"Xinyi, let's find a way to send Uncle Zhao home!" Cheng Haoyu said with a choked voice. He then turned and walked to the uncle with a smile on his face. "Uncle Zhao, your son performed exceptionally well on the battlefield. The leaders really appreciated him, so they kept him here."
Zheng Xinyi looked at Cheng Haoyu in surprise. She didn't expect that Cheng Haoyu would lie to Uncle Zhao.
Uncle Zhao's features lit up with joy: "How did you know? Did you see my son?"
Cheng Haoyu's eyes were blurred with tears. He swallowed and responded in a hoarse voice, "Yes, I saw Xishun some time ago."
"How is my son? Why hasn't he written to home?" Uncle Zhao asked.
Cheng Haoyu frowned slightly and lowered his head helplessly. He really didn't know how to face Uncle Zhao. Zheng Xinyi saw this situation and immediately stepped forward to help: "Because he was too busy on the battlefield, he didn't have time to write home. When we came back this time, Xishun specially asked us to report to you that we are safe."
Uncle Zhao nodded slightly, "I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay. I don't know why. I've been feeling this inexplicable tightness in my chest lately."
"Uncle Zhao, your son is extremely outstanding. He is your pride and the pride of our entire country." Zheng Xinyi said from the bottom of her heart.
Hearing such praise, Uncle Zhao was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
"Uncle Zhao, let us take you home!" Cheng Haoyu said.
Uncle Zhao nodded slightly and said, "Okay, as long as Xishun is okay, I'll be happy."
Afterwards, Cheng Haoyu and Zheng Xinyi, one on each side, supported the old man back home. When they opened the door, they were stunned. A woman was sitting on the kang, holding her one-month-old baby, crying silently. When she saw someone come in, she secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and forced a smile: "Dad, you're back."
"Fen'er, this is Xishun's childhood friend, Cheng Haoyu, and this is his wife. They both work in the army. They just told me that they saw Xishun some time ago and that Xishun is doing very well now and is appreciated by the leaders." Uncle Zhao told Fen'er the good news with some excitement.
Fener was slightly stunned, and looked at Cheng Haoyu and Zheng Xinyi with an indescribable look.
"What are you still standing there for? Go and pour them some water?" Uncle Zhao said in a commanding tone.
"No need. We've been out for a while. It's time to go back. If we're any later, our families will be worried." Cheng Haoyu spoke to postpone the conversation.
"Fen'er, go and see them off quickly." Uncle Zhao returned his clothes to Cheng Haoyu and said to Fen'er, who was standing beside him like a statue.
Fen'er came to her senses and hurried to see them off.
After walking out of the room, Fen'er glanced at Uncle Zhao who was trying to cheer up the children, and whispered to them, "Thank you. Actually, I know you did this to make my dad happy."
"You already know?" Zheng Xinyi asked softly.
Fen'er nodded slightly, lowered her head and cried softly: "I know, I already knew it a long time ago, but Dad is old and I don't want to make him sad, so I never dared to tell him."
"Xishun sacrificed himself for the people, for all of us. He is great, a hero," Cheng Haoyu said solemnly.
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