Actually, it's not bad here, especially the border guards. They are all on guard duty and patrolling with live ammunition. If they encounter any suspicious enemy agents, they don't need to wait for orders from above; they have the right and the qualification to open fire directly.
"It's time to take my annual leave this year. Going back to see Dad and Mom will put my mind at ease, won't it?"
Ye Wanying felt a sweet warmth in her heart: "Okay, then I'll go home for the New Year. My mom will definitely be very happy." She finally revealed a girlish charm, making the man in the driver's seat want to hold her in his arms.
That evening, Tuanzi returned home from logistics and searched the house but couldn't find anyone. She rushed to Ye Wanying and yelled:
"Mommy, Mommy, where's Uncle? Why hasn't he come back yet? Did he go out to fight again?"
By the end, he had completely transformed into an adult who was worried about his uncle.
Hmph, you're clearly the elder, how come you like fighting so much? Every time you come home, you're bruised and battered, covered in purple bruises, and now you even dare not come home.
Tuanzi was fuming, looking like he would definitely spank his uncle if he suddenly appeared in front of him.
Ye Wanying was drinking goji berry tea when her son yelled at her, causing her to spit it out: "Cough cough, cough cough cough, who told you that your uncle went to fight?" she asked curiously, wondering who had given her son such a misconception.
If that idiot Ye Chenyang still dares to fight outside after my previous threat, I'll have to admire him.
Tuanzi tugged at her hair, which had grown quite a bit longer, and said in a low voice, "Mommy, everyone saw it~" She bent over and arched her bottom as she leaned closer to Ye Wanying.
"So, what exactly did you see?"
Tuanzi then lifted her clothes, bent her finger and pointed to her back: "Mommy, it's here. Uncle has a lot of red and blue marks here. That's from fighting."
Ye Wanying finally understood. It must have been that Ye Chenyang had been secretly watching him apply medicine to his wounds every night without noticing.
"Hmm, how did you know those marks were from a fight?"
A two-year-old knows so much?
Tuanzi whispered in his mother's ear, "Mommy, let me tell you quietly, that aunt upstairs has a lot of marks on her body just like Uncle's. Fatty, those are from his dad hitting her."
Hearing her son's words, Ye Wanying was surprised for a moment, then pulled her son to stand in front of her: "Stand still, Mom has something to ask you."
Upon hearing this, Tuanzi immediately stood up straight: "Okay, Tuanzi is ready, Mommy, please ask."
Pfft, is this imitating robot speech?
"Did the chubby guy upstairs tell you that his dad hit his mom?"
"Yes, Fatty has done it several times already. His dad is so fierce, he even hit his mom with a cup."
Isn't this a typical case of domestic violence?
However, the current laws are not as comprehensive as those of later generations, and there is no domestic violence law. Moreover, in such cases, the military wife could have come forward or sought help from her superiors, right?
But there was nothing there, and it was a child who sneaked out. From this, you can see that it was a case of one willing to give and the other willing to receive, and neither of them intended to make a fuss.
Ye Wanying then held her son on her lap, cuddling him with exceptional tenderness.
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