Upon seeing Jiang Weidong, Xiaoxing screamed and ran towards him, shouting "Daddy!"
Jiang Weidong picked up the little star, who looked like a small cannonball, and then scooped up the little sun, whose eyes were sparkling as it looked at him. One boy and one girl, perfectly balanced.
Then, looking at Little Star, he frowned and said, "Daughter, how did you become a little lump of coal? You're even darker than Dad was when he was a child!"
Then, looking at the still-refined little sun, he sighed and said, "Son, you should switch with your sister."
"I think you should give up on this idea. They're doing just fine as they are."
Looking at Lin Wangshu walking towards him, Jiang Weidong smiled helplessly and said, "I really don't have any hands left to hug my little moon."
Lin Wangshu blushed slightly upon hearing this and muttered softly, "Who wants you to hug me?"
"I misspoke. I meant I wanted to hug you. I've missed you these past few days." Seeing through her insincerity, Jiang Weidong chuckled.
Little Star is a clever little thing. Upon hearing this, she immediately struggled to get down, giggling as she said, "Then my brother and I will get down, and Daddy will hug Mommy."
Little Sun stared at Lin Wangshu for a while, then leaned close to Jiang Weidong's ear and said, "Mom is blushing, Dad, you need to be more proactive."
Listening to the two little adults talking like that, Lin Wangshu slapped their little bottoms uncomfortably, "Shut up!"
Jiang Weidong bent down and put the two down, opened his arms to Lin Wangshu, smiled slightly, and whispered, "Come on, let your brother give you a hug."
The familiar address I hadn't heard in a long time, and it was in the old Jiang family courtyard, with two little children looking up with curious expressions.
Lin Wangshu's face flushed, and she quickly stepped forward, covered his mouth, and said in a mix of embarrassment and annoyance, "Can't you be serious for once!"
Jiang Weidong laughed heartily, pulled her into his arms, and whispered a complaint in her ear, "Little liar, you said you'd be back soon."
Ya Ning, stretching as she came out of the house, couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene. She jokingly said, "Second brother, you're too impatient. Your wife isn't going to get lost here."
Upon hearing Ya Ning's voice, Lin Wangshu let out a soft "Ah," hurriedly pushed Jiang Weidong away, and awkwardly lowered her head, tidying her hair.
Jiang Weidong showed no sign of panic, and smiled calmly, "They haven't been back for so long, so I came to see them and revisit this place."
Then he naturally changed the subject, "Where do Mom and Dad and Aunt live?"
Ya Ning, knowing when to stop, continued the conversation, saying, "They thought their house was too cramped, so they're staying at a guesthouse. You've come at the right time; they're planning to go target practice today."
Jiang Weidong raised an eyebrow in surprise and looked at Lin Wangshu, saying, "You want to play with guns too?"
"No way?" Lin Wangshu said defiantly, hearing his tone.
"Of course, I'll teach you then." Jiang Weidong seemed enthusiastic and radiant.
"Me too, I want to try too!" Little Star excitedly raised her hand, eager to give it a go.
Jiang Weidong tapped her on the head and said disapprovingly, "No, children shouldn't touch guns."
When they arrived at the firing range, Jiang Defu, Lao Ding, and Ouyang Yi had already gotten into position, looking like they were ready to have a showdown.
Little Star had never seen anything like this before. His eyes lit up with excitement. He clapped excitedly at Jiang Defu, who had raised his gun, and shouted, "Go Grandpa! Grandpa will win!"
Hearing her cheers, Jiang Defu felt even more energized and waved at her, "You wait, Grandpa will give you a perfect 10!"
Old Ding snorted enviously, "Not bad, this foreign aid is quite impressive."
Jiang Defu chuckled, his tail practically wagging in smugness. "What can we do? Your grandchildren aren't around."
Ouyang Yi couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted him, saying, "Alright, Lao Jiang, let's get started already, stop dawdling."
As the soldier beside him waved the red flag, Jiang Defu's eyes sharpened instantly, and with a few swift and decisive bangs, he pulled the trigger.
When Little Star saw this, he clapped his hands in a very respectful manner, saying, "Grandpa is so amazing!"
Hearing her loud and boisterous voice, Lin Wangshu smiled and glanced at her, "You're really good at creating atmosphere."
Anjie smiled and shook her head, saying to Xiaoxing, "If you keep praising him, your grandpa will be so proud he'll fly to the sky."
Sure enough, Jiang Defu was all smiles, waving to Xiaoxing incessantly, his wrinkles deepening.
Then, with an air of confidence, he walked past the startled Ouyang Yi, and chuckled maliciously a few times.
Just as An Jie was boasting to An Xin that Jiang Defu could hit the bullseye every time even with his eyes closed, several soldiers ran over with target paper.
Then came Jiang Defu's voice breaking through his defenses, "How is that possible? How could I miss? There must be something wrong with the pistol's sights."
In stark contrast, Ouyang Yi's voice was filled with ecstatic joy: "Ten rings! Ten rings! I got a ten!"
An Jie's smile froze, and she awkwardly fanned herself with her fan, while An Xin leisurely waved her fan and said, "I'll go check on Lao Ou."
After the three of them finished their match, Lin Wangshu couldn't wait any longer and pulled Jiang Weidong forward, saying, "Hurry up, teach me."
Jiang Weidong took the pistol, first ejected the bullets, and patiently taught her to hold the gun with both hands, with her feet slightly apart and shoulder-width apart, and that her eyes, the sights, and the bullseye should be in a straight line.
Lin Wangshu carefully memorized the target, but after actually firing the gun, he looked at the target paper and found that every shot missed the target!
Jiang Weidong gritted his teeth, trying not to show a smile, but Little Star laughed out loud, showing no mercy, "Mommy got a zero!"
Lin Wangshu sighed dejectedly, "How come I didn't hit the target at all? Even just one ring would have been good enough."
Jiang Weidong's heart softened at the sight, so he took another pistol and put it in her hand. He then stood behind her, holding her hand and raising it.
"My husband will take you."
His voice was deep and close to her ear. Lin Wangshu felt a warm breath that tickled her heart.
Then Lin Wangshu felt her index finger twitch. While she was distracted, several gunshots rang out, smoke drifted past her eyes, and it was over.
After receiving the target paper, Lin Wangshu saw that every shot was a bullseye. She exclaimed with joy, hugged Jiang Weidong, and jumped up and down excitedly, "You're amazing!"
An Jie's face lit up with a smile again as she said to An Xin, "Old Jiang is getting old, but my son is still very capable, just like his father was in his youth!"
Seeing Lin Wangshu's admiring gaze, Jiang Weidong smiled calmly, "It's nothing."
Seeing this, Lin Wangshu hooked her little finger around his finger, her eyes shining, and whispered, "I really want to kiss you."
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