The family had agreed to live an ordinary life in a foreign country for a day, but their plan was ultimately disrupted by a phone call.
The young general, who held a high position, had to hurriedly have dinner with his wife, then returned to the hotel to recall his subordinates who were out on vacation in groups of three or four, and prepared to fly back to Yangon overnight.
Ba Chuang played too hard and woke up hungry on the plane in the middle of the night. His father stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth. He ate it with his eyes closed and lay back down.
The long-distance flight was not easy, and we stopped at the airport in Thailand for several hours in the middle of the night.
Balut and Yingbai, who now holds an important position in the Thai Ministry of Defense, were talking in Thai, but his wife, who was in a daze in his arms, could not understand a word.
After finishing his business, Yingbai frowned and looked at this friend he had known since childhood.
"Aaron, I know you love your wife. I can understand that you just found her after she was missing for three years, but you are telling me about a top-secret plan. Can you please not bring a woman with you? It makes me feel like I'm discussing business with a playboy."
Baru Hun didn't care. He stood up holding his sleeping wife and said, "You can also bring your woman here. I definitely don't have as much nonsense as you."
He finished speaking and walked towards the door. "Alright, I have to hurry back. I'll arrange for someone to come over and contact your people. I'll keep those parasites of yours under control. They might touch my money, but they won't be able to spend it."
"I know you're saving money for your son to marry. Don't worry, I'll also invest in it and make sure no one dares to have any bad intentions."
Yingbai stood up and personally sent him to the plane. Watching the plane take off, he couldn't tell whether he was envious or relieved.
The brave young man who single-handedly ventured into the tropical rainforest and saved himself from danger many times has now gone through many hardships and finally reached a high position with a wife and children in his arms.
The brave always have tears in their eyes.
Ba Chuang was awakened from his dream by his mother's gentle voice.
"Baby, we're home, wake up."
The fat boy sleeping in his father's arms suddenly opened his eyes and saw his mother's pretty face. Then he rubbed his eyes.
"Auntie, are we in Yangon?"
"Well, we're home, baby." Nanxi said, pointing to the beautiful garden outside the car window, "Look, baby, this is the Yiya Manor that Mom told you about, our home. We are in the front yard now. Past the guardhouse and office building is our main courtyard."
"Wow, it's just like what Mom drew. Our house is so big. Dad, I want to ride a bike here." Ba Chuang rolled down the car window and lay on it to plan his future game projects.
"Okay, don't even mention bicycles. You can even ride a horse if you want. There's a horse in the stable in the backyard. Ask your uncle Boha to take you for a ride when he's on vacation."
"Hahaha... Okay..." Ba Chuang nodded repeatedly, "If only Ling Yuhao were here, I could race horses with him."
The friend who used to be with him every day is suddenly no longer around, but he still keeps talking about him.
Balu and Nanxi looked at each other, not wanting the grudges between adults to affect the friendship of the children.
"A Chuang, Wu Jie, whom I told you about later, as well as Dan Min and Zhan Zhan, are all at the manor. You can play with them. When Wu Xiao and the Hong siblings have their holidays, they will also come over. Then you can play together."
"Dad, will they listen to me?" Ba Chuang asked curiously.
The tall father looked down at him and said, "They are all older than you, what do you think?"
"Ling Yuhao is older than me, so he didn't listen to me. Now they are older than me too, and no one wants to be my younger brother. I am the youngest. Mom, why didn't you give birth to me earlier..."
When he thought about playing with a group of kids older than him and still not being able to be the leader, Ba Chuang got angry and started to pull Nanxi.
"Mom, I don't want to play with them. Please give me some brothers. I want to be the eldest..."
Nanxi frowned and glared at her husband. Just as she was about to speak to comfort her son, her husband held her shoulders and she swallowed the words back.
"A Chuang, remember, in Myanmar, men are not divided by size. Strength is what counts. Fists and guns determine your position."
Although she felt that her son was still young, Nanxi knew that her husband's survival rules were the most suitable in this land. She finally nodded when her son looked at her for confirmation.
"I understand, Dad."
The car finally stopped next to the magnificent, specially designed, thickened explosion-proof door behind the office building. The electronic doors slowly opened from both sides, welcoming the owner of the manor home.
The shuttle bus had been waiting there for a long time. The driver stepped forward and saluted respectfully. Then, a group of people marched into the main courtyard, which was like a moon surrounded by stars.
"Uncle Long, Xixi..."
Before the car came to a complete stop, Wu Jie had already rushed over impatiently. The little boy, who was not very tall when he left, had grown a lot taller now. It felt a bit oppressive to stand next to him, but Wu Jie's vigorous energy only increased.
The boy knew that he had grown up and could no longer hug Xixi and act like a spoiled child. After meeting Uncle Long's cold eyes, he just touched his nose awkwardly, and finally clasped his hands together and changed his words respectfully.
"Aunt."
"Ajie has grown up." Nanxi said with a smile.
After not seeing each other for three years, the eleven or twelve-year-old boy is no longer the boy who used to call him Xixi and challenge Uncle Long by threatening to marry her. He has finally learned to be respectful and greet him with the etiquette of an elder.
"Aunt, are you okay? Do you miss us?" Wu Jie choked up and asked the question he had been holding back for three years.
"Yes, Ajie, I miss you guys every day." Nanxi's eyes were filled with tears and her voice was choked with sobs.
"Mom, don't cry. The baby is here." Ba Chuang saw his mother crying. He bent down from his father's shoulder and wanted to wipe her tears, but his father got there first and pressed her head into his chest. "Okay, let's talk inside."
"Uncle Long, is this my brother Long?" Wu Jie smiled and looked up at the coolly dressed little boy riding on his uncle Long's shoulders, his eyes full of surprise. He really looked exactly like Uncle Long.
"Yeah." Baru put his son down and rubbed his head. "Call someone."
Ba Chuang waved at Wu Jie, "Hi, hello, my name is Ba Chuang, you can call me Ah Chuang, this is my father, your general, from now on, you will follow me."
He spoke seriously.
Wu Jie suppressed a laugh and squatted down to look him in the eye. "Boy, you're quite brave. You want me to follow you?"
"What else?" Ba Chuang raised his chin proudly. "My father said that the strong are king here. I can hit the target with my slingshot every time, so I am a strong man. Besides, my father is the highest-ranking official here, a general. You have to follow me."
Wu Jie slapped him on the head, "Fuck you! Your father is my father's soldier. You have to be my little brother, understand?"
Baru didn't bother to pay attention to them and handed his son to Wu Jie. "Okay, you two go practice and let the results speak for themselves."
As he spoke, he took his wife's hand and walked into the hall.
Wu Jie grabbed Ba Chuang's neck and carried him to the backyard.
"Honey, will Wu Jie beat the baby?" Nanxi asked worriedly. After all, Nanxi had seen how much of a troublemaker Wu Jie was.
"It's okay. Men's feelings are earned through fighting. I used to beat Zhan Peng to death, but he always surrendered under my beatings."
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