Yang Weirui roughly gestured to the location, and Rong Jin nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes, he was playing with his brother and accidentally fell on the neighbor's hoe and left it there!"
Rong Jin couldn't help but burst into tears when talking about his two sons. One died for the country, and the other disappeared since childhood. Who can understand the pain of seeing a young person die?
Now his youngest son who was living away from home has passed away early, and he is so heartbroken as he had held on to a glimmer of hope.
Rong Huaxin, who was crying with joy after the successful recognition of his son, hurried to comfort his excited old father, fearing that Rong Jin's emotions would fluctuate too much and he would faint from grief over his son's death.
Rong Jin wiped his tears and stared at Yang Yifei's face in a daze: "I didn't expect that Cheng'er passed away earlier than me. How could he have the heart to..."
It seemed as if in an instant, he had aged a dozen years.
His beloved wife died young, and Rong Jin remained single all his life. Unexpectedly, his eldest son and youngest son both died in battle, leaving only his daughter by his side to support each other.
Even the son-in-law is not a good man, and he almost succeeded in making the whole family wiped out.
Now the only younger generations in the family are Rong Huaqin’s four daughters and Yang Yifei, and it is not known whether this is good or bad.
At this time, Rong Jin couldn't help but glance at Xiang Lihua who was accompanying Yang Yifei, his eyes full of scrutiny.
I won’t say much about the horrible look of son-in-law Jiang Shengtian. Even Jiang Sifeng’s husband Xie Tingjie behaves in one way before marriage and another way after marriage. Isn’t the character of this grandson-in-law questionable?
The second granddaughter Jiang Sijin went abroad to study medicine and brought a son-in-law from the United States, which made Rong Jin very angry.
The remaining two granddaughters, Rong Yu and Rong Huo, showed no signs of love, so Rong Jin could only pray in his heart that they would not do anything weird.
The girls in his Rong family met some unspeakable beasts. I don’t know if it was because they did too much evil in their previous life and this is retribution in this life.
Xiang Lihua, who was treated as a "beast", looked back at him innocently, wondering why the old man suddenly looked so angry.
As God is my witness, he truly obeys his wife Yang Yifei's every word. Seriously speaking, Yang Yifei ranks fourth in his heart.
The top three are the country, the party and the people.
Seeing his expression, old man Rong Jin wanted to stand up and have a good chat with his grandson-in-law.
Yang Weirui stood up, took out his pocket watch, opened the hinge, took out a small portrait he had treasured, and handed it over: "This is the only photo of Yuelong left behind during his lifetime. Please take a look at it. If you have time, I will take Mianmian to work."
After the recognition is completed, the delayed work should also be picked up.
Xiang Mianmian never expected that the scene would switch from family to work in a second. She stood up blankly and tentatively asked, "Huh? Oh, then shall we go first?"
She had seen how dedicated Yang Weirui was to her work before, but today's scene was so shocking that it was difficult for Xiang Mianmian to continue.
Don't blame her for being slow to react. Who would have thought that Yang Weirui would be so focused on work when facing such wealthy and powerful relatives?
Although Mr. Rong Jin was dressed modestly, Mrs. Rong Huaxin looked very energetic and had never been involved in household chores. It was obvious that she came from a wealthy family.
A family like this wouldn't be that poor financially.
The two of them left in a hurry and went into the family compound to get the manuscript.
Yang Yifei was left alone to face his unfamiliar grandfather Rong Jin and aunt Rong Huayin. Yang Weirui solved the problem of recognizing his relatives, but he didn't care about his daughter at all and was not good at handling household affairs.
Again, if recognizing her relatives is not beneficial to her research, it will not occupy her mind.
Yang Yifei, who had been absent-minded and trying to cope with Rong Jin, couldn't help but watch his mother and Xiang Mianmian go to the family compound to get some information.
She rushed to her mother Yang Weirui's car, her eyes slightly red as she stubbornly waited for the result.
Soon, Xiang Mianmian took out the information and tilted her head to chat with Yang Weirui about stealth fighters. Both of them looked thoughtful and were obviously immersed in research.
Yang Yifei grabbed his mother and said, "Mianmian, excuse me for delaying you two for ten minutes. I have something to ask my mom."
After saying that, he dragged Yang Weirui, who was still in shock, to a secluded place nearby and asked stubbornly, "Mom, why do you always leave me behind? Is work always more important than me?"
What she wanted to say was the word "love", but she hesitated countless times and still couldn't ask it out loud.
How ridiculous! She is almost thirty years old and still craving for maternal love. Hasn't she been weaned yet?
The figure that Yang Weirui saw when she stepped out of the room just now was just like every time when she was a child and helplessly watched her mother work for herself, and the house became as silent as death.
Although she has many comrades, uncles and aunts to take care of her, the feeling of having her own mother is different!
Does Yang Weirui understand the implicit love in his daughter's words?
She doesn't understand.
She experienced national hatred and family feuds in her youth, and her husband who shared her feelings passed away in her youth. She spent most of her life facing experiments in the research institute.
Who will have time to teach her what love is?
The heart that Yang Yuelong had finally warmed up was only broken by the tragic news of Yang Yifei's sacrifice when he heard it when he was three years old.
Faced with her husband's few relics, Yang Weirui put aside all distractions in her mind and focused on developing weapons to strengthen the country, ignoring everything else.
Even though many people wanted to re-establish a family with her, Yang Weirui always dismissed them with a single word: she didn't have time.
On the day her daughter Yang Yifei inherited her father's will and joined the army, she sat on the rooftop of the laboratory for the first time, hesitating all night but still not saying a word of objection.
Now facing his daughter's question, Yang Weirui pursed his lips and smoothed the wrinkles on his daughter's shoulders:
"I'm sorry, Mom can't be at home with you as you grow up. My mission is just as important as the mission you're carrying out. Do you understand?"
She stared at her daughter's tearful eyes with a guilty look, and her voice was soft but full of determination.
In fact, judging from the importance of the mission, Yang Weirui's research is far more important than Yang Yifei killing seventeen people in one battle.
On the battlefield, if a person has high martial arts skills and can deal with more than a dozen people, he can be considered brave and fearless, but what about hundreds or thousands of people?
Even with the support of hot weapons, the results can only be achieved by a hundred people at most, which is a rare occurrence.
Once Yang Weirui's aircraft research is successful, this war will not happen at all, and the peace between the two countries will be directly maintained. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will only need to step in to fight for their interests.
Sun Tzu's Art of War: Offensive Strategy states: "The best military operation is to attack the enemy's plans, the next best is to attack their alliances, the next best is to attack their troops, and the worst is to attack their cities. Attacking a city is a last resort."
The best strategy is to defeat the enemy without fighting, and the worst method is to wage war between two countries.
Yang Weirui's research results can protect thousands of families from war, including her daughter!
She races against time, but why doesn't her daughter understand her painstaking efforts and instead becomes entangled in the question of whether work or her daughter is more important?
Yang Yifei was speechless. She was asking about the love a mother had for her daughter, so how did it get involved with the interests of family and country?
Both of them were masters of implicit expression and did not understand each other's meaning at all. They clearly loved each other deeply, but they spoke of it as if it was nothing.
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