"Arrange a car to pick up Comrade Wei Aiguo," Commander He ordered. Commander He clenched his fist secretly. He feared Wei Aiguo had heard something.

At this moment, Deputy Regiment Commander Xing didn't know what to say, and he was wondering why Wei Aiguo had apologized...

Wei Aiguo no longer felt any pain when moving his injured limb. When the military jeep stopped, he grabbed the door with one hand and nimbly jumped out with the other leg.

A young soldier quickly took the wheelchair out from behind.

Wei Aiguo's injury no longer hurt. Song Yan then disassembled the part of his military trousers below the knee. The upper part was just thick enough to slip over the cast. The disassembled part was rolled up above the knee. His injured arm no longer needed to be supported. Wei Aiguo's military uniform was still relatively neat, and Director Qiao pushed him around without him looking disheveled.

Xing Fujun was faster than Wei Aiguo. "Dad, Dad, I've brought Xiao Wei to apologize to you."

Everyone was puzzled.

Old Xing grabbed his son and whispered a scolding, "Shut up!"

Wei Aiguo first saluted the leaders present.

"Hurry up, hurry up, apologize to my dad right away. Then go home and get the luncheon meat." Before coming over, Wei Aiguo said, "When you get there, urge me to hurry up. After you're done, go to my house to get the luncheon meat."

Xing Fujun was still young, but he thought his father's position was very high and that he didn't need to care about anyone else.

The child had never tried luncheon meat before. He had only heard that it was incredibly delicious, even better than meat. Of course, he was eager to try it.

"Xing Fujun, shut up! How dare you bring your child into the military camp!" Deputy Regiment Commander Xing berated the soldier who had driven there.

Xing Fujun was a little scared when his father got angry.

"Reporting to the deputy commander, it was I who brought my child. If I hadn't brought him, he would have gone around talking about my wife."

I need to apologize to you in person before this child will shut up.

"This is a military camp, isn't this ridiculous? I haven't even seen you yet, what are you apologizing for?"

"Take the child away." Deputy Regiment Commander Xing ordered the soldiers around him.

"Xing Fujun, your dad won't let me apologize." Wei Aiguo had already hinted to Xing Fujun that if I didn't apologize, he wouldn't get to eat the luncheon meat.

"Dad, just let him apologize."

His wife earned lots of good food by sleeping with men. They even have luncheon meat at home. I want some.

Even Deputy Commander Wang, a veteran of countless battles, was dumbfounded. What was this all about?

"Slap!" Deputy Regiment Commander Xing slapped Xing Fujun across the face. "Who told you to talk nonsense?" Old Xing was about to hit him again.

Captain Fan deftly deflected Old Xing's raised hand.

“Xing Fujun, your father is angry. Who said that? You're not lying, are you?” Wei Aiguo said gently.

Wei Aiguo's attitude contrasted sharply with Lao Xing's, and Xing Fujun subconsciously listened to Wei Aiguo. Xing Fujun wasn't even six years old yet; he was just tall and appeared older. What could someone like Wang Cuixiang possibly teach a child? Now, he was both shocked and frightened. He had overheard what his mother had said and was now telling her everything to prove he wasn't lying.

Xing Fujun spoke quickly and urgently, saying that Xiao Wei's wife was ungrateful and wouldn't give her anything. He added that if she didn't give her anything, his mother would tell everyone about her going out with a man in the middle of the night…

Wei Aiguo: Xing Fujun, I really want to give you a can of luncheon meat!