Yang Niannian felt a little guilty. If Lu Shishen knew that she almost got into trouble when she returned this time, he would definitely not allow her to go around alone in the future.

I can't let him worry about me when he's on a mission.

It’s better not to tell the truth.

She cleared her throat. "Well... I met him when I was staying in a small hotel after getting off the train. It was dark after I got off the train, so I looked for a small hotel to stay in. He happened to be staying in a hotel as well. From his accent, I could tell he was from Ancheng, but I didn't know which town he was from."

There was a trace of inquiry in Lu Shishen's eyes, and he frowned and asked, "Is he the only one?"

Yang Niannian didn't know why he asked that, so she answered half-truthfully, "There are two other men. I think they look like businessmen."

As for whether they are doing legitimate business, I am not sure. Those people seem ruthless and do not look like thugs.

Especially the man who looks like An An, he is too eye-catching.

Lu Shi was silent for two seconds. "How similar is he to An An? What are their characteristics?"

Yang Niannian thought about it carefully, "I think they look about 50% alike! The eyebrows and eyes are especially similar, but when he smiles, his face is full of peach blossoms, very charming and devilish."

After saying that, Fang realized that Lu Shishen's question was a bit strange and did not fit his usual style. He seemed to be very interested in that man.

Yang Niannian suddenly became a little excited, as if some secret was about to come to light.

I couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure An An's father is dead? Did you see him die with your own eyes? Was the body brought back? Or, is he just missing?"

Lu Shishen didn't expect her logical thinking to be so strong, so he changed the subject, "Did those people cause you any trouble?"

Yang Niannian felt guilty when he looked at her. Her eyes wandered around and she didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"No, no, why would they bother me? I don't even know him..."

Lu Shi interrupted her in a serious tone, "Tell the truth."

Yang Niannian suspected that Lu Shishen had installed a camera on her. How come he was like he was there and knew that she was not telling the truth?

Is her acting so bad now?

Seeing that she couldn't hide it, she could only tell the truth, but she still deliberately kept things simple.

"The man with him was an old pervert. He was planning to break into my room at night. Later, the man who looked like An An came to report the incident and let me go. Don't worry, I was smart. I wasn't injured or frightened, and I didn't have a direct conflict with them."

"By the way, when I came back, I ran into him again on the train. He came to Haicheng with those two men."

Lu Shishen frowned, his eyes full of worry, and repeated his previous words, "No matter what happens in the future, don't go out alone."

It is very dangerous for a girl to travel far away. If she meets a bad person or has bad luck, the consequences will be disastrous.

Yang Niannian was a little embarrassed, "What if I go to Beijing to study?"

Lu Shishen looked at her and said, "I'll take you there."

Yang Niannian stared at Lu Shishen for a while. She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she actually saw a trace of panic in Lu Shishen’s eyes, as if he was afraid of losing her.

Is it the psychological shadow left by that 'nightmare'?

It turns out that no matter how strong a man is, he has a fragile side.

Yang Niannian felt sorry for him and hugged him to comfort him, "Okay, don't worry, I will protect myself well and won't run around anymore."

Lu Shishen couldn't do anything with her. He wanted to say something but didn't.

A burnt smell came out of the pot, and Yang Niannian then remembered that there was still braised pork cooking on the stove. She let go of Lu Shishen and hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot.

"It's over. It's burnt."

The atmosphere became much more lively after this disturbance.

Yang Niannian took the braised pork out of the pot and cooked some tomato soup. The kitchen was filled with the aroma of food, which made her stomach rumble.

An An and Lu Ruoling also smelled the fragrance and came to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

Lu Ruoling looked at the food on the table, her eyes sparkling. "Second sister-in-law, our meal is too sumptuous, isn't it? Except for the last time you went back to hold a banquet, I have never eaten such a sumptuous meal. In the past, during festivals, my parents would buy pig hearts and lungs to eat. They were cheap."

People in the countryside eat coarse grains. Before my second brother got married, our family ate brown rice during festivals. How could we have eaten so much white rice and eaten as much as we wanted?

Is she living a life like a fairy?

I really want to slap myself in the face to see if I am dreaming.

Yang Niannian, "Eat as much as you want. You'll be able to have a full meal every day here. Just tell me what you want to eat and I'll buy it and cook it for you. You can also cook it yourself."

Lu Ruoling's eyes lit up, "Second sister-in-law, have you made a fortune here?"

She'd been to the scrap yard, but she had no idea how much money she could make collecting junk.

An An looked proud and said, "Aunt is the big boss of the scrap yard."

Lu Ruoling was thinking about how much money the big boss could make in a month. After thinking for a while, she asked, "Second sister-in-law, can you make one or two hundred yuan a month?"

Without waiting for Yang Niannian to answer, An An said like an adult, "It must be more than that. I think I can make three hundred."

Yang Niannian was so amused by the questions and answers between the two that her stomach hurt from laughing.

Lu Shishen handed them the chopsticks and said, "Eat."

Lu Ruoling had been hungry for a long time, so she picked up her chopsticks and started to eat with relish. The braised pork smelled so good, and how come the shredded potatoes were so delicious?

Yang Niannian hadn't had a proper meal in the past few days, and she hadn't eaten anything for the whole day on the train, so she was starving.

Needless to say, An An was a child running outside all day and got hungry quickly. Wang Fengjiao's family conditions were such that it was considered good for them to eat meat once a week.

Only Lu Shishen, no matter how hungry he was, still ate in a handsome manner, without any sign of wolfing down his food.

As expected of a great general who had been disciplined in his previous life, some of his living habits have long been engraved in his bones.

…

By the way, the atmosphere in Political Commissar Zhang's home was not very pleasant. He returned home and saw his daughter cooking in the kitchen, and asked with a frown.

"Why are you cooking? Where's your mom?"

Political Commissar Zhang was determined to bring up his children into talent, and he never allowed them to enter the kitchen since they were young. This became an explicit rule in the family.

Zhang Yuting saw her father coming back, as if she had seen a savior, "My mother is upset after knowing that Nian Nian was admitted to university. She is lying in bed. You should go and persuade her!"

Political Commissar Zhang walked into the inner room with a gloomy face. Ding Lanying was lying on the bed with her back to the door. When she heard the noise, she turned her head to take a look, then turned back.

"What are you doing?" Political Commissar Zhang asked dissatisfiedly.

"What did I do?" Ding Landing was angry. "I feel so uncomfortable that I can't even lie down in bed and rest?"

Who would feel comfortable? But what can we do if we feel uncomfortable?

If outsiders knew about this, they would laugh at them behind their backs.

Political Commissar Zhang said with a straight face, "The news that Captain Lu's wife had just been admitted to university came out, and you turned your face away and pretended to be sick. You made it so obvious, what will outsiders say about us?"

It would be fine if I didn't mention this matter, but as soon as I mentioned Ding Lanying I got filled with anger.

"Is it possible that the old leader is behind this? How could a country girl like Yang Niannian be admitted to Beijing University?"

If he had just been admitted to a university, she wouldn't have been so angry, but he was admitted to a school that was a hundred times better than her daughter's. It would be strange for her to feel happy.

After thinking about it, I feel that this is not normal.