Lin Jin has transmigrated. She has traveled to the 1970s and is now a girl with the same name.
As the sole inheritor of a traditional Chinese medicine family and having studied Western medici...
With the Lunar New Year just around the corner, there are no holidays in the military, but an old comrade-in-arms personally called the unit hoping that Gong Moze could come home today to celebrate the New Year and spend time with his old commander!
Gong Moze hadn't returned from his mission yet, and Chief Yu frowned slightly after receiving the call. She knew Gong Moze's missions were always arduous, and she wondered how this matter was progressing. However, she couldn't easily refuse Chief Gong's request.
He paced back and forth in his office, pondering how to make the arrangements. Just then, the communications officer came in to report that Gong Moze had completed his mission and was on his way back. Chief Yu was overjoyed and quickly arranged for a vehicle to take Gong Moze back to the Gong family home as soon as possible.
At this moment, a solemn atmosphere permeated the study of the Gong family's old residence. An elderly man sat upright in a chair behind the desk, his back ramrod straight, as if the weight of time had not broken him. Although his face was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, his eyes were still sharp as an eagle's, revealing an imposing aura.
Two middle-aged men stood before the old man, both with their heads slightly bowed, appearing somewhat uneasy. Clearly, they were listening to their father's reprimand.
The old man's voice was deep and stern, his words like a heavy hammer, striking hard at the hearts of his two sons: "Eldest son, originally I didn't want to interfere too much in your affairs with your wife. But look at what she's spoiled Mo Xuan into now! He's idle all day, doing nothing, just eating, drinking and having fun with his cronies! And Mo Ting, a young woman, chasing after a man all day long, what kind of behavior is that! Don't think I don't know what you two are up to."
Even if she dislikes Ozawa, she shouldn't go this far! After all, your mother and I are still alive! This family isn't her place to make the decisions! All she knows is how to scheme against her stepson; she should use that energy to properly educate the children.”
Seeing this, the eldest son of the Gong family hurriedly explained on behalf of his wife, "Father, you and Mother have really misunderstood Susu. In fact, she has always been a kind-hearted person and cares a lot about Xiaoze. As for the children's relationship, Xiaoting and Yuliang have grown up together since they were little, so it's perfectly normal for them to play together often!"
Upon hearing his son's words, Chief Gong's expression did not soften in the slightest. He slammed his hand heavily on the table and said loudly, "I have no intention of interfering in your family's affairs! But I still need to make things clear. Now that Mo Ze is back, you tell all your wife's relatives to stay away from him! His marriage is none of your business!"
"My son knows," the eldest son of the Gong family said, quite indignantly.
No sooner had the eldest brother finished speaking than the old chief instructed the second brother, "Second brother, your mother keeps talking about Mo Yu lately, asking when she can come back. Can you get in touch with her?"
Upon hearing this, the second son slowly lowered his head and remained silent for a long while before finally replying in a slightly choked voice, "Dad, Xiaoyu... she might not be able to come back. This is her mission."
Upon hearing this, Chief Gong's heart tightened. He closed his eyes tightly, seemingly trying to calm his emotions. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and said in a heavy tone, "Don't tell your mother about this yet."
"Yes!" the two brothers replied in unison, their voices revealing a hint of helplessness and bitterness.
As the group emerged from the study, a noise came from the doorway; Gong Moze had returned. He stood tall and straight, his face stern, his eyes carrying the composure of someone seasoned in missions. When the old commander saw him, a flicker of relief crossed his eyes, and he rose to greet him, "Moze, we've been waiting for you to return." Gong Moze gave a crisp military salute. "Grandpa, I'm sorry to have worried you." The eldest and second sons of the Gong family also came forward, exchanging pleasantries.