehicle inside.
Qin Shaojie followed Yan Chuang out of the car and began to look at it.
It is similar to the No. 1 courtyard in Yanlongteng in Zhongnanhai, but the house lacks a classical character. The courtyard is also obviously not as big as others.
"Xiao Chuang, why are you back? Why don't you quickly go hide with your grandfather?" While speaking, a woman about fifty years old came out of the small building and said to Yan Chuang hurriedly. Because
Well-maintained, it looks about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, and it still retains its charm.
"Mom, I, is my dad back?" Yan Chuang asked with some fear.
"You're not back yet, but you're coming soon. What did you do to make your dad so angry?" The woman looked at her watch and said. "I just called back and said that if you come back, let me keep an eye on you."
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This woman is Yan Chuang's mother and Yan Fenghua's wife, Chang Xueying.
"No, it's nothing. Mom, this is my friend. My dad also knows her. She has a good relationship with my dad." Yan Chuang said a few perfunctory words and pointed at Qin Shaojie and introduced.
"Ah?" Chang Xueying was worried about her son, so she hadn't noticed that there was someone standing next to Yan Chuang just now. After Yan Chuang reminded her, she realized that she was rude.
"Hello, aunt, my name is Qin Shaojie, I can be regarded as a colleague of Political Commissar Yan." Qin Shaojie said with a smile.
"Hello, hello, Xiao Qin, can I call you Xiao Qin?" Chang Xueying said quickly. "Come, sit in the room."
Now that a guest was coming, Chang Xueying couldn't ask Yan Chuang any more questions, so she quickly invited Qin Shaojie to sit in the room, and hurried to make tea.
Before Qin Shaojie had time to take a sip of water, he heard the sound of a car braking outside, and then the sound of leather shoes on the ground came closer and closer... Yan Fenghua was back.
"Yan Chuang, you little bastard, get out of here." As soon as he walked into the living room, Yan Fenghua's majestic voice rang out. Yan Chuang, who was sitting opposite Qin Shaojie, was frightened and almost jumped off the sofa.
Sneaked out to the ground.
"Little bastard, you still have the nerve to come back. Look at what you have done today." Yan Fenghua walked into the living room and saw Yan Chuang sitting on the sofa. He immediately became angry. He said so.
He took off his belt and walked towards Yan Chuang.
"Old Yan, don't do it, don't do it. What's wrong with the child? Can't you just tell me?" Chang Xueying had just washed the fruits and put them on the coffee table when she saw Yan Fenghua walking over aggressively with a belt in his hand, and hurriedly
He ran over and stopped Yan Fenghua to persuade him.
"Tell me well? You don't know what this bastard did? Go check it out online when you have time." Yan Fenghua was so angry that he pushed Chang Xueying away and walked over.
Yan Chuang was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. He kept trembling when he saw the belt in Yan Fenghua's hand. If Qin Shaojie hadn't been by his side, he would have run away long ago.
"Uncle Yan, if you have something to say, please say it. Don't do it. Hitting a child in public will have a psychological impact on the child." Qin Shaojie saw that it was time for him to appear, and quickly stood up and said.
"Hey? Shaojie, why are you here?" Yan Fenghua was just thinking about taking off his belt to whip Yan Chuang, and didn't even notice that there was a person sitting in the living room. Seeing Qin Shaojie coming, he said with some surprise.
"Haha, Uncle Yan, if I don't come, he will probably lose his skin." Qin Shaojie pointed at Yan Chuang, who was sitting on the sofa as if he were sitting on a pin rug and shivering uncontrollably.
"This bastard thing, the peeling skin is so light." Yan Fenghua gave Yan Chuang a sharp look and tied the belt back around his waist.
"Haha, Uncle Yan, didn't I tell you, I've already slapped him in the mouth, so don't be angry. Besides, doesn't he know he was wrong?" Qin Shaojie said with a smile.
"I still don't know what kind of person he is." Yan Fenghua looked at Yan Chuang with a somewhat unkind tone. "A dog can't change its habit of eating shit."
"Okay, okay, Yan Chuang, why don't you apologize to Uncle Yan?" Qin Shaojie looked at Yan Chuang and said.
"Dad...Dad, I, I was wrong, I, I will never do it again." Yan Chuang trembled and looked at Yan Fenghua cautiously and said. He was afraid that Yan Fenghua would take out the belt to educate him again.
"Go upstairs." Since Qin Shaojie had already begged for mercy, Yan Fenghua couldn't say anything else.
"Hurry up." Seeing her husband relenting, Chang Xueying quickly pushed Yan Chuang.
Only then did Yan Chuang react. After looking at Qin Shaojie gratefully, he ran back to his room like a rabbit.
"Shaojie, I made you laugh. Why are you here? Have you finished the work over there?" Yan Fenghua watched Yan Chuang disappear and then smiled at Qin Shaojie and said.
"It's done, haha." Qin Shaojie took a sip of tea and said. "Why don't you take a taxi back after finishing your errands? This happened, so I stopped by to take a look."
"It's okay if you don't talk about it. That bastard thing just doesn't make people worry." When Yan Chuang was mentioned, Yan Fenghua was still a little angry.
"It's all thanks to you today. If it had been anyone else, this little bastard might have caused a lot of trouble."
"By the way, what does the chief want from you?" At this time, he and Qin Shaojie were left in the living room, and Yan Fenghua asked curiously. Although he knew that this was confidential, he still couldn't help but be curious.
"That's a long story." Qin Shaojie sighed and said, "You know that organization, right?"
"Organization? Which organization?" Yan Fenghua didn't react for a moment. When he reacted, he looked around cautiously.
"Come on, let's go to my study and talk."
Qin Shaojie looked at Yan Fenghua's careful look, as if he was a thief, which was a little funny. But he still followed Yan Fenghua upstairs and walked into his study.
The study room is not too big, except for a bookshelf full of books, a desk and two chairs. On the wall are rows of military medals and old photos.
, coupled with a sword of unknown age, attracted Qin Shaojie's attention.
"Haha, this is all in the past." Yan Fenghua saw Qin Shaojie looking at the photos on the wall and said with a smile. A trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.