Yang Hongxun arranged everything.
From the moment they got off the plane, there were special staff members responsible for carrying their luggage and leading the way, and they accompanied Lin Wanjun and others to the special car that came to pick them up.
The driver had obviously received instructions in advance and didn't even ask for the address. He drove straight towards the military compound.
Song Lingyi was already tired.
She clamored to see the night view of North City, and after getting in the car, she soon fell asleep in Li Yuetang's arms.
Lin Wanjun and Li Yuetang gazed out the window, watching the night scene flash by, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
"Hey, old man!"
Her heart suddenly moved, and Lin Wanjun tentatively called out to Song Xiu in her heart.
"We're back in North City. Do you want to see the night view of North City?"
Song Xiu's voice came from deep in my mind.
"May I?"
Lin Wanjun relaxed her body, and soon she felt a ray of spiritual consciousness invading her eyes, and then she heard Song Xiu's emotional voice.
"What a huge change! If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have believed this was North City."
The year he came to North City, the war was raging. The city was devastated and the people were living in misery. There was blood and corpses everywhere.
But now, when he looked at this quiet street and the occasional passers-by, he felt tranquility and peace everywhere.
"That's great! That's great!"
Every time Song Xiu saw this new world through Lin Wanjun's eyes, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's great."
This was the peaceful world their generation fantasized about, and it was what they fought for.
In desperate situations again and again, they thought their ideals could not be realized, but now, he saw it with his own eyes.
Song Xiu was very excited.
"I can't even wait to die. I want to go down there and meet the brothers who fought side by side with me. I want to tell them that our blood was not shed in vain, and our efforts were not in vain."
"We have used our lives to create a brand new world for our children and grandchildren. We have fought the battles that needed to be fought, and our descendants will never have to fight wars again."
Lin Wanjun smiled and let Song Xiu occupy her eyes, looking at his ideal country with joy and excitement.
Soon, the car drove into the gate of the military compound.
The car did not have a pass and could not enter the compound.
Just as Li Yuetang was about to get off the car, several figures came from a distance.
"Yuetang! Junjun! You're back!"
They are the two elders of the Song family - Song Jiting and Jiang Ronghua.
Two elderly men with unsteady steps walked over quickly, supported by the guards.
Song Xiu still occupied Lin Wanjun's eyes, and he saw the old yet familiar face at a glance.
In just a moment, Song Xiu was so sad that he couldn't control himself.
This, this is his son, his Ji Ting.
In his memory, Ji Ting was still a young man in his prime, looking towards him with high spirits, shouting "Dad, I won another victory."
How come his son has aged so much in the blink of an eye?
His steps were staggering, his face was full of wrinkles, and even his eyes, which were once as bright as stars, had become cloudy and were now filled with tears.
"Junjun, I'm going to rest first."
Song Xiu's voice was hoarse and choked. He didn't dare to look at Song Jiting again. He was afraid that he would not be able to control the sadness in his heart and would be laughed at by the younger generations.
The next moment, Lin Wanjun's eyes regained clarity.
Song Xiu left.
Song Jiting and Jiang Ronghua also happened to come over. They stood facing the light, tears flickering in their eyes.
"It's good to be back. It's good to be back."
Song Jiting looked at his daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law, his eyes full of love.
The wind in the Gobi Desert was indeed very strong. It made them all look much darker and even their skin looked rough.
But it doesn’t matter. As long as I go home, I will be able to recover in a few days.
"This is Lingyi, right?"
Jiang Ronghua lovingly held Song Lingyi's hand and looked her over with a smile.
Li Yuetang hurriedly said, "Lingyi, call grandpa and grandma quickly."
Song Lingyi called out crisply, "Hello, Grandpa. Hello, Grandma. I am Song Lingyi, your precious granddaughter."
The call of "precious granddaughter" made the two elders of the Song family laugh out loud, and the previous sad atmosphere also dissipated.
"Yes, yes, our Song family's precious granddaughter!"
The two elders had previously learned about Song Lingyi's existence from a letter from Song Mingcheng.
Song Mingcheng described Song Lingyi's life experience and origins in detail. The two elders felt very sympathetic and distressed about this. Not only did they not despise him, but they praised their son for doing the right thing.
Therefore, they took out the red envelopes they had prepared in advance and stuffed them into Song Lingyi's hands.
Song Lingyi accepted it generously and thanked the two elders in a sweet manner, calling them grandpa and grandma one after another, which made the two elders smile from ear to ear.
"Let's go! Go home! Let's go home!"
Jiang Ronghua held Song Lingyi in one hand and Lin Wanjun in the other, and walked towards home under the cold moonlight of North City.
After half a year, Li Yuetang was happy and emotional when she stepped into her familiar home again.
I thought I would never be able to return, but I didn’t expect to be able to return to this familiar place. It’s great.
The door lock hadn't even been changed. Li Yuetang used the old key to unlock it, pushed the door open, and was greeted by the musty smell of years.
"No one has lived here since you left."
Song Jiting said in a deep voice, "It's not that they haven't thought about arranging for someone else to live in. Even that time, a small chief of staff moved his things to his doorstep."
"The people in the compound weren't happy about it. When they found out your house was going to be taken over, they started making a fuss and almost got into a fight. In the end, that junior chief of staff was scared away, and no one dared to take over the house anymore."
When talking about this, Song Jiting's eyes were full of coldness.
He did retreat, and he did say that he would not disobey orders, but that doesn't mean that the Song family is easy to bully.
Letting Song Mingcheng drag his family to the Gobi Desert for transformation was already his greatest concession. If he dared to take away the foundation of their Song family again, humph...
"Okay, Yuetang and the others just came home, why are you talking about these unpleasant things?"
Jiang Ronghua tugged at his wife's sleeve and interrupted him.
When I turned on the light, I saw that the furniture in the room was basically complete.
Only the sofa and dining table were replaced, and there were still some marks on the wall. Obviously, someone had come here and caused some damage.
It doesn't matter who caused the damage, what matters is that they returned home.
Song Lingyi knew that her parents' house was big, but she never imagined it was this big.
There are three floors and many rooms. Each room is much larger than the family housing in the cadre school. She doesn’t know which one to live in.
"I want to live next door to my mother, closer to her."
Li Yuetang agreed with a smile and led Song Lingyi to the room next to her bedroom.
It was a south-facing bedroom. Occasionally, when Song Mingcheng annoyed her, she would kick him out of the house, and he would live miserably in this room.
Now that Song Lingyi has moved in, well, I can’t kick Song Mingcheng out anymore.
After all, walls have ears.
Li Yuetang walked to the stairs and saw Lin Wanjun wandering in the living room, talking to herself.
"See? This is our home."
"This is your elders' spirit tablet. During festivals, we burn incense and offer sacrifices to you!"
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