Grandma also said, "Our son looks exactly like you when you were little, they're practically identical."
As she spoke, Chen Shuning quickly pointed to the door and whispered, "Honey, go check if anyone's outside and let me see our son."
Hearing this, He Chaoyang was stunned and asked with a look of surprise and uncertainty, "You brought your son? Didn't you say that Grandma was at home taking care of the child?"
When it came to his son, even the usually shrewd He Chaoyang became a little silly.
Chen Shuning rolled her eyes at He Chaoyang, annoyed, and said, "I'm not crazy, why would I bring the child to such a dangerous place? Besides, even if I wanted to bring him, Grandma wouldn't agree."
You wouldn't believe it, from the moment the child was born, Grandma's eyes never left him. Not to mention me, even a child trafficker wouldn't be able to take the child out of her hands.
I recorded a short clip for you on my phone, like a movie scene. Just watch it for now; you'll see your son once things are settled here."
Hearing Chen Shuning say this, He Chaoyang was slightly disappointed, but he thought that even seeing a photo would be good.
That was his son, whom he had been longing for for so long. Naturally, He Chaoyang wanted to see him. He couldn't care less about being angry. Besides, seeing his wife's exhausted appearance, He Chaoyang couldn't bear to say anything more.
So he could only resign himself to taking a look outside the tent. Although saving lives was of utmost urgency, the soldiers were also flesh and blood, not robots who didn't need rest.
So after more than twenty hours of intense marching and immediately joining the rescue efforts upon arrival, He Chaoyang ordered the soldiers to take turns resting for three hours.
In other words, he also has three hours of rest time, during which no one will disturb him unless there is a major event.
However, He Chaoyang still obediently peeked out of the doorway and, seeing that no one was around, returned to the tent like a thief.
At this moment, Chen Shuning had already taken out his phone, which contained his son's video recording, and pulled up the video. As soon as He Chaoyang returned, he held the phone up to him.
The little one in the picture is wearing a red bib, and doesn't look wrinkled like a newborn at all. He's clean and fair-skinned, with thick, black hair lying softly on his scalp.
Although his wife said the child looked like him, He Chaoyang felt that his son's big, dark eyes looked just like his wife's.
Watching his son waving his little hands and babbling, He Chaoyang's heart melted instantly. He held his phone, watching his son on the screen again and again, unwilling to let go.
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