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Lai Jiaxing and Wu Jinghua were very happy, but wasn't Xiangxiang coming a little too early today?

The two quickly got off the bed, and Lai Jiaxing immediately went to open the door. When he saw three people standing outside, the first thing he saw was little Tang Yue.

"This is... Little Yueyue? Little Yueyue is back? That's great! Quick, come inside."

Wu Jinghua also walked to the door. When she heard her husband mention Xiao Yueyue, she had already come over. When she saw that it really was Tang Yue, she burst into tears of joy.

"It really is Xiao Yueyue, that's wonderful! Come in quickly."

Returning to the cowshed, the scene was completely different from the last time. How to put it? There were many more things, and most importantly, it felt like home. It no longer resembled the prison cell where I was imprisoned.

It's clear that this place has been meticulously decorated. It looks like someone is preparing to live here properly. The house is covered with black waterproof tarpaulin, so not a single ray of light can get inside.

We had just poured the water and hadn't even exchanged two words when Old He came over to call for someone.

"Haha, I heard the little girl is back. Why don't you all come in and sit for a while? Old Ke also wants to see the children, but he can't move his legs."

Why not? So the group took their teacups and went to Old Ke and Old He's room.

The group questioned Tang Yue thoroughly, and she answered all their questions. Tang Jianye once again took on the role of porter. The items were the same as those on Lai Xiang's side, except that there were two sets here.

Tang Jianye only showed the items to the group briefly. For safety, he wrapped them all in tarpaulin and buried them in the snow opposite the two houses.

While those people probably won't come to inspect during this time, it's just speculation. What if they do? Having too much food would be difficult to explain. This is good; they can just come out and get it themselves when they want to eat.

The group thanked them profusely. Both rooms were warm, but Lai Xiang said it was warmer during the day than at night, and they couldn't bear to light a fire, so the temperature at night wasn't as good as during the day.

However, Tang Yue felt that although it wasn't as warm as Lai Xiang's room, it was at least 20 degrees Celsius. They both had thick quilts, so they weren't cold at all.

Tang Yue came here on purpose. She wanted to confirm something.

When she last saw Old Ke, she had a feeling of familiarity and closeness. However, at the time, she didn't know why. She only thought it was because the two elderly people looked so pitiful.

But when Tang Yue encountered Kong Xiangwei and his son Kong Weihan in Russia, she immediately understood that feeling. It must be the feeling of blood being thicker than water.

Tang Yue finally remembered whose reflection she could see in Old Master Ke's face. Seeing the little girl staring at him, Old Master Ke coughed lightly, feeling embarrassed.

Tang Yue smiled. Recently, Old Ke had been eating and resting well, and the deathly look on his face had faded. He looked even more like her mother, Lin Cuicui.

That's right, she felt that her mother looked a lot like the old man in front of her.

"Little Yueyue, what's wrong with you? Why are you staring at Lao Ke? I'm pretty much the same as him, with a pale, cabbage-like face. Come on, look at me too."

Old He chuckled and joked. Tang Yue smiled back at Old He, then turned away and got straight to the point.

"Grandpa Ke, have you ever lost a daughter?"

With a loud bang, Old Ke almost fainted. It took him a while to recover. He looked at the worried faces of everyone and grabbed Tang Yue's hand.

"Little Yueyue, have you seen my daughter?"

Old Ke held Tang Yue's hand tightly; his withered hands were trembling as if he were grasping the last glimmer of hope in his years of searching for his daughter in the darkness.

His eyes instantly filled with tears, his cloudy eyes filled with pain and longing, and his voice trembled.

Before Tang Yue could give him an answer, he slowly began to recount that past event, which had been buried by time but still pierced his heart.

That goes back to the turbulent 1930s, when war, like the claws of a demon, ruthlessly ravaged the land of China.

Towns and villages were reduced to ruins by gunfire, and people were displaced. Cries and shouts mingled across this devastated land.

At that time, Mr. Ke was still a passionate young man with lofty ideals, and he resolutely threw himself into the torrent of revolution with the noble ideal of saving the country and the people.

His wife was a gentle, kind, brave, and resolute barefoot doctor. After learning of her husband's thoughts, she firmly chose to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, determined to contribute her medical skills to the revolution.

On that brutal battlefield amidst a hail of bullets, the couple supported each other, navigating the treacherous waters between life and death. Each roar of artillery shells shook the earth, and the rising dust filled the air, blurring their vision.

But they never wavered in the slightest, their eyes always revealing their firm belief and determination that the revolution would ultimately triumph.

The gears of fate turn silently, and unexpected events always occur at the most difficult moments.

Old Ke's wife was pregnant, but in these war-torn times, this news was hardly joyous. They had witnessed too many children perish in the flames of war.

But there was no time to think it through. At that time, the battle on the front lines was entering a fierce stage, and the soldiers were fighting bravely in the hail of bullets, suffering casualties one after another. They could only fight on the front lines.

Old Ke's wife, too, endured excruciating pain and struggled to bring her child into this war-torn world from behind that extremely simple rear position, which could barely provide shelter from the wind and rain, amidst the sounds of gunfire.

The baby's first clear cry was like a faint ray of dawn piercing through the clouds in the darkness, instantly illuminating the weary hearts of Mr. and Mrs. Ke.

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