On the beach outside Xiyue Island, the waves today are exceptionally high, and the wind is exceptionally fierce. Not far away where the sea and the sky meet, dark clouds are pressing down on each other, as if brewing a violent storm.
Inside Yaoguang Castle, it was not yet dark, but all the lights were on. There were colorful balloons and gorgeous flowers everywhere, and the ground was filled with various toys.
Several children were sitting in the hall, playing with their toys, with servants following them, fearing that they would start fighting again if they got out of control.
Most of these children are from the families of soldiers under the master's command. Sometimes they are brought to the island to live for a few days, but because of the differences in age, language and skin color, conflicts are easy to arise. Also, because they are children of soldiers, their fathers don't care at all. As long as their arms and legs are not broken, no one cares.
Only half of the villa was decorated with a joyful banquet atmosphere. From the piano to the floor-to-ceiling window at the back, that was where the lady painted, arranged flowers, and drank tea. No one dared to mess it up. Everyone knew that the lady had a strange temper and didn't like anyone touching her things, not even the husband.
Nanxi came down wearing a pearl white dress. For three years, although piles of cosmetics and jewelry arrived every month, she never wore makeup or dressed up.
But even so, she just sat lazily in front of the tea table with her bare face, making tea, arranging flowers, and painting. She was so beautiful that no one would question the gentleman's obsession. Any man would easily fall for such a beauty.
Cha Mu was in a good mood today. Wearing a navy blue home suit, he sat on the carpet and studied the structure of a toy sniper rifle with Ba Chuang. The two discussed it very seriously. He gave him guidance step by step, watching him assemble the more than one-meter-long simulation gun, and then he held him and let him ride on his neck.
"Good boy, when you grow up, your uncle will send you to the world's top military academy, and we will become the king of soldiers."
The eyes of the woman drinking tea opposite her instantly turned cold.
Bang!
She slammed the cup in her hand onto the tea table, glared at the two people who were spinning around, turned around, lifted her skirt and went upstairs, even her back was full of anger.
"Mom...Mom..." The child was very sensitive to his mother's emotions. He quickly got out of Cha Mu's arms and looked at him with a hurt face.
"Uncle, today is my birthday, and it's also Grandma's hardship day. I don't want to make her angry, so I'll go up and comfort him. Can you help me finish assembling the remaining two guns? We're going to play outside later. I guess our noise was too loud and disturbed Grandma."
Cha Mu licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, then took a rose from the table and stuffed it into his hand, "Okay, I'll help you spell it. Go and give this to your mother. You're right, we won't make her angry today."
Ba Chuang chuckled, stretched out his little hand and bumped fists with him. The two of them looked at each other tacitly, then he turned and ran upstairs.
Cha Mu looked at his small figure, his dark eyes darkening, "A Chuang, one day, I will let you have the surname Nan and become my son."
Thump thump thump…
There were three knocks on the bedroom door, but no sound came from inside.
Ba Chuang glanced downstairs again, with disappointment and uneasiness in his eyes. Cha Mu raised his chin towards him, motioning him to continue. They had no idea how many times they had experienced such a scene, and they already had the experience that the door would not open unless they knocked for three minutes.
Sure enough, after a long time, the door was opened from the inside. Before Ba rushed in, he gave Cha Mu a look that said "look at me".
"Mom..." The child closed the door and threw himself into the arms of the woman sitting on the sofa.
Nanxi held the child in her arms, tears in her eyes, cupped his little face, and kissed him again and again, "Baby, he didn't find anything, did he?"
Her voice was so soft, she almost spoke into the little dragon's ear.
Ba Chuang leaned close to her ear and kissed the side of her face, "Mom, don't worry, your uncle hasn't found out. Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Nanxi reached out and wrapped him in her arms. "Baby, Dad will be here to take us home soon. If you hear a gunfight, don't be afraid. Hide. Dad and I will come find you, okay?"
"Really? Mom? Dad is really coming? Will he come in a fighter jet?" The little dragon's eyes were full of excitement.
"Of course, baby, when the time comes, let Daddy take you to fly a fighter jet. We don't want to be soldier kings. We want to be heroes like Daddy, defending our country."
"Yes," the little dragon cub nodded heavily, "Mom, you have to be careful too. Don't come out before you see Dad. Don't let the bad guys catch you."
Nanxi kissed his forehead and said, "Baby, Mom said that if I don't show up that day, you must follow Dad. Don't look back, I will find a way to contact you again."
Any plan has loopholes, and any action has the risk of failure. Even if she has tried her best to make the plan thorough, she still has to consider the possibility of being exposed.
But no matter what, she had to send her son to her husband. This was the only belief that kept her going for the past three years.
As long as they and their son were safe, she would have nothing to regret even if she died together with Cha Mu.
"No, Mom, you have to come with us. Didn't you say that Dad is a hero and we have to trust him. He will definitely take us away safely? Didn't we agree that our family will never be separated again? You can't lie to me."
"I'm not lying... I'm not lying... baby, I'm just saying, just in case, we have to think of all the possibilities." Nanxi rubbed his furry head to comfort him.
"Don't worry, Mom, we won't abandon you." He hugged his mother tightly, greedily smelling the fragrance on her body that he could only smell once in a long time.
"Mom, I miss you so much..."
"Be good, we are men, don't cry..." Nanxi hugged his small body tightly and tightly with heartache.
"Mom, what does my dad look like? I really want to see him."
"Your father is so handsome, so majestic, so tall and unrestrained, like a lion king in the jungle. Just standing there, he is so domineering. He is an accurate shooter and can fly a fighter jet. He is also very skilled. All the bad guys are afraid of him..."
The little dragon cub listened to his mother's tireless description of his father and imagined him coming to pick him up. Would he really look like the mighty war god in the cartoons? That would be so cool.
At the beginning, Ling Yuhao said that his father Ling Dao was the most powerful father in the world. He disagreed and said that his own father was the most powerful in the world and he was the God of War of Irrawaddy. Ling Yuhao said that he was bragging and he had never seen his own father. In anger, he picked up the butt of a toy gun and hit him on the head.
"Mom, when my dad comes, I'll have him give Uncle Daozi a good beating. I'll let Ling Yuhao brag to me again and let him see what my dad is capable of."
Nanxi smiled and said, "You eat other people's food every day, and you let your father beat them up. That's a bit too much."
"I don't care. My dad is the most powerful person in the whole world. No, in the whole universe." The little boy raised his chin, his eyes full of pride.
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