During that period, Zhouzhou had just finished her post-operative observation and was still not very mobile.

Every day after his shift, Song Ye would bring small toys to the ward to tell her stories, build blocks, and play rehabilitation games with her.

He has a loud voice and a loud laugh, but he is exceptionally gentle when coaxing children.

Later, when he returned to the factory, Zhouzhou would sit by the window every day, muttering to herself.

When is Uncle Song coming back?

The caregiver asked her if she missed her mother, but she pouted and said no.

"I miss Uncle Song."

Upon seeing people, her face instantly lit up.

Song Ye's heart softened, and he scooped her up.

Looking at her chubby little face, I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss her on the cheek.

"Oh my, our Zhouzhou still remembers Uncle Song?"

"Of course! Zhouzhou is the best girl, how could she forget Uncle!"

Her little head swayed from side to side, her cheeks were rosy, and she kept shouting.

"One more kiss! One more kiss!"

Song Ye smiled and shook his head, then gently tapped the tip of her nose again.

He held her in one arm and took Lu Jichuan's luggage with the other.

But when he turned his gaze to Zhenzhen, he stopped in his tracks.

The child stood quietly on the other side of Su Qingzhi, his hands neatly placed on the seams of his trousers.

Song Ye's gaze lingered on his face for a few seconds before he suddenly frowned.

"Brother Chuan, Zhenzhen... why did she come back with you too?"

Lu Jichuan glanced at Zhenzhen.

“Your sister-in-law and I adopted him.”

Song Ye was stunned for a moment, and his brow twitched slightly.

He looked down at Zhenzhen, then looked up at Lu Jichuan.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and nodded.

"That's fine too."

This may be the best way out for Zhenzhen.

The child was too young, orphaned, and lived in a factory compound where human relationships were cold and indifferent, making him an easy target for bullying.

He remembered that when he went home to visit his family before, he had personally witnessed several older children pushing and shoving Zhenzhen and calling him a "tough kid who brought death to his parents."

The child didn't say a word, he just squatted on the ground, gripping the strap of his schoolbag tightly.

He reached out and gently patted Zhenzhen's head.

“Zhenzhen, your dad is a hero. He sacrificed himself to save his comrades, and everyone remembers him.”

“Your Uncle Lu and Aunt Lu are people who genuinely care about you. Their willingness to take you away is to offer you a new path.”

"From now on, you will live with them, eat well, study hard, and grow up peacefully, okay?"

As he spoke, his eyes welled up with tears.

That was his best friend.

The brother who had shared hardships, eaten the same food, and slept on the same kang (heated brick bed) with him would never come back.

Now that his son has been adopted by Lu Jichuan and his wife, he has finally found a home.

Although Zhenzhen is young, she is very perceptive.

Upon hearing Song Ye speak, he obediently nodded.

Silently, she took out a neatly folded paper airplane from her pocket and gently placed it in Song Ye's hand.

"Uncle Song...fly a little further."

Song Ye turned around and secretly wiped his eyes.

He carefully put the paper airplane into his pocket and patted Zhenzhen on the shoulder.

"Kid, you've got potential."

Then, he reached out and took everyone's luggage.

"The car is outside, let's go."

"good!"

The five of them walked out together.

Su Qingzhi held one child in each hand.

Lu Jichuan stayed close by, protecting the mother and her two children.

Not many people got off the bus in Nan'an City, and the journey was smooth with no one pushing or shoving or making a fuss.

But just as they reached the door, the man with the scar on his face reappeared.

He had his hands in his trench coat pockets, his gaze fixed intently on Su Qingzhi.

Seeing them get into the armed forces vehicle, he paused slightly.

Then, he reached up and pulled his hat brim tight, slung his old backpack over his shoulder, and walked briskly toward the crowd.

"Ah Chuan, was that guy... the one from the train?"

Su Qingzhi also noticed it, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Although the man had a cold and stern face, he did not cause any trouble along the way, but instead silently protected them.

His face looked frightening, but his eyes weren't bad; in fact, you could say they were quite clean.

On the train, when he warned the chubby boy, he raised his voice but never laid a hand on him.

After that, he kept his head down and huddled in a corner, afraid that others would look at him too much.

"He's skilled in martial arts, his abilities are extraordinary."

Yang Wenbing interjected.

Although he was neither a martial arts master nor a fighting champion, he stayed in the factory for two whole years.

Having seen many soldiers and handled many guns, he could tell at a glance who was capable of fighting and who was just bluffing.

The man walked with a steady gait and a low center of gravity, an instinct honed through years of training.

"Let's go."

Lu Jichuan got into the car directly.

He had a general idea of ​​who the person was and why Chen would be here.

But some things shouldn't be said, and some past events are best left unmentioned.

Su Qingzhi stopped thinking about that person and turned to play with the two children.

"Sweetie, we're almost home! You're going to see your grandparents, maternal grandparents, uncles, and aunts. Aren't you excited?"

She reached out and gently stroked Zhouzhou's little nose.

"Grandma~~ Grandpa~~ Dudu~~ Waidong~~ Bobo~~ Dudu~~ Chirp chirp~~"

Zhouzhou counted while giggling.

Su Qingzhi turned her head to look at Zhenzhen and reached out to rub his little head.

"Don't be afraid, Zhenzhen. Your grandparents and maternal grandparents are all very kind people. They will smile when they see you, pat your head, and ask if you want some candy. Your uncles and aunts are also good people. They will play with you and tell you stories. They will definitely like you."

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