Bai Jiaojiao went into the kitchen and soon brought out four eggs in a bowl: "We don't have any other braised food at home, we just wanted to tempt the two of them. Take these eggs back for the kids to eat."

"That won't do!" Zheng Xu declined.

Shen Heng took the bowl and put it in Zheng Xu's arms: "Hurry up, if you don't close the door soon, the warmth will all escape."

Zheng Xu was speechless and had no choice but to leave.

"Be nicer." After the person left, Bai Jiaojiao said to Shen Heng in Zheng Xu's tone.

Shen Heng chuckled: "Does having a better attitude help?"

"That's true."

Bai Jiaojiao went back to the kitchen and put four eggs on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Alright, Zhigao, take a break and have an egg."

Su Zhigao was a bit too reserved. He would do whatever Bai Jiaojiao asked him to do meticulously without any interruption.

They were talking for so long on the side, but Su Zhigao didn't even look up.

But as soon as Bai Jiaojiao told him to stop, he immediately put down his pen.

Su Zhigao's overly obedient personality is probably something he's developed over the years. Grandma Su has to work and take care of the children, so she doesn't have much energy. If Su Zhigao were even slightly disobedient or caused any trouble, the grandmother and grandson would have no way to make ends meet.

Bai Jiaojiao took the words Su Zhigao had traced. The child's hand was still unsteady, but it was clear that Su Zhigao had used a lot of force. Luckily, the pencil was of good quality, otherwise it would have been broken.

Shen Heng cracked an egg with a "thud," peeled it, and handed it to Su Zhigao. Seeing his practiced movements, Bai Jiaojiao laughed and said, "Brother Heng, you're becoming more and more like a father."

"Hmph." Shen Heng thought to himself, he felt more and more that being a father was not a viable career.

What a load of bull!

Su Zhigao ate his egg in small bites and looked at Bai Jiaojiao: "Auntie, are you sending me away?"

Su Zhigao's speech was still not very fluent. He had a lot to say. He liked it here and hoped that his aunt would really adopt him. He didn't want to be sent away, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

All her emotions turned into anxious questions. Bai Jiaojiao softened her heart and said, "Don't worry, I won't let anyone take you away."

After Bai Jiaojiao finished speaking, she patted Su Zhigao's head: "Your hair is getting a bit long. I'll have your Uncle Heng take you to get it cut tomorrow. Brother Heng, you should also get a haircut while you're at it so you can have it for the New Year."

Shen Heng hummed in agreement.

Bai Jiaojiao thought about it carefully, but couldn't remember when Su Zhigao's father had returned.

If we can pick up Su Zhigao in the next couple of days, that would be perfect.

Every night she hoped to see a jeep drive into the village the next day, and to her surprise, the jeep actually came on Sunday morning.

Who in Shili Village has ever seen a Jeep? Tractors are high-tech now!

The jeep with the little red flag in the jeep drove steadily on the newly repaired road in Shili Village, heading straight for Grandma Su's old house.

When the villagers heard the news, they all came to see it. Jeeps were parked in front and behind. When they saw the car parked at the Su family's old house, they thought that Su Yahu and Su Yalong had really sued Bai Jiaojiao. It turned out that the leaders from above had come to handle some business.

To everyone's surprise, a man got off the bus from the second row. He was wearing a military overcoat that made him look different from an ordinary soldier. He knocked on the door and said, "Mom! I'm back! It's Gangzi!"

Su Yangang's voice was both excited and choked with emotion. Only after he finished speaking did someone recognize him.

"Hey, isn't this Gangzi? You're not dead?"

"My God! It really is him!"

Everyone was so excited that they forgot to tell Su Yangang about his mother's death.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Su Yangang knocked impatiently on the door, calling out to his wife, "Cuicui, I'm home!"

"Hey, Gangzi!" Their neighbor finally squeezed in. "Your mother just passed away this month. Why don't you go visit her on Nanshan Mountain?"

"What?"

Su Yangang froze: "Uncle Fu, my mother..."

“Hey, if you had come back half a month earlier, you might have been able to see your mother one last time.”

Su Yangang's eyes immediately reddened. He swayed and was supported by the guard beside him: "Commander! Your leg injury hasn't healed yet. Let me help you inside!"

When everyone heard Su Yangang being addressed as "Chief," they thought to themselves, "This kid has really made it big; he's got quite a high-ranking position."

"No, I need to go pay my respects to my mother first!"

Su Yangang felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He was injured during a mission, and his teammates thought he was dead, so they abandoned him at the mission site. Who knew that he would survive? He chose to go undercover, and after so many years, he finally found an opportunity to re-establish contact with the organization and provided valuable intelligence, making a great contribution.

However, he was injured in the leg during the retreat, and as soon as he could walk again, he returned without stopping.

But... it was still too late!

Su Yangang was filled with remorse, and despite the excruciating pain in his leg, he gritted his teeth and continued walking up the mountain.

As a result, some villagers who were just looking for trouble not only failed to understand Su Yangang's current suffering, but also wanted to show off: "Your wife has been gone for several years, you don't need to look for her anymore."

"Bang!"

"Commander!"

Su Yangang fell to the ground, startling his bodyguard.

The guard, a young man, was so anxious he cried out, "What are you doing? The commander is already injured, why are you provoking him like this!"

"Child, don't cry. Help Gangzi home first."

Li Shiqing rushed over as fast as he could, and he found it unbelievable that Su Yan had returned.

With everyone's help, they carried Su Yangang back to the Su family's old house.

As a result, since no one had lived in the Su family's old house for half a month, the kang (heated brick bed) was frighteningly cold, and it was better to lie outside in the snow.

"I'd better help my commander to the car!"

The engine is still a bit warm inside the car.

"Help him to my house!" Uncle Fu's advantage as a neighbor became apparent.

Now that Su Yangan has risen to a high-ranking position, everyone wants to curry favor with him. As soon as he spoke, the guard immediately agreed: "Thank you for your trouble, fellow villager!"

"What's the trouble? I watched this kid grow up!"

Everyone rushed to help Su Yangang, and he woke up.

He looked around at the familiar scene, and the thought of things changing and people being gone made him feel even more desolate. The man actually sat on the ground and started wiping away tears.

"Alright, Gangzi, stop crying. I'll take you to see your son first!" Li Shiqing couldn't bear to watch anymore and knew he had to give him something to look forward to.

"Son? My son?" Su Yangang's attention was indeed drawn. He wiped his eyes with his hand and said, "The one Cui Cui gave birth to for me?"

Su Yangang never expected that he would have another child.

"Yes, she didn't take the child with her when she left. Your mother raised her alone. She's currently in charge of a fellow villager's family. Come on, I'll take you there."

Now that Su Yangang is back, all the problems can be solved. Otherwise, the fate of this child would really be a problem.

Su Yangang immediately scrambled to his feet: "Uncle Qing, take me there!"

"Sir, watch your leg!"