Chapter 58 Zhou Weiguo is back

Shen Lingning's goal——

The brand new Dacron belt with small floral prints tied around Jiang Weiyi’s waist!

And there was the loose, badly worn, old cloth belt on Li Hongmei's waistband!

The mind moves slightly!

Like the most dexterous and invisible fingers, it instantly opened the plastic buckle of Jiang Weiyi's "Dacron" belt!

At the same time, he suddenly tore off the already fragile connection of Li Hongmei's old cloth belt!

"oops!"

Li Hongmei, who was grabbing Jiang Weiyi's hair and slapping him, suddenly felt her waist loosen and her legs feel cold!

The baggy trousers, which had been washed white, slid down to the ankles in a flash!

Revealing the patched floral underwear and two thick bare legs!

"ah--!!"

Almost at the same time, Jiang Weiyi felt a sense of emptiness around his waist and a chill on his legs!

The brand new Dacron pants also slipped down without warning!

Revealing the equally fashionable lace panties and two white legs!

"puff--!"

"Good heavens!"

"The pants...the pants fell off!"

"Holy crap, this was totally worth it!"

"Oh my god, this is so immoral!"

This sudden "accident" is more visually impactful than being hit in the face by a broken shoe.

The entire family compound fell into deathly silence in an instant!

Immediately afterwards, laughter, screams, and whistles that were ten times louder than before erupted like a tsunami!

Everyone was stunned, and then they laughed so hard that they fell over and beat their chests!

The situation was completely out of control and the chaos reached its peak!

Li Hongmei and Jiang Weiyi were both dumbfounded!

The two men seemed to be under a spell, maintaining the funny posture of pulling each other's hair and slapping each other, and looking stiffly down at their pants that had fallen to their ankles.

Feeling the cool wind on my lower body and the real gazes from all directions, the huge sense of shame instantly overwhelmed my anger!

The two faces turned from red to purple, and then from purple to black!

"ah--!!!"

Two even more shrill, shameful and angry screams rang out at the same time!

The two men suddenly let go of each other as if they were electrocuted, and frantically bent down to pull up their pants, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into!

Amidst the unprecedented chaos, laughter and the two protagonists' screams of shame and anger.

Holding Fubao in her arms, Shen Lingning took a good look at the social death scene of "two people dropping their pants" outside the courtyard, which she had single-handedly directed and had completely become a laughing stock and a farce.

The screams of shame and anger from Li Hongmei and Jiang Weiyi, and the thunderous laughter from the crowd, became the background sound as she left.

She took a last look inside the courtyard gate. She saw Aunt Sun and Wang Shufen, who were stunned by the shocking scene but still stood guard holding the door for her. She silently said a heavy "thank you" in her heart.

With the joy of revenge on Jiang Weiyi and Li Hongmei, Shen Lingning leaned against the cold wooden door, holding Fubao tightly in his arms.

She bent down and kissed her daughter's forehead, trying to use this tiny warmth to dispel the chill she had just felt. "Don't be afraid, Fubao. Mommy is here."

She no longer hesitated, turned around with Fubao in her arms, and prepared to climb out from the back wall.

However, the moment she turned around, her tall figure allowed her sight to easily pass over the chaotic and noisy crowd, and inadvertently swept towards the gate of the family compound -

Her steps suddenly stopped!

It was as if he was nailed to the spot by an invisible nail.

The simple wooden fence door at the family compound...

A tall and straight figure walked towards us step by step against the dim afternoon sunlight.

So dazzling, so familiar.

He was wearing an old military uniform that had been washed to a pale color and was covered with dust and unidentified dark brown stains. His left arm was slung across his chest with an equally dirty bandage.

The brim of his military cap was pulled down low, covering most of his face, revealing only his hard jaw and his tightly pursed, bloodless lips.

He was covered in dust and exhausted from the smoke of gunpowder.

But the way he walked still carried the uprightness ingrained in his bones as a soldier, but within that uprightness, there was an indescribable heaviness and... a solemn aura.

The air seemed to freeze.

This is……?

The winnowing basket in Aunt Sun's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and a few potatoes inside rolled out.

She opened her mouth and her eyes were wide open, as if she had seen something incredible, and a "ho ho" gasp came from her throat.

Wang Shufen was helping Shen Lingning pat off some dust on the door frame. When she heard the sound, she turned around and was instantly petrified. The rag in her hand slipped silently.

The few neighbors left on the dirt floor who had not had time to leave were as if they were under a spell, and the expressions on their faces quickly changed from astonishment and confusion to incredible ecstasy and awe!

"Captain Zhou...Captain Zhou?!"

"Oh my God! It's Zhou Weiguo! Comrade Zhou Weiguo?!"

"He didn't... He didn't sacrifice himself?! He's back?!"

The low exclamation was like a stone thrown into stagnant water, instantly breaking the silence and causing even bigger ripples!

The crowd became agitated, and some people subconsciously wanted to move forward to see more clearly.

However, the figure's gaze was always directed towards the two people, one big and one small, at the gate of the courtyard.

He seemed not to hear the noise around him, nor to see the shocked and ecstatic faces.

Looking at the slender figure holding the child and leaning against the door.

Ling Ning...

When this name, with the warmth of flesh and blood, slammed into his already dry and dead heart, Zhou Weiguo felt as if his breathing had stopped.

It's been a year.

For more than three hundred days and nights, he shuttled through gunfire and hail of bullets, struggled on the line between life and death, and what supported him to crawl back from hell time and time again was this name, this figure engraved deep in his soul!

He thought he would never see her again...

He didn't even dare to think about how she would survive with her young Fubao when the news of his "sacrifice" came back.

The huge ecstasy was like a tsunami, instantly washing away all his fatigue and pain!

He wanted to shout, to run over, to hug her tightly in his arms, to make sure this wasn't another near-death hallucination!

However, the next second.

He saw that the paleness on her face had not yet completely faded.

He saw her tightly pursed lips with a hint of stubbornness.

He saw her fingertips trembling slightly as she held the child.

He also saw...

The ecstasy of seeing his wife and daughter quickly cooled like the ebbing tide, replaced by a bone-chilling chill and a rage that could burn everything!

His Ling Ning...

His blessing...

He was bullied at the gate of the courtyard he risked his life for?!

This realization was like a red-hot steel knife, stabbing into his heart and stirring it violently!

Under the bandage on his left arm, his knuckles were crackling, and the twisted blue veins on the back of his hand were like a entwined poisonous dragon, almost breaking through the skin!

A substantial and suffocating murderous intent erupted without reservation, centered on him!