Uncle Huang, what brings you here? Is something the matter? It turned out that Dr. Huang had come to town to see Mayor Zhang Hengyuan. Seeing Dr. Huang arrive, he was somewhat surprised, thinking that something had happened to him.
"It's alright," Dr. Huang waved his hand. "I came to borrow the phone to make a call to Taihe." Dr. Huang realized it had been five years since he'd contacted his family.
When he left, he was utterly despondent and didn't know if he could survive. But he gritted his teeth and persevered, promising Qingxiao that he would live on until the Black and White Impermanence of hell came to take him away. Only then would he go to find Qingxiao.
"Then you can call, Uncle. I'll go out for a walk. You can talk to Taihe slowly." Zhang Hengyuan would occasionally contact Dr. Huang's son, Huang Taihe, mainly to tell him about Dr. Huang's situation. Zhang Hengyuan knew that Dr. Huang hadn't contacted his son for many years.
Dr. Huang sat down and dialed the number for the commander's office of the Beijing Military Region. His nephew, Huang Tai'an, had given him the number. He had learned last winter that his eldest son had become a commander. So young, to have reached this position—it seemed those people had been very supportive.
The call connected. "Hello, this is Huang Taihe, the commander of the General Military Region," came the voice of a man with a deep, resonant voice.
"Yes, this is Huang Zhenhua." There was no response for a long time. Dr. Huang frowned. "Hello, can you hear me?"
"I heard you, I heard you! Dad, how are you doing?" Huang Taihe quickly asked, snapping out of his daze. He had called his own father, which had stunned him.
I'm doing well; you probably already know the details, so I won't go into too much detail. How are things going with you and Taizhou? How are your two daughters-in-law? How are your Jiaming and Jiaxin? And how is Jiawei from Taizhou's family?
When Dr. Huang left, his eldest son's first child was already three years old, and he later had another child. His youngest son was not yet born when he left, but was born three years later, and he currently has one child.
Although he didn't go back home after the baby was born, he asked his nephew Huang Tai'an to bring gifts and money to his two daughters-in-law and the baby. He also paid for a nanny to take care of them during their postpartum period and to look after the baby.
Dad, we're all doing well, my wife is doing well, and the three kids are doing well too. They're all quite mischievous and active now. The nanny you hired has been taking care of the kids, and since my wife and sister-in-law are at work, the kids are being looked after by Auntie and Grandma Huang.
"Dad, when are you coming home?" Huang Taihe's voice was a little soft when he said this, and his eyes were red where Dr. Huang couldn't see. He had admired and respected his parents since he was a child. He knew that his parents were outstanding military doctors and great soldiers.
Despite being busy with work, his parents didn't neglect him and his younger brother. They always gave them positive energy and emotional support. Whenever they had free time, they would take them out to play. They would tell them many stories about military expeditions, their experiences during the War of Resistance against Japan, and the events that occurred.
From a young age, his parents told him and his younger brother that the leaders of China were great and worthy of respect, and that the soldiers of China were the most resilient, unafraid of difficulties, hardships, or sacrifices, and that they bravely forged ahead to protect the land of China.
When he and his brother reached the required age, they immediately joined the army and participated in battles large and small. Even after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were still many foreign enemies lurking in China, looking for opportunities to make a comeback and carry out aggression.
Before, with my parents around, I could endure the pain and hardship even when I was hurt. I knew someone would care about me and someone would be waiting for me to come home.
Father won't be going back for now, but he will, it's just not the right time yet. Don't worry, we, father and son, will be reunited.
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