The fourth battalion returned with full of honor.
Ying Mingcheng, wearing a big red flower on his chest, jumped out of the back of the military vehicle and ran a few steps to his family who came to greet him.
"Xiao Xi!" Ying Mingcheng pulled her into his arms, carefully holding her in his arms, fearing he would squeeze her belly. Then he called out to the people around him, "Grandpa and grandma!"
"Mingcheng, well done!" Grandma Ying was never stingy with praise and gave her eldest grandson a thumbs up.
Grandpa Ying, however, snorted twice, his hands behind his back. "I heard two kids in your camp were injured? Wait for them to make their own self-criticisms!"
"Can't you say a few nice words!" Grandma Ying slapped Grandpa Ying on the back and glared at him, instantly suppressing Grandpa Ying.
Ying Mingcheng didn't show it on his face, but he felt it was funny and familiar in his heart. When he returned home and ate the meal prepared by Aunt Da Chu, he sighed with satisfaction.
He didn't understand what satisfaction was before, but today he suddenly understood that having what he once had is a kind of satisfaction.
But soon, he found that something was wrong. How come Comrade Mu Huaixi, who had always been independent, became his grandmother's little follower?
He knew that his grandmother was a beauty both when she was young and now, and was loved by many people, but it was a bit too strange to turn his granddaughter-in-law into a little fangirl.
In the past, after lunch, Xiao Xi liked to lie on the kang table to bask in the sun, and if he was at home, he would make a cup of tea and stay with her for a while, but they both had to go to work in the afternoon, so such companionship was not long, which made it particularly precious.
After dinner today, Ying Mingcheng brought tea, but saw Xiaoxi, who should have been in a daze at the table on the kang, had already arrived at the door.
"What are you going to do?" he blurted out.
Xiao Xi smiled, kicked off her shoes on the ground and motioned him to come over.
Ying Mingcheng was puzzled, but he still came over to help her put on her shoes, and arched his back so that she could hold on more comfortably.
Mu Huaixi put on her shoes and stretched out her body before calling out to her grandmother who came out of the kitchen. "Grandma, I'm ready. Let's go for a walk!"
"Strolling..." Ying Mingcheng felt that Xiao Xi was a little strange, but she had already walked away affectionately holding her grandmother's arm, leaving him standing at the door.
It was Auntie Da Chu, who had just finished washing the dishes, who answered his question, "Xiao Xi is already a month old, so Madam accompanies her for a walk with her during every meal, and the leftover food accumulates."
This was actually a good thing, but he was still a little hurt when Xiao Xi left him without hesitation and ran towards her grandmother.
Not only that, after dinner, when he finally had some time alone with Xiaoxi, she kept talking about the interesting things that happened after her grandparents came over. Seeing that she was happy, Ying Mingcheng could only listen.
After waiting for her to finish and finally remember to care about herself, grandma called her to drink sweet soup.
After she came back with her eyes sparkling, the topic naturally turned to her grandmother. "Brother Cheng, how did grandpa and grandma get together? I heard what Aunt Da Chu said, and it felt like there seemed to be a story, but I didn't have the courage to ask."
"You want to know?" Ying Mingcheng rarely used his cunning. He glanced at the still busy kitchen and waved at her, "I can tell you this, but you can't let grandpa and grandma know."
"Okay!" Mu Huaixi's face glowed under the light, and her lips looked particularly moist because she had just drunk the soup, which made his eyes hot.
Ying Mingcheng glanced at the kitchen again, took her hand and walked out, "If you want to know, you have to tell her outside. It will be bad if grandma finds out."
Mu Huaixi was completely intrigued and followed him out obediently.
It was already late, so Ying Mingcheng took her for a walk around the yard and asked about her family. Then he sat down next to the quiet sandpit and began to tell her stories about his grandparents.
"My grandfather used to be the son of a wealthy family. Back then, when he went out to watch operas, the tips he gave were all small yellow croakers."
Mu Huaixi had thought that he was teasing her, but she didn't expect that Ying Mingcheng really had a talent for storytelling. His first sentence made her eyes widen in shock.
"He originally had a fiancée at home, but before they got married he joined the revolution. He was always busy fighting and never thought about getting married."
"When I first left home, I was seriously injured. That's when I met your grandfather."
"Your grandfather saved him, helped him conceal his identity, and gave him a lot of medicine - this medicine later saved grandma's life."
Seeing her eyes widen again, Ying Mingcheng touched her head with amusement and opened his arms to her, "The wind is blowing, do you want to hide here?"
Mu Huaixi was enjoying what she heard and patted him, but the night wind was really cold, so she reluctantly sat over and leaned on him.
Ying Mingcheng hugged her, put his hand on her belly, and sighed deeply. To be honest, it was only at this moment that he felt like he was home.
He was nudged by Xiao Xi's elbow, so he continued, "My grandfather fought his way from where your family is to the south, then from the south to the north, traveling through many places before finally arriving in Shengjing. There, he met my grandmother, who was with my grandfather's fiancée's son."
"Hmm?" Mu Huaixi turned her head, not understanding what he meant.
"My grandfather left, but he left my unmarried aunt, my grandmother's sister, in great hardship. Her fiancé ran away, her reputation was damaged, and she ended up marrying a clerk."
"The clerk used to work in a department store and could get by. But then there was chaos and the department store was bombed and destroyed. The clerk lost her job and had to return to her parents' home with her children."
"She didn't have a good life at her mother's house either. Only my grandmother helped her take care of the children."
"Later, her family fell into ruin, and she also fell ill. My grandmother took my uncle and fled to Shengjing by train. We originally wanted to seek refuge with relatives, but you know, relatives were unreliable back then."
"When my grandfather met my grandmother, she was singing in the theater. She was singing a piece of opera she had written herself." Ying Mingcheng tapped her cheek. "Guess what she wrote."
Mu Huaixi felt that she had listened to a very moving story, but she didn't expect him to suddenly ask her to guess the story within the story, "Hmm..."
A light bulb went off in her head, and she asked in disbelief, "Could it be Grandpa's story?"
"Yes, she wrote that grandpa was a scumbag who broke up his marriage and abandoned his wife," Ying Mingcheng curled his lips. His grandmother had always had a bad temper, and it was this hot temper that caught his grandfather's attention.
"Wow......"
Ying Mingcheng continued under her urging, "Grandpa found this play strange when he heard it. Later, he found out grandma's identity and took her back to raise them."
"My grandmother didn't like it. She scolded him every day and even splashed him with foot washing water."
"Then how did grandma agree to it later?" Mu Huaixi felt that if Ying Mingcheng hadn't said this, she would never have thought of it. After all, the relationship between grandpa and grandma is harmonious now, and they look like a loving couple who love each other. She didn't expect that they had such a relationship when they were young.
"Is this what love and hate mean..."
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