Wang Xiaolan was afraid that it would affect their relationship as mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, so she had to accept it. Wang Xiaolan took out a hundred-year-old ginseng and some nourishing medicine from her space and gave them to Old Lady Qian, but Old Lady Qian refused to accept it.
"My daughter, this gift is too heavy. I am embarrassed to accept it."
Wang Xiaolan pretended to be angry and said, "If you don't accept it, I won't accept your jade bracelet."
Granny Qian had no choice but to accept it.
Wang Xiaolan sent them to the car and told her that she could come back whenever she wanted to stay, as the door was always open for her.
Just as the car started, Aunt Qiao, carrying a package, panted and called out, "Stop."
Granny Qian stuck her head out of the car window, smiling broadly, and said, "Sister Qiao."
Aunt Qiao complained, "Sister, you're leaving so soon. I really don't want to let you go." Then she stuffed the package into the car.
Granny Qian, with tears in her eyes, said goodbye, "I'll come back to see you when I have time."
Aunt Qiao wiped her tears and said, "Old sister, I, I can't bear to leave you..."
The car started as they were reluctant to leave. As they watched the car disappear into the distance, Wang Xiaolan supported Aunt Qiao and walked into her yard to comfort her. Seeing that Wang Xiaolan was busy, Aunt Qiao hurriedly said goodbye.
After Wang Xiaolan and Master Zhang settled their wages, she began to clean up the house. After finishing the cleaning, she went to the post office and called her eldest brother Zeng Cheng, asking him to send Yu Wenlin and the two children over.
After returning from the post office, Wang Xiaolan sat on the sofa, looking a little tired. She gently picked up a cup of steaming hot tea and took a sip carefully. The warm and mellow tea aroma instantly spread in her mouth, making her feel comfortable and relaxed.
At the same time, her eyes were like light butterflies, dancing leisurely in this newly renovated house.
The first thing that catches your eye is the walls that are so new that they seem to reflect your shadow. They emit a faint, almost imperceptible smell of paint, like the mist in the forest in the early morning, fresh and charming.
She shifted her gaze slightly upwards and could see the exquisite antique carvings on the ceiling. The delicate lines and intricate patterns intertwined together to form a magnificent painting.
Finally, her gaze slowly settled on the antique bluestone floor beneath her feet. Each slab had been meticulously polished, smooth as a mirror. The gaps between the slabs were tightly connected, as if a texture woven by nature itself.
All this perfect restoration work has made the house regain its former glory, making people feel as if they have traveled through time and space, back to that era full of stories and legends.
In this quiet and peaceful atmosphere, a figure suddenly appeared in Wang Xiaolan's mind - Zhao Lihan.
This is my husband, someone I'm very close to. I haven't heard from him in ages. Now I don't know where he is.
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Meanwhile, Zhao Lihan received an order from his superiors to participate in a closed-door training session. At that moment, he was sitting in a helicopter with his comrades. The cabin was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere, as everyone quietly awaited the next schedule.
Time passed minute by minute. About an hour later, squad leader Tian Fugui suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the cabin door.
His steady, powerful hands gripped the handle tightly, then he pulled hard. With a slight mechanical creak, the door slowly opened. A powerful gust of air instantly rushed into the cabin, rustling everyone's hair and clothing.
Tian Fugui stood inside the helicopter, pointed his right index finger at the vast expanse of white outside, and shouted, "Look, teammates! We've finally found the destination we've been searching for with so much difficulty!"
His voice was serious and loud, as if he wanted to tell everyone that they were about to face a severe test here.
However, at this moment, the helicopter did not land on the ground as everyone expected, but continued to circle in the air. The propellers made a huge roar, stirring the surrounding air and forming a powerful airflow.
Zhao Lihan and his comrades crowded around the windows, eagerly peering out. Their gazes pierced the transparent glass, landing on the lush, verdant mountains below. The rolling hills stretched endlessly, like the open green embrace of Mother Earth.
The mountain peaks tower into the clouds, shrouded in mist, like a mysterious fairyland. The trees on the mountain are lush and intertwined with branches and leaves.
The soldiers looked at everything in front of them and looked at Tian Fugui with confusion.
At that moment, Huang Yong's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He could no longer suppress his inner confusion and shock, and impatiently asked, "Squad Leader, don't be ridiculous! Is this really where we're going to train? No matter how I look at it, it looks like a primeval forest!"
Another soldier, He Han, said, "This is even more terrifying than naval training."
Zhao Lihan immediately said, "Everyone, please stop talking. Squad Leader, by doing this, you are responsible for our future safety. I don't think anyone wants to die out there!"
Tian Fugui, clutching the map tightly in his hand, raised his arm slightly, waving it in the air a few times. Then, with a serious, unsmiling expression, he responded, "Zhao Lihan is right. If I don't train you so rigorously, can you guarantee that your opponents will show mercy when they face real ammunition in the future?"
Hearing this, Huang Yong did not refute, but said awkwardly: "Squad leader, can you lower the plane a little? Jumping down like this..."
Tian Fugui's expression remained sullen, unmoved. He issued another order in an unquestionable tone: "This is an order, and you cannot bargain. Hurry up and jump down immediately!"
At this moment, the entire squad skillfully shouldered the carefully prepared equipment, which seemed to become one with them, a part of their bodies. The heavy backpacks, sharp weapons, and various necessary supplies were all securely fastened to the soldiers' sturdy backs.
Then, the team walked towards the hatch with firm and powerful steps.
A suffocatingly powerful wind blew like a ferocious beast, swooping down with its fangs and claws bared. This wind, with its boundless power and majesty, seemed to want to stop the warriors in their tracks.
However, faced with such strong winds, the soldiers had no intention of retreating. Instead, they straightened their backs and bravely moved forward to face the strong wind.
Squad leader Tian Fugui stood by the cabin door with a solemn expression. The map in his hand was rustling in the wind, as if this small piece of paper would be blown away by the wind in the next second.
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