Chapter 47

Cheng Zheng recalled that not long after they got married, his wife praised him, saying he had abdominal muscles, broad shoulders and a narrow waist...his face turned red when he heard that.

How did this person praise himself in the past, and now he is praising other men?

Jian Lu didn't know why this person was jealous. "I'm just admiring him normally. I'm not wrong. There shouldn't be many of you soldiers with bad figures. You're all well-trained and have abdominal muscles. Besides, this guy is Comrade Qian Jingjing's blind date. I'm here to help her with her advice."

Hearing this, Cheng Zheng's expression eased a little, but why is it Qian Jingjing again, "Why hasn't she decided yet?"

This guy wouldn't discuss with his wife who is handsome or has a good figure, right?

Jian Lu tilted her head and glared at Cheng Zheng. She realized that this man seemed to be getting further and further away from the character in the original book. He was so jealous. Was he still Comrade Cheng Zheng?!

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At this time, Qian Jingjing, who was being discussed by Cheng Zheng and Jian Lu, was preparing for a performance backstage. She lifted the curtain behind the stage and saw people moving around. It was not easy to find someone. She opened her eyes wide and searched around. Finally, she found Jian Lu and her group, all sitting together. Not far from them, she saw the face of a man whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

After lowering the curtain, Qian Jingjing walked out, leaving only a sentence, "I'll be right back," to her teammates, and hurried to the bottom of the stage.

“Lulu!”

Qian Jingjing walked past a group of soldiers in white military uniforms and her face turned red when they stared at her. Everyone was looking at her, and she now felt that she should not have come here.

When the art soldiers from the art troupe came to the audience, the soldiers became agitated and began to whisper to each other, wishing they could grow eyeballs on the back of their heads.

Jian Lu saw Qian Jingjing's embarrassment and stood up to walk out. Seeing Cheng Zheng was about to stand up, she quickly held him down and said, "We female comrades are just talking in private. Don't follow us."

Cheng Zheng had no choice but to give up.

The two walked outside hand in hand and stood in a corner, surrounded by noisy discussions.

"Jingjing, what kind of dance are you going to perform today? I'm waiting to see it."

Qian Jingjing smiled proudly, "I will dance two dances today, one is "The Red Army of Women" and the other is "Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy", remember to watch it."

"I remember. I will definitely watch it with my eyes wide open."

Qian Jingjing was satisfied. She grabbed Jian Lu's arm and asked her to look to the right. "Do you see that person over there?"

A girl who is in love always wants her good friends to see her sweetheart. Qian Jingjing pointed her finger at Qian Hongzhuo.

Jian Lu had already seen Qian Hongzhuo in front of her, so she looked in the direction of her finger and pretended to ask, "Who is it?"

"Qian Hongzhuo!"

"Oh." Jian Lu nodded as if she had just heard about it. "He was just transferred to our island?"

"Yes, it was said that it came at the beginning of this month." Qian Jingjing was still a little shy when she said this. She glanced at the man in front of her and asked Jian Lu, "What do you think of him?"

What could Jian Lu say? She should strike back at this time. "I think he is not as good as the man next to him."

Qian Jingjing looked at the man next to Qian Hongzhuo and said, "Comrade Jian Lu, there's something wrong with your vision!"

"What's wrong with you? Lulu, why do you have the same eyes as my parents?" Qian Jingjing took a look at the dark-skinned man, who was exactly the blind date her parents wanted to arrange for her, but she didn't agree and rejected it directly. "Hu Zhenghao is dark-skinned, doesn't look handsome at all, and has a fierce look. He looks like a rough guy."

"That shows that he is a real person, and his appearance is actually not bad, just a little darker." Anyway, as long as he doesn't stay with the big villain Qian Hongzhuo, everyone else can be fine as long as there are no major problems.

Just as Jian Lu was about to give some more advice, she heard Qian Jingjing speak.

"Oh, okay, let's talk about this later. I have to go back to prepare for the show. After the show, I have something to do. I have to go to my aunt and uncle's house for dinner. I will come to see you tomorrow when I have my day off. I'm leaving now. Bye."

Qian Jingjing was afraid of wasting time, so she hurried to the backstage with her braids swinging.

Jian Lu returned to her seat alone. Cheng Zheng saw his wife coming back and asked her after she sat down, "Where did you go? It took you so long."

Jian Lu sat down next to the man and answered casually, "In the back, let's talk. I'm Jingjing's advisor."

Cheng Zheng curled his lips, feeling tired.

——

The performance of the art troupe began with a passionate chorus. Everyone in the audience clapped their hands until they were tired, and everyone stared at the performers in the singing and dancing groups on the stage.

When the soldiers' training songs sounded on the stage, the whole audience started singing along. Jian Lu felt like she had accidentally walked into a large open-air concert. The atmosphere was so heated.

After five or six performances were over, more people came in a hurry. There were a few familiar figures in front of Jian Lu, including Chief of Staff Wu Feng and his family, his wife Chen Qing, and his two children Wu Xiangchen and Liu Huayong.

"Chenchen, do you want to sit with daddy?" Wu Feng wanted to touch his son's head, but Wu Xiangchen dodged and sat down in the outermost seat, unwilling to pay attention to his father.

Wu Feng withdrew his hand that was frozen in the air and let Chen Qing and the others sit down first.

"Chenchen is still young and naive." Chen Qing said to Wu Feng with a smile, "Let's watch the show. Xiaoyong, sit next to Father Wu."

"Dad Wu, I want to sit with you!" Liu Huayong puffed his little face and stuck to Wu Feng's legs, pulling his pants and shaking them, looking eager.

Wu Feng looked at his son Wu Xiangchen again. Chenchen was lowering his head and didn't even look in his direction.

In the end, Wu Feng sat between Liu Huayong and Chen Qing, and Wu Xiangchen sat on the outside, ignoring everyone.

"Wu Xiangchen!"

Dunzi looked at Wu Xiangchen who was sitting right in front of him, patted his shoulder, and when he turned around, he leaned over and said, "Liu Huayong is in trouble!"

He just doesn't like Liu Huayong. This guy likes to cheat when playing games. It's really annoying.

Wu Xiangchen glanced at Dunzi, said nothing, and turned back.

On the other side, Liu Huayong was talking in a loud voice, calling Wu Daddy one moment and Mom the next, in a very affectionate manner. Wu Xiangchen glanced at them secretly and then lowered his head again.

"Hey! Wu Xiangchen."

Wu Xiangchen felt someone patting his shoulder again, and when he turned around, it was Dunzi's round face again.

"Do you want to eat it?" Dunzi held half a piece of peach cake in his hand, which was divided into several small pieces and spread out in his palm. There were also a lot of crumbs beside it.

This is what it's like to eat peach cakes. They are very easy to crumb. Dunzi likes to eat them, and every time he finishes eating them, he has to eat up all the crumbs thoroughly, not wanting to waste even a single bit.

"No." Wu Xiangchen refused again and turned away.

Heng Heng watched Dun Zi return empty-handed, and patted him on the shoulder as he had done just now, "Dun Zi, it's okay, I'll eat."

While eating peach cake, Jian Lu noticed what the children around her were doing. The peach cake was given away by her, so food should be shared. Moreover, little Dunzi knew how to give back. He even brought her a lot of lotus mist a few days ago.

Look at Wu Xiangchen again, who seems to have copper walls and iron walls cast on his body. Next to him is Wu Feng, who is being talked to by his later wife, stepson, and on the other end is the taciturn Wu Xiangchen. This family is really weird.

The performance continued, and it was Qian Jingjing's turn to perform the dance "The Red Detachment of Women". As Jian Lu said at the beginning, she watched it seriously. Comrade Qian Jingjing has indeed done a good job. She seemed to be glowing when she danced, and she was so beautiful that she attracted the attention of the whole audience. Her dance moves were agile and powerful, and every move showed strength and beauty.

Not only Jian Lu was watching intently, but Qian Hongzhuo and Hu Zhengyong who were sitting in front of her were also watching intently.

Thinking of the correspondence between himself and Comrade Qian Jingjing, Qian Hongzhuo's eyes lit up. He stared at the nimble lead dancer on the stage with a smile on his face.

Hu Zhengyong next to him did have a serious expression, and his dark face made him look even more ferocious.

On the stage, Qian Jingjing, who was taking her bow, saw Qian Hongzhuo in the audience and was delighted. Then, she saw Hu Zhengyong next to him, her face changed and she immediately shifted her gaze and bowed with a smile.

The performance lasted from the afternoon to dinner time, and the last large-scale song and dance performance "Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy" brought the performance to a perfect end.

Everyone carried their stools and left again. On the way back, they kept talking about the performance just now, how attractive it was, who sang the best, and who danced the best.

Cheng Zheng asked his comrades to carry the stool back to the troops, and he and his wife walked slowly home. Since his wife became pregnant, he automatically slowed down his walking speed to match his wife's walking.

The weather is hot today, so the group slowly separated from the main group and headed for a small path leading back to the family compound. The dense forest provided shade and heat dissipation.

Jian Lu noticed two fruit trees outside the courtyard wall, with a cluster of red lychees on the branches. The lush fruit trees, with flourishing branches and leaves, were dotted with red lychees, making them particularly eye-catching.

Looking at the lychees, Jian Lu already remembered the sweet taste and her lips were watering.

"Brother Cheng!" Jian Lu poked the man's arm and motioned him to look over there. "Who planted those lychee trees? Can we eat the lychees on the trees?"

It's no wonder she asked that. Everything is collective nowadays. She had to ask clearly, otherwise she would be reported to the whole team the next day just because she ate some fruit today.

"Where? Wild ones, you want to eat them?"

Cheng Zheng rarely heard his wife say what she wanted to eat recently, so he nodded immediately and said, "Wait, I'll pick it for you."

Jian Lu has been on the island for a year and found that there are not many tropical fruits on the island. At that time, there is not enough demand for fruits, and no one pays attention to it. It is good enough to have a full meal.

Unexpectedly, I came across a wild lychee tree today!

As Cheng Zheng and his group moved, several family members around him also became interested and everyone went out. Since they were already here, some people had eaten lychees once or twice, and most people had never eaten them at all. But since Comrade Jian Lu, who was the best at eating and cooking seafood in the family compound, said it was delicious, then it must be delicious!

Two wild lychee trees grew on a narrow slope beside a small river outside the military compound wall.

Several men took off their clothes to pick lychees, using their clothes as bags. Cheng Zheng was the first to walk to the lychee tree, picked a few of the reddest ones and threw them to his wife across the street, "Try them."

He had accidentally eaten this thing once before, and he only remembered that it was very sweet, sweeter than any fruit candy he had eaten before.

Jian Lu picked up a few lychees with both hands and peeled off the reddish-brown lychee shells, revealing the white, tender and crystal clear flesh. Jian Lu took a bite of the flesh, and the sweet taste instantly filled her mouth. The flesh was fresh, sweet and juicy, and the lychee juice was even sweeter than canned fruit. It tasted so good, better than the Feizishao she had bought at the fruit store before.

"Delicious, pick more!"

Jian Lu gave the remaining few pieces to Feng Xiuhui and the others while instructing Cheng Zheng.

Feng Xiuhui and the others had never eaten lychees before, but after listening to Jian Lu talk about peeling the shell before eating, they each ate a lychee and found it so sweet that it made their teeth sick. They wanted to swallow the core as well.

"So delicious!" Dunzi squinted his eyes because of the sweetness and shouted, "Dad, pick more! I want to eat some!"

Children are always outgoing. As soon as Dunzi opened his mouth, Hengheng and Liu Huayong followed suit, calling their dad and asking him to pick more.

Wu Xiangchen's eyes were shining. He looked at Dunzi and wanted to call out, but Liu Huayong was faster and louder, and his voice, "Dad Wu", sounded like the echo of the sky.

In the end, he remained silent, just staring at his father as he picked berries from the tree.

"Chenchen, come and have a taste." Chen Qing held two lychees, one with a red shell and the other with a slightly green shell. He gave the one with a slightly green shell directly to his own son, and peeled the other one and fed it to Wu Xiangchen.

Wu Xiangchen doesn't like being fed. He's a big kid and can eat by himself. But his little mouth can touch the cool flesh of the lychee, and the aroma of the lychee goes straight into his nose. It's so fragrant.

"I'll eat it myself." Wu Xiangchen muttered softly.

"Why are you being so polite to your aunt? Eat quickly." Chen Qing touched her stepson's hair lovingly.

Wu Xiangchen didn't care about anything else and just opened his mouth and took a bite. The sweet lychee with a slight sour taste made his eyes widen.

"Mrs. Chen, you are so kind to Chenchen. You even peel the shells for him to feed him." A military wife nearby saw this and thought that Chenchen was too kind to her step-son. "Look at our kids. None of them needs their mother to peel the shells for them. They all eat by themselves."

"Chenchen is a bit of a dull person, so you have to take care of him more." Chen Qing showed a gentle smile on his face.

"Humph!" Liu Huayong glared at Wu Xiangchen unhappily, then quietly walked over and whispered to Wu Xiangchen, "That's my mother!"

After saying that, he ran to the other side, ate the fragrant and sweet lychee flesh in his mouth, and watched Dad Wu pick lychees.

Wu Feng picked half a bag of heavy lychees. He saw his son in front of him, his little mouth moving, as if he was enjoying it, and grinned.

"Chenchen, Dad picked a lot of lychees for you, look." Wu Feng walked straight to his son and spread out his clothes. Dozens of red lychees lay quietly inside, big and round.

Dad picked these for himself.

Wu Xiangchen tilted his head and stared blankly for a while, then raised his lips and looked up at his father. He was about to speak when he was interrupted by Liu Huayong who ran over.

"Dad Wu, you picked so many red fruits. They are so delicious. I want to eat a lot!"

Wu Feng felt guilty about Chen Qing taking care of the two children, and treated his stepson as if he were his own son. He would not treat him unfairly. He smiled when he heard this and said, "Eat more if you like."

"Hey! Daddy Wu, you're so nice." Liu Huayong called him Daddy Wu all the time with a sweet mouth, and then called his mother over, "Mom, look, Daddy Wu picked so many lychees for me!"

"Yes, your father Wu loves you the most." Chen Qing looked at the man, then at his son, his face full of happy smiles, "When you go home, you must make tea for your father Wu, massage his waist and back, and be filial to him."

"Of course I am the best at giving back massages. Dad Wu, I will give you a back massage!"

"Oh, Xiaoyong is such a sensible kid. Look at his sweet little mouth. Who wouldn't be happy to hear that?"

There was laughter all around, and Wu Xiangchen's little hands were frozen in the air. He watched Liu Huayong carefully picking out the biggest and reddest lychees with his two hands. He watched his father talking to Aunt Chen, who were talking to Liu Huayong.

Wu Xiangchen clenched his hands into fists and pushed Liu Huayong away. His eyes were bright and lively. He protected the lychees in his pocket behind his body and looked at Liu Huayong who fell to the ground because he did not stand firmly. He said coldly, "This is mine."

"Xiaoyong!" Chen Qing was the first to react. Her sharp shout instantly attracted the attention of everyone present. She quickly squatted down and pulled her son up, looking around, "Are you hurt? Let mom take a look."

"Wu Xiangchen, how could you push your brother?" Wu Feng didn't expect that picking lychees would lead to such a sudden change, especially that his usually well-behaved son actually bullied others?

Wu Xiangchen looked up at his father and remained calm while speaking, with only a hint of determination in his eyes, "This is my red fruit."

You just said you picked it for me.

"What do you mean by yours and his!" Wu Feng had never thought that his son would develop such a selfish character, and he immediately raised his voice, "Everyone picks lychees and shares them. How did you learn that? You want to eat all these lychees by yourself? Wu Xiangchen, I can tolerate you in other ways, but not this. You are six years old, you have to be sensible!"

No one could have imagined that picking lychees could cause such trouble. On one side, Chief of Staff Wu was disciplining his own son, and on the other side, Chen Qing was coaxing the crying Liu Huayong. Liu Huayong was pushed down by Wu Xiangchen and immediately started crying.

Chen Qing stepped out to act as a peacemaker and advised Wu Feng, "Old Wu, Chenchen didn't mean it. Don't scold him. Children are young and it's normal for them to fight and make trouble sometimes. Xiaoyong is used to it."

What do you mean I've gotten used to it?

Wu Feng turned his head and looked at Chen Qing with a stern expression, "Chenchen often bullies Xiaoyong at home?"

"No...no." Chen Qing stuttered, his eyes wandering, trying to put the matter behind him, "Don't talk about it, it's not a big deal, how did it become like this?"

"That's right, it's just a kid's joke, don't take it seriously."

"Hurry up and pack up, everyone, let's go back to the yard." Several military wives came out to smooth things over and asked them to leave.

"Wu Xiangchen, you..." Wu Feng's mind was now full of Chen Qing's words. Seeing her like that, there was nothing he didn't understand. He lowered his head to look at his son. He didn't expect that his son would become like this. But when he lowered his head, he saw that the child's eyes were red and he was biting his lips tightly.

Wu Feng, who was about to scold him, was speechless for a moment. This was his son, who had lost his mother when he was young, and he was often not at home because he was on missions.

Sighing heavily, Wu Feng suppressed his anger and said earnestly, "Forget it, you are still young, you will learn slowly in the future. Now go and say sorry to Xiaoyong, and we will go home first."

When Wu Xiangchen heard that he and Liu Huayong had to apologize, he was like a hedgehog with its hair standing on end. He glared at his father fiercely and said in a soft but very firm voice, "I won't say it!"

"You!" Wu Feng was furious. He was so angry at his own son who was acting like a spoiled child that he was about to say something else when Wu Xiangchen knocked over Litchi and ran away.

The red lychees were scattered all over the ground, rolling outwards in a round shape. A few of them landed right at Dunzi's feet. He picked up two and said to Feng Xiuhui, "Mom, I'm going to look for Wu Xiangchen."

"Chief Staff Officer Wu, why are you so angry with the child?"

"That's right. Chenchen is so old and his mother is gone. Why are you yelling at him?"

Several military wives helped out, but Wu Feng was embarrassed. Thinking of his daughter-in-law who had passed away earlier, he sighed and said, "I'm worried that he didn't learn well and would become a second-rate person in the future."

Jian Lu and Cheng Zheng were originally on the other side. Cheng Zheng filled his pockets with lychees and watched his wife eat them happily. However, something happened on the other side. The two of them walked over to take a look and heard the conversation between Wu Feng and his son.

Seeing the father and son quarreling, Chen Qing also tried to persuade them to stop quarreling, "Old Wu, why are you angry? Xiaoyong is not a problem, and I don't take it seriously. I am an adult now, how can I quarrel with a child? Let's go home quickly, it will be bad if Chenchen can't find us when he comes back."

Jian Lu looked at it for a while and felt something was wrong. She reminded him, "Chief Staff Officer Wu, without saying anything else, go check on the child first. He is only six years old. Chenchen is running around like that. Be careful not to let him fall."

Wu Feng was reminded by Jian Lu, but he was still worried. Logically, a six-year-old child is already quite big these days, but his son just ran away after a quarrel with him, and he was afraid that he would not look at the road and get into trouble.

No matter what, he couldn't really make things awkward with his own son.

"I'll go take a look first, you guys take your time coming back."

Wu Feng ran away, leaving Chen Qing looking at the man's hurried back with a surprised look on his face.

......

When most of the troops returned to the family compound, everyone realized that Wu Xiangchen had not returned yet. Half an hour had passed since he hurried away.

"Did you go somewhere to play?"

"Was the child going to wander off somewhere?"

Dunzi chased after him for a while, but he couldn't catch up with Wu Xiangchen. "I didn't see clearly, and I didn't realize he ran that fast!"

Wu Feng was obviously panicking at this point. He looked around the courtyard but couldn't find anyone. He didn't know where his son had gone, he was such a young child.

"You take a rest. Chenchen won't run around. He must have gone somewhere to play and will be back in the evening." Chen Qing wanted to pull the man back into the house.

Liu Huayong was even more proud and wanted to ask Father Wu to go home. "Father Wu, Wu Xiangchen will be back soon. He used to go out alone and would be back in the evening."

"Going out alone? Where to?" Wu Feng looked at his stepson.

"I don't know, but he just likes it this way!" Liu Huayong hoped that he would not come back, so that there would be only three of them at home, his father, mother and himself.

"You guys go back first, I'll go look for it." Wu Feng looked at Chen Qing. She took good care of the child and should know Chenchen better than he did. "Where does Chenchen like to go? Think about it."

"I..." Chen Qing didn't pay attention to these things. Wu Xiangchen was not a lively person. Who knew where he was staying in a remote place? "I'm also anxious at the moment. I can't think of it..."

"Forget it, I'll go out and take a look." Wu Feng hurried out again.

As night fell, the people who had returned home after dinner saw that Wu Feng had not returned yet, and they gradually felt something was wrong.

"Is it true that you can't find your child?"

"Not really. How could a child be lost here? He must have gone somewhere to sleep."

"This kid in my house was like that last time. He hid in the backyard and lay on the ground waiting for someone to catch him. He ended up falling asleep, which made it difficult for me to find him. He was sleeping soundly! I gave him a good beating when I got home."

The more Jian Lu thought about it, the more worried she became. In this era, people are more open to children running around. Unlike later generations, children are not raised in a meticulous manner. Most of them are raised roughly and let them do whatever they want. But after watching it a few times, she felt that Wu Xiangchen had a pitiful life and seemed to be a sensitive person. Today, he ran away in anger after being scolded by his father. Maybe something bad will happen to him.

"Why don't we go and help look for it? There's strength in numbers. Chief of Staff Wu only has two legs, so there aren't many places he can go."

"Don't be so surprised. The child must have gone out to play and forgot about the time and didn't come back."

Some people didn't understand. Cui Yuhe was the first to respond, but her second son was still young and couldn't be left alone, so she could only call Xu Lang, "Old Xu, you go with us to check. It would be better if we can find him earlier. It's getting dark now."

Jian Lu and Cheng Zheng, Xu Lang, Feng Xiuhui, Liang Haisheng, and two other military wives set out together, looking for Wu Xiangchen everywhere.

However, more than an hour passed and still nothing was found.

"I looked all over the beach, but I didn't see anyone."

Mrs. Liu realized something was wrong. How could such a big kid be nowhere to be found? "Could he have fallen into the sea?"

Looking at the quietly surging sea, she thought more and more that this was the case. Only if someone fell into the sea would they be unable to find him. "Wu Xiangchen was scolded by his father. Is it impossible to understand..."

"Pooh, pooh, pooh, how could that be!" Feng Xiuhui scolded her and told her to stop scaring people.

"Old Wu?!" Liang Haisheng looked around and saw Wu Feng who had just arrived. He had just heard what Mrs. Liu said and was staring at the sea in a daze.

Wu Feng's eyes were red at this moment. The fear of not being able to find his son seemed to drown his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"I shouldn't have yelled at him today, I..." Mrs. Liu's words were still ringing in my ears, "He wouldn't really go into the sea, would he?"

Facing the vast ocean, Wu Feng felt powerless for the first time. He even wanted to take a few steps forward, but was stopped by Cheng Zheng and Liang Haisheng.

"No, let's look for more." Cheng Zheng also just found out that he was going to be a father. At this moment, he could deeply understand Wu Feng's feelings. He could only persuade him, "See if there are any other places that Chenchen might go?"

"I was so sorry to his mother, and now I've lost him." Wu Feng muttered to himself, with a look of misery in his eyes. "I've always worried that no one would raise him, so I thought of finding a stepmother to take good care of the child. But Chenchen has become more and more silent in the past two years, and he doesn't like to talk to me. I know he blames me for not going back to see his mother for the last time. I thought, forget it, maybe he'll understand when he knows. But now I've lost the child first.

You tell me, why did I yell at him just for a few lychees? He has a dull personality, why did I yell at him? I should have taught him a good lesson! "

"Brother, stop messing around." Liang Haisheng knew this man and was worried that his son would lose his mother. If he didn't learn well, he would feel even worse. "I'm sure I can find her back."

"Chief of Staff Wu." Jian Lu recalled what Feng Xiuhui had told her about their family. Chenchen was closest to his mother, and when his mother passed away, the child cried so hard. "I may know where Chenchen is."

——

The sky was dyed with ink. The others were sent home to help check whether Wu Xiangchen had returned. Wu Feng, Jian Lu, Cheng Zheng, Feng Xiuhui and Liang Haisheng went to the military health hospital.

It was here that Wu Xiangchen's mother died of illness.

Perhaps, this is the place where Wu Xiangchen wants to stay because he feels uncomfortable, as it is closest to his mother.

Wu Feng still remembered his wife's original ward number, Room 5 on the second floor. The group hurried upstairs, turned the corner of the stairs, and saw the little boy sitting on a bench in the corridor.

There were not many people in the hospital at this time. Wu Xiangchen was sitting on a chair with the room number posted on the wall next to him - Room 5, 2nd Floor.

His legs were swinging, his thin body hidden under the loose clothes. Hearing footsteps approaching from afar, he raised his head and looked over.

"Chenchen!"

Wu Feng ran to his son in a few steps, grabbed Wu Xiangchen's arm with both hands, and said excitedly, "Chenchen, why did you come here without saying a word? Dad has been looking for you for a long time! Let's go home!"

Wu Feng wanted to pick up his son, but was pushed away by the struggling boy. Wu Xiangchen used his two small hands to force, "I won't go back!"

"Why don't you go back? Don't you want to go home?"

"That's not my home." Wu Xiangchen's big eyes seemed to be filled with clear water, but they were full of sorrow. "That's Liu Huayong and your home."

"Nonsense!" Wu Feng didn't know why his son would say such a thing. "How can it not be your home? That is the house assigned to Dad by the army. It is your home! Let's go home. Dad shouldn't have said that to you today. No matter what, I shouldn't have been so excited."

Seeing that his son was silent, Wu Feng thought for a moment and said, "You haven't had dinner yet, so you must be hungry. Daddy will take you home for dinner, okay?"

But no matter what Wu Feng said, Wu Xiangchen ignored him and just didn't want to go home.

Wu Feng originally wanted to take his son away by force, but when he saw him struggling fiercely, he couldn't bear to do it.

In the past, my son was actually very close to me. Every time I went home to visit, my son would run to me and call me dad. He would always say that his mother taught him that his father was a hero, a hero who beat up bad guys.

But ever since the death of my daughter-in-law, my son and I have become increasingly distant, and even now, he is unwilling to even speak to me.

Chief of Staff Wu, who had made great achievements in the army, was at a loss as to what to do with his six-year-old son.

The hospital corridor was quiet and the people standing by were anxious. Liang Haisheng and Feng Xiuhui didn't know how the father and son could have gotten into such a mess. They had a harmonious relationship with Dunzi and had never seen anything like this before.

"You guys go back first. I'll talk to Chenchen." Wu Feng felt in his heart that he couldn't forcefully communicate with the child this time, but he also couldn't let the neighbors stay here with him all night. "Now that the child is found, I'm relieved. Thank you for today. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Jian Lu looked at the two people, one big and one small, sitting on the bench in the corridor and felt that even if the two of them sat there all night, they would not be able to make any sense of what was going on. People nowadays pay very little attention to and have very little understanding of psychological problems.

"Chief Staff Officer Wu." Jian Lu called him aside, "How about letting me talk to Chenchen? He is quite resistant to you now. Sometimes you can't express your thoughts to the people closest to you."

Wu Feng was stunned, but when he thought of his son's current attitude, he decided to give it a try. "Thank you."

Wu Xiangchen didn't know why there was a new person beside him. He recognized the person as the aunt upstairs. She had wanted to give him a shell, a very beautiful shell.

But she was determined to speak up for her father, so he silently decided to ignore her.

"Chenchen, Auntie wanted to give you some shells last time. Shells are very beautiful and can be hung at home or collected by yourself. Is it because you don't like shells that you don't want them?"

Wu Xiangchen didn't expect her to bring up this matter and shook his head slightly.

"Then why don't you want it? Dunzi and the others have taken it, and every child in the yard has taken it, except you." Jian Lu's voice was clear and gentle.

Wu Xiangchen did not answer, thinking of Liu Huayong, he did not want to take the shell home, otherwise he would be stepped on and broken. He protected the beautiful shell.

"So you really don't hate shells?"

Wu Xiangchen nodded.

"So do you hate your father?"

Wu Xiangchen was stunned, his mind did not move.

"But you blame your father? You blame him for not coming back to see your mother, right?"

Wu Xiangchen didn't know why, but this aunt knew what she was thinking and looked at her with wide eyes of curiosity.

"You blame your father, but you don't hate him. You used to like him very much, right?"

"If you don't talk, that means I'm annoying." Jian Lu asked patiently, but this time the decision was decisive.

"No." The child's voice was very soft, like a feather floating by, and reached the ears of Wu Feng who was standing at the corner.

"I don't dislike Dad."

"Then why don't you want to go home? Why did you just say that was Liu Huayong and his parents' home? Isn't that your home?"

Aunt Jian Lu asked Wu Xiangchen questions that made him feel dizzy. He tried to sort things out, "Yes, that's not my home. My mom is gone. Liu Huayong calls my dad Dad Wu and said that he has to call me dad from now on. So I don't have a dad anymore."

Hearing this, Wu Feng, who was behind the wall, grabbed the edge of the wall with his hands, leaned forward suddenly, and wanted to rush out to ask clearly, how could Xiaoyong say such a thing, what did he mean that Chenchen had no father?

Cheng Zheng held him down and whispered, "Listen again."

I finally coaxed the child to speak, so I can’t interrupt him.

Jian Lu roughly guessed what Wu Xiangchen's situation was. His biological mother passed away, and the child was heartbroken. He just felt that his father did not come back to see his mother, and he was very angry. But that was his father after all. As a result, half a year later, a stepmother and child came into the family.

As Wu Xiangchen's only support and sustenance, such an intruder made him feel terrified and thought that his father was going to be taken away.

What's more, Chen Qing and Liu Huayong are not easy to deal with. They will most likely say something provocative to Wu Xiangchen.

Jian Lu chatted with Wu Xiangchen like a friend, "Xiao Yong actually said such a thing? That's really too much. I don't like him anymore."

Wu Xiangchen didn't expect Aunt Jian Lu to speak up for him. He turned his head and looked at her with bright eyes, "I hate him too."

"Then we both hate him." Jian Lu smiled at her, "We are friends, right?"

Wu Xiangchen looked puzzled, but after thinking for a while he nodded.

"Then tell me, besides what he said and did, what else did he do? When your father was not at home, what were you like at home? Did you eat well and wear warm clothes?"

"Yeah." Wu Xiangchen thought about it and realized that he had never been hungry.

Wu Feng, standing by the wall, breathed a sigh of relief, but then he heard it again.

"My mother is gone, and Aunt Chen came to our house. My father said Aunt Chen is very good and can be another mother. I don't want another mother, but my father said that there is no one at home and he has to go out, so he must have another mother." Wu Xiangchen lowered his head and muttered, "Okay, then I have one more mother, but I still remember my own mother. Later I got sick..."

At this point, he excitedly touched Aunt Jian Lu's sleeve and asked her to look at him. "Aunt Chen held me in her arms, gave me medicine, and coaxed me to sleep. I thought my mother was back!"

It was almost a year after Wu Xiangchen's mother passed away that he felt his mother's love again. The four-year-old child, dizzy with fever, felt that his mother's embrace was so warm.

"That's good." Jian Lu noticed that his eyes lit up.

Soon, things got dark again. "But the next day, I heard Aunt Chen and Liu Huayong talking. Liu Huayong said that I had taken his mother away. Aunt Chen said that she would always be Liu Huayong's mother, not my mother. She also asked Liu Huayong to show off and take my father away as well."

Jian Lu had never thought that Chen Qing would actually say such words to her child. One can imagine how sad Wu Xiangchen, who was only four years old at the time and had just felt the warmth of maternal love, was.

"So you're going to give your dad to him?"

"I can't beat him, he's very powerful, Aunt Chen is also very powerful." Wu Xiangchen found that Aunt Chen and Liu Huayong were always different, different when they were alone at home with the three of them and different when they were facing others in the family compound, especially when his father came back.

"Did you tell your father?"

"No." Wu Xiangchen murmured in a low voice, "Dad won't believe me."

Wu Xiangchen's words made people feel distressed. Jian Lu turned around and looked at Wu Feng, "Chief of Staff Wu, do you believe what your son said?"

Wu Feng was shocked when he heard what his son said. He had never known what had happened when he was away from home on missions.

He originally thought that if he remarried, he would even specifically find a mother who could take care of his child. Chen Qing's family was poor, and they could not even afford to eat before. They almost couldn't survive with their son. This woman also met him by chance through connections, and took the initiative to ask if he would consider her. He said how she could take care of children, and later brought Liu Huayong to marry him. The two children were the same age, both boys, and they could play together.

What did this person promise me at the beginning? He promised to treat Chenchen as his own son.

He never expected his stepmother to treat his stepson as her own son and just take good care of him. Who would have thought that the situation would be like this now?

What are you talking about?

She and Liu Huayong actually wanted to snatch me away and make me the father of Liu Huayong alone?

Wu Xiangchen looked at his father who popped out from the wall and immediately lowered his head, not wanting to pay any attention to him.

"Chenchen." Wu Feng walked over to the child. He knew his own son. Although he was stubborn, he would never lie. He would not even say anything when he was wronged. "Come on, Dad will take you home. There is no home for those two people."

He should ask, he gives her a salary of several dozen yuan every month and lets her take care of the household, is this how he treats his own son?