Songchai finally took the person to Thailand.
At the beginning, he would call every day to curse people. Most of the time, Balu would not answer the phone, and Zhanpeng would be the one to get scolded. As the scolding went on, the frequency of finding fault increased from three or four times a day to twice a day, and finally to once a day.
A week later, everything finally calmed down.
In the evening, on the hilltops of Daqili, the sky is filled with red clouds, burning through half of the sky. Tired birds are returning late, and the breeze is lingering.
The two brothers, who had a rare moment of leisure, finished their meal and lay on the grass, watching the clouds roll by in the sky.
"Along, I always feel like something is missing these two days." Zhan Peng picked his ears and said casually.
"What's missing? I'm missing some fart to eat." The man, who was so exhausted from missing his wife, was very angry.
"No..." Zhan Peng turned his head, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, "Why the hell are you so naughty? Are you crazy?"
"I'm thinking about my wife and don't have time to listen to your flirting." Balu spat out the grass in his mouth and turned his head away without paying any attention to him.
"It's like I miss everyone." Zhan Peng sat up and looked at the mountains in the distance. "I miss Yana, my fat daughter, and my son too."
A man in his early twenties, with everything weighing too heavily on his shoulders, running on the edge of life and death every day, dealing with evil spirits and Shuras, his heart has long been numb and broken. Only at this time can he peel off the hard shell, release the little remaining softness, wipe it carefully and look at it, to make sure he is still alive.
"I see." Zhan Peng suddenly looked at his good brother who was still lying there. "Song Cai hasn't called to curse for two days. This bastard has stopped so quickly. It looks like there's hope. I said I felt like something was missing. It turns out that the phone calls from Song Cai cursing were missing. Hahaha..."
Zhan Peng lay back down again, laughing heartily, "I think there's hope, there's hope."
Baru raised the corners of his lips in a mischievous way, and thought to himself, what a joke, that woman wouldn't be so easily moved, Song Cai is a stubborn bastard, he's not as shameless as he was in front of his wife...
I don't know why, but lately I've been thinking about all the little moments of our time together in Daqili: her crying, her laughing, her brokenness, her vibrant life...
"Alu...Alu..." Suddenly, the man heard his wife's sweet voice faintly in his ears. Balu sat up and shook his head.
"Zhan Peng, am I missing my wife so much that I'm crazy? Why did she appear before dark to call me?"
"Yeah, 80% of it is." Zhan Peng replied lazily, "I just heard my fat daughter's voice. I think I'm sick like you. Let's go to the military doctor tomorrow. My child is still young, and my wife is still young. I can't let them die so early. It would be a pity."
Zhan Peng chattered while playing with his cell phone.
"Alu..." This time, Balu heard it clearly.
His back stiffened for a moment, and he stood up suddenly, "Damn it, it's not an illusion, it's really my wife."
After he finished speaking, he ran down the hillside as if his butt was on fire. "Why did this disobedient woman come here while pregnant? She must have been spoiled to death."
Nanxi was supported by Yana and took a break after walking two steps. When she couldn't walk any further, she stood on the mountain shawl and called out twice tentatively.
I should have known not to listen to Yin Yin. What's the point of giving him a surprise? This surprise has really exhausted me. I might as well sit on the iron bed in his military camp and wait for him to come back.
"Baby--" Baru ran down the hillside quickly and finally passed the blind spot and saw a group of people below. Yana was supporting Nanxi, Biaozi was holding Danmin, and Boha, Fuchai and Panpu were following behind.
The man had no eyes for anyone else. Veins popped out of his forehead in anxiety. He swooped down and wished he could grow wings under his armpits.
"Run slower, I can't fly anymore."
Nanxi was frightened by the speed at which he was running towards her from afar, and she kept dodging to the side, fearing that he would not be able to stop the car and hit her in the stomach.
Baru rushed to a stop in front of his wife, holding her shoulders with both hands, looking her up and down, and seeing that she was fine, he wiped the sweat from his face, pressed her into his arms, and panted.
"Why are you here when you can stay in Yangon? And you're running up the mountain. You've been spoiled to death and you're not listening at all."
He felt uneasy and distressed, as well as a bit of unspeakable guilt. His mixed feelings were so bitter that they completely overshadowed his joy of seeing his wife whom he had been thinking about day and night.
"Sister-in-law Zhenzhen was going to meet with Chinese business representatives in Mandalay, and she sent a special plane to bring us here. She said she knew how hard it was for you not to be able to see your husband, so she asked us to come and see you, and then go back. Her people also picked up Ajie, and when they send Ajie back, they will take us back."
Nanxi took out a tissue from her bag and carefully wiped his sweat while explaining.
"Yana, Danmin..."
Zhan Peng came running over and saw his wife and children were so happy that they were dumbfounded. They hugged each one and kissed the left and the right. All the fun he had since he was a child was not as full as this moment.
Danmin was annoyed by his kiss, and angrily held his face and bit it hard, leaving two deep teeth marks.
"Damn it, what's wrong with this girl? She doesn't bite anyone else but me." Zhan Peng grimaced as she bit him, and he hissed and complained with a frown.
"You're the one who owes it." Balu held his wife tightly and replied with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm happy with it." Zhan Peng glared at him, then looked at Dan Min in a sly manner, "Call me daddy, baby."
"Zhanpeng--" Danmin grabbed his ear and was about to sit on his neck, shouting.
"If you call me dad, you can sit down. If you don't call me, you won't be allowed to sit down." Zhan Peng deliberately put on a sullen face and acted like a father.
"Come on, fat girl, call Dad Long, Dad Long, let me sit down."
Balu deliberately provoked Zhanpeng and reached out to Danmin.
"Dad Long——" Danmin called sweetly, and then started twisting towards Balu.
"No, what do you mean? Stealing my daughter?" Zhan Peng's eyes widened. He lifted Danmin up and put her on his neck. "Dad, are you stupid? You don't even recognize your own father."
"Dad Long is so handsome——" Danmin, who is obsessed with looks, speaks without restraint and finally reveals the reason why he likes to stick to Balu.
The adults present burst into laughter.
Yana was a little embarrassed. Who did this girl, who was obsessed with looks, take after? She secretly pinched Zhanpeng's lower back.
"What a bullshit. How can he be as handsome as your dad? You have no taste..." Zhan Peng held Danmin with one hand and Yana with the other, glared at Balu, then walked down the mountain cursing.
"How dare you glare at me?" Baru refused to be at a disadvantage and wanted to go over and kick Zhan Peng, but was stopped by Nanxi. "Dailong, my feet hurt."
"You're running around because your feet hurt? You've spoiled me." The man said as he bent down and carefully picked up his wife by the waist. "Will holding her like this put pressure on your stomach? Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."
Nanxi hadn't seen him for a long time, and now she didn't care about being shy. She just wanted to nestle in her husband's arms, soothing the anxiety she had felt in recent days. She tilted her head and leaned on his broad shoulders, "Yeah, it feels good."
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