The train stopped and started. Chuxia was nervous for the two days she was on the train. She didn't dare to sleep too deeply at night.

Fortunately, nothing happened during these two days. Most of the people who can sit in the sleeper berths are rich and well-connected. Relatively speaking, it is safer than the hard seats.

Those thieves and kidnappers will not come here.

Except for getting hot water and going to the toilet, Chuxia and An'an stayed in the sleeper berths. She also took An'an with her when she went out and came back. In this way, they were careful all the way and finally arrived at Ganzhou Railway Station.

Ganzhou Railway Station was the same as Liangzhou Railway Station. There were a lot of people getting off the train. Chuxia pulled An'an and squeezed in the crowd.

When she finally walked out of the station with An'an, she found that her pocket was cut.

Fortunately, Chuxia only had a few dimes in her pocket, so she didn't feel bad about it being stolen. However, there was a hole in her coat, and the cotton in her quilted jacket was turned outward, ruining her clothes. She

couldn't mend her clothes at the station. Chuxia was carrying her luggage in one hand and holding An'an in the other, so she couldn't cover the hole. She could only be careful to make sure the cotton didn't fall out.

There were a lot of people outside the station. Chuxia looked up and looked around. There were people everywhere, and she couldn't find anyone to pick

them up. She and An'an called Cen Zhengnian before getting on the train. Cen Zhengnian told her to take An'an out of the station and not to wander around. Just wait there, and someone would come to find them.

Chuxia was watching when she suddenly heard a gentle but a little excited male voice: "Chuxia, An'an!"

She immediately looked in the direction of the voice and saw Cen Zhengnian walking quickly towards her and An'an. Beside him was a woman in her fifties in military uniform, who was looking at the two of them with surprise.

Chuxia breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body finally relaxed, a smile appeared on her face, she looked down at An'an, and whispered: "An'an, the one in military uniform is grandma."

The original owner had memories of Jiang Shengnan, although they were a little fuzzy because of the long time. But she came to pick them up with Cen Zhengnian, and her age matched, and she was wearing a military uniform, so there was no doubt that she was her mother-in-law.

Cen Huaian glanced at Jiang Shengnan, then quickly retracted his eyes, still staring at Cen Zhengnian, with no expression on his face, but nervousness, joy, and a little shyness in his eyes.

As soon as Cen Zhengnian came over, he stretched out his hands and picked up Cen Huaian, his heart was filled with uncontrollable excitement. His big hands touched Cen Huaian's head, and he looked at Chuxia with smiling eyes.

"Did you have a smooth journey?"

Chuxia: "Smooth."

Except for the fact that his clothes were cut when he left the station, the whole journey was smooth. He didn't encounter any kidnappers or extreme passengers.

Cen Huaian lay in Cen Zhengnian's arms, his hands tightly around his neck, and whispered, "Dad."

In Cen Zhengnian's arms, Cen Huaian showed a small smile at the corner of his mouth. The embrace and smell were still the familiar smell of his father. His small body was buried in Cen Zhengnian's arms.

After several months of missing him, he finally had an outlet.

Cen Zhengnian held An An in his arms, his eyes fixed on Chu Xia's face. He was glad that he insisted on taking leave to come to the station so that he could see his wife and children for the first time. Jiang Shengnan

looked at An An, then at Chu Xia, and the excitement in her eyes could not be hidden at all. She wanted to reach out and hug An An.

An An had grown up so much, but this was the first time she saw her grandson. How could she be calm?

But at this moment, An An was held by Cen Zhengnian. She saw that he was very dependent on his father, so she didn't say to hold him, but reached out and carefully touched his head, showing the most loving smile on her face, and said in an extremely gentle voice: "An An, I am grandma."

Cen Huaian looked at her, then looked at Chu Xia, Chu Xia nodded to him, he opened his mouth, and called "Grandma" not very enthusiastically.

But even so, Jiang Shengnan was very excited, and tears flashed in her eyes. She tried to open her eyes wide, showing a very big smile on her face, and said with a trembling voice: "Okay. An An, call me grandma again."

Cen Huaian looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes and called again.

Jiang Shengnan was even happier. She reached out and took out a red envelope and stuffed it into Cen Huaian's hand: "Grandma was too busy to go to Liangzhou to see you before, so I'm giving you a big red envelope to spend."

Cen Huaian looked at the red envelope, wanting to accept it but not knowing whether to accept it.

Just at this time, Chuxia was also stuffed with a red envelope by Jiang Shengnan. Jiang Shengnan looked at her guiltily and said: "Chuxia, you have worked hard these years."

Chuxia did not refuse, smiled and took the red envelope, put it in the pocket of her clothes that was still intact, and said: "Thank you, Mom."

Cen Huaian also silently put the red envelope away, thinking in his heart that the amount of money he saved could increase again.

After giving the red envelope, Jiang Shengnan reached out to take the luggage from Chuxia's hand. As soon as she took it, she looked down and saw Chuxia's torn clothes. She exclaimed, "Chuxia, what's wrong with your clothes? It looks like it was cut with a knife."

Jiang Shengnan reached out to close the cut, but found that the cotton was turned outward too much and the cut could not be closed.

Chuxia covered the cut with her hands, but when she found it was useless, she gave up and let go of her hands, saying helplessly: "There were too many people when I came out, and I encountered a thief. Fortunately, I didn't put the money in my pocket, otherwise not only would my clothes be torn, but the money would also be lost."

Jiang Shengnan glared at him, and her face showed anger: "These thieves are so hateful!"

Cen Zhengnian looked at the cut on Chuxia's clothes, frowned and said: "The cut is a bit deep."

If he used more force, he might cut the flesh. He looked at Chuxia's eyes with a trace of heartache, and felt that Chuxia must have been terrified all the way, but she was too strong and didn't say a word of hardship.

Chuxia really didn't take it seriously. She patted her clothes and said nonchalantly: "It's okay. It's just that my clothes are damaged."

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger. Cen Huaian, who was lying in Cen Zhengnian's arms, suddenly sneezed loudly.

Cen Zhengnian hurriedly pulled his scarf, reached out and held Chuxia's hand, and said to Jiang Shengnan, "Mom, let's go to the car."

It was very cold outside in Ganzhou. The cold wind blew in waves, like a razor, blowing people's faces painfully.

Chuxia stood outside for a while and felt that the heat in her body was almost blown away.

If Cen Zhengnian hadn't said to go to the car, she would have asked to leave. If she stood in the cold wind, all the heat in her body would have disappeared.

Cen Zhengnian and Jiang Shengnan took Chuxia and An'an and walked forward until they came to a jeep parked on the side of the road not far away. A young soldier in military uniform was standing next to the car.

When he saw Jiang Shengnan and Cen Zhengnian, he immediately raised his hand and saluted: "Captain Jiang, Engineer Cen."

Then he opened the door of the back seat and made a gesture to invite them to get in.

Jiang Shengnan looked at the seats in the back and said with a smile, "You sit in the back, I'll sit in the front." Then she walked to the front passenger door, opened it, and sat in.

She also waved to the young soldier and said, "Xiao Liu, don't worry about them, you get in the car first."

Xiao Liu put down his hand that was protecting the top of the car door, and immediately shouted, "Yes!" He turned around and sat in the driver's seat.

Cen Zhengnian stretched out his hand, protected the top of the car door again, looked at Chuxia and said, "Chuxia, you get in the car first."

After Chuxia got in, he put Cen Huaian in the car, and then he got in.

Xiao Liu saw that everyone was seated, so he started the car. He was the bodyguard of Cen's father. What he usually did was to take care of Cen's father and Jiang Shengnan. He drove very steadily.

The car was driving smoothly on the road. Cen Huaian sat between Chuxia and Cen Zhengnian, holding his father's hand in one hand and his mother's hand in the other, looking curiously into the car.

This was his first time riding in a car, and it was completely different from riding a bicycle. The car was just like what was described in the book, fast and stable, and not cold.

Jiang Shengnan was still in a state of panic. She always wanted to see Cen Huaian and Chuxia to make sure that they had come to Ganzhou.

Therefore, she looked back at the two of them from time to time, with joy in her eyes.

"Chuxia, An'an, are you hungry? There is food in the car."

As she spoke, Jiang Shengnan handed over the egg cake snack in the front row for the two to eat.

"There's hot water, would you like some?"

Jiang Shengnan thought carefully and brought a tin kettle from home, filling it with half of hot water.

Chuxia wasn't that hungry, having eaten on the train. But An'an didn't eat much, but sitting on the train for a long time would make even the most lively children feel uncomfortable, and Cen Huaian was no exception.

Neither of them had much appetite for food at this moment.

Before getting off the car, Chuxia also took the hot water. She said to Jiang Shengnan, "Mom, don't be busy. We are not hungry and don't want to drink water."

Cen Zhengnian touched Cen Huaian's head. Seeing that Chuxia looked a little tired, he reached out and held her hand, and asked softly, "Are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while?"

"Okay."

Chuxia was indeed tired. She didn't get a good rest all the way. Now she finally relaxed, and the fatigue of the whole body invaded her.

She leaned back on the back of the chair and closed her eyes. Cen Zhengnian asked Cen Huaian to sleep in his arms for a while.

The car suddenly became quiet. Apart from the sound of driving, only each other's breathing could be heard.

Jiang Shengnan looked at Cen Huaian and then at Chuxia, and took out a military coat from the bag she brought in the front row, handed it to Cen Zhengnian, and then signaled him with her eyes to cover Chuxia with it.

The distance from Ganzhou Railway Station to Ganzhou troops is still quite far, and it took more than an hour to drive.

Because Chuxia and Cen Huaian fell asleep, they did not notice that as the car got closer to the troops, the scenery outside became more and more desolate.

The car did not stop when entering the troops. This was a military car. Xiao Liu, who was driving, opened the window. The soldier standing guard at the door looked at the license plate number, then looked at his ID, and let him go directly.

When the car stopped, Chuxia and Cen Huaian were sleeping soundly, and Cen Huaian's hand was still tightly holding Cen Zhengnian's clothes.

Jiang Shengnan looked at the two of them, not knowing whether to wake them up. If it was Cen Zhengnian, she would have slapped them awake without saying a word, but she was very careful with Chuxia and An'an.

"Chuxia, Chuxia, wake up, we're here."

When Jiang Shengnan hesitated, Cen Zhengnian suddenly called Chuxia softly.

It's uncomfortable to sleep in the car, and it's easy to get sick if you sleep in the car for a long time. Since we're home, we might as well go straight to the room and lie down on the bed.

Chuxia woke up when she heard Cen Zhengnian's voice. She opened her eyes, looked outside, and found that the car had stopped.

"Are we there?" She raised her hands to cover her eyes, sat up straight, and her coat fell down with her movements and landed on her legs.

Chuxia only then realized that she had been covered with a military coat. No wonder she didn't feel cold when she fell asleep, but felt warm.

"We're here." Cen Zhengnian replied to her. He opened the car door, carried Cen Huaian out of the car, and waited outside the car for Chuxia to come out.

Chuxia pinched her brows, put her coat on her arm, and got out of the car. She looked up and saw the two-story building in front of her.

She knew that her parents-in-law held high positions in the army. Looking at this small building, she felt the meaning of this high position.

"What's wrong?" Cen Zhengnian saw that there was something strange on her face. He looked at the small building and found nothing wrong.

Chuxia shook her head: "Let's go in."

Jiang Shengnan had already gone over and opened the door of the house. She stood at the door and said with a smile: "Chuxia, come in quickly, it's cold outside."

It was late when they got off the train station. It was already dark and the temperature was really low.

Chuxia felt the coldness that was completely different from the one she felt in Liangzhou the moment she got off the bus. If Liangzhou was as cold as Ganzhou, she would have quit her job and stayed indoors every day.

When she entered the house, there was a stove for warming up, and the temperature rose sharply. Although it was not as warm as the heating in later generations, it was much better than outside.

Father Cen was sitting on the sofa in the house at this time, holding a newspaper in his hand. When he saw a few people coming in, he cleared his throat, looked at Chuxia and said, "I'm here."

There was no enthusiasm in his attitude, and there was no expression on his face. He looked serious.

But just as he finished speaking, Chuxia noticed that Jiang Shengnan, who had walked to his side, raised her hand and hit him hard on the arm, whispered something, and glared at Father Cen threateningly.

Father Cen glared at her, then looked at Chu Xia and said, "Sit down, have you eaten?"

Cen Zhengnian approached Chu Xia and whispered in her ear, "My dad has always been like this. It's not that he doesn't welcome you."

"I know." Chu Xia said, trying not to laugh. She had just seen that the newspapers in Father Cen's hands were upside down. He probably heard the sound of them coming in, so he quickly picked up the newspaper and pretended not to care.

She could see that Father Cen's heart was not like what he showed on the outside. He was probably nervous and happy, just like Jiang Shengnan.

The noisy noise outside made Cen Huaian finally frown and open his eyes. He nestled in Cen Zhengnian's arms, yawned loudly, and still had sleepiness on his face.

He looked out and met Father Cen's eyes, and the two stared at each other. Cen Huaian blinked, looked up at Cen Zhengnian with confusion in his eyes.

Who is this stern-faced man, and why is he looking at him so strangely?

"An An, call me Grandpa." Chu Xia said with a smile, raising her hand to touch his head.

Cen Huaian looked at Cen's father again, with curiosity in his eyes, and called out, "Grandpa."

Cen's father said "hmm."

The expression on his face suddenly became very strange. He wanted to smile at Cen Huaian, but he had a serious face for a long time and didn't know how to smile, so it looked more frightening than a stern face.

But Cen Huaian was not afraid. He was sensitive to other people's emotions. Although this grandpa who suddenly appeared looked difficult to approach, he could feel his kindness.

Chu Xia had already sat on the mahogany sofa, and Cen Zhengnian also sat next to her holding Cen Huaian.

The man's warm breath was hard to ignore beside her. Chuxia twisted her body uncomfortably, but resisted the urge to sit next to him.

Jiang Shengnan coughed deliberately and glared at Mr. Cen. She wondered why her husband was so incompetent at this moment. She quietly reached out and pinched him, then rubbed her hands and signaled him. Mr. Cen

immediately remembered, cleared his cough, took out two red envelopes and handed them to Chuxia and An'an: "Chuxia, this is for you."

Chuxia looked at Mr. Cen and took them with a happy smile: "Thank you, Dad. An'an, thank you grandpa and grandma."

Cen Huaian's childish voice rang: "Thank you grandpa and grandma."

The smile on Jiang Shengnan's face immediately turned loving: "Hey! No need to thank me, An'an."

Mr. Cen's eyes also softened.

Jiang Shengnan hurriedly asked Chuxia and Anan what they wanted to eat.

"We have everything at home, pork, mutton, beef and fish, do you want to eat anything?"

In fact, Father Cen, Cen Zhengnian and Jiang Shengnan had not eaten yet, but they were so happy to hear Chuxia and Anan's call that they completely forgot about being hungry.

Before Chuxia could say anything, Cen Zhengnian said, "Mom, Anan likes to eat meat, and Chuxia likes beef and noodles."

Chuxia didn't know what to eat, she was still not very hungry, but Cen Huaian had recovered his appetite at this time. He rubbed his stomach and said to Cen Zhengnian, "Dad, I want to eat noodles."

"How about I order beef noodles? Chuxia, do you want to eat?"

"Sure." Chuxia nodded and said, talking about beef noodles, she seemed to feel a little hungry.

"Mom, do you need help?"

"No, no. Old Cen, come and help me cut the meat." Jiang Shengnan grabbed Cen's father and dragged him into the kitchen.

Chuxia couldn't help laughing. Looking at the backs of the two, she said to Cen Zhengnian, "Mom and Dad have a great relationship."

Cen Zhengnian looked down at her with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Yeah," "They have always been like this."

Chuxia looked up and met his eyes. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and her ears felt a little hot.

Cen Zhengnian was so unfair. He was so handsome and gentle, it was really hard to resist him.

She stood up, looked around and asked, "Where will An An and I sleep at night?"

Cen Huaian looked at his mother and then at his father. He always felt that the two of them were weird, but he didn't understand what was going on.

But he also wanted to see the house where his grandparents lived. This house was so big, unlike the small house in the family compound.

"Your room is upstairs."

Cen Zhengnian stood up, took An An's hand, and walked towards the stairs.

While going upstairs, he said to Chu Xia, "My mother doesn't know what you like, so the room is arranged according to her ideas."

Chu Xia didn't care much about this. She cared more about whether the bed was big enough, whether the quilt was soft enough, and whether she was comfortable at night.

Therefore, when Cen Zhengnian opened the door of the room, Chu Xia saw the fluffy big quilt, and a smile appeared on her face: "It's good, I like it."

In addition to the quilt, the paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall, and the desk and chairs placed beside the wall all made Chu Xia like it very much. The layout of the room was obviously thoughtful.

"This is well written, Jiang Zhongmin."

Chuxia read out the seal on it, the surname is Jiang, she boldly guessed: "This can't be grandpa's handwriting?"

Chuxia really didn't know Grandpa Cen's name, parents rarely tell the younger generation the name of the older generation.

"Yes." Cen Zhengnian walked over, stood beside her and looked at the words with her and said: "This was written by grandpa and given to my mother when she got married."

Cen Zhengnian never said that his grandfather's calligraphy and paintings were actually very famous in China. But because of this, he almost suffered a few years ago.

If it weren't for the mediation of Cen's father and Jiang Shengnan, Grandpa Cen might not be alive today.

At that time, Cen's father and Jiang Shengnan also lived in fear. Fortunately, Ganzhou was far away from the center, and it was a military unit, so some things were not affected.

Chuxia knew that the world now was different from the world of her previous life. There have been all kinds of major events in history, but some celebrities in the future do not exist now, and some famous people in this world, she has never heard of in the future.

After all, it is a world in books, this is normal.

Chuxia looked at the calligraphy, this is the level of everyone, she has been practicing calligraphy since she was a child, so she can still appreciate it.

The more she looked at the calligraphy, the more she liked it. The style was casual and natural, with a sense of unrestrainedness. The calligraphy is like the person. Although she has never met Grandpa Cen, Chuxia already likes this person just by looking at this calligraphy.

Cen Zhengnian saw the love in Chuxia's eyes and smiled and said, "I also learned my calligraphy from my grandfather."

Chuxia has seen Cen Zhengnian's calligraphy, which is very beautiful and has its own style.

Cen Zhengnian does not look aggressive on the outside, and even has the taste of a gentleman, but from his calligraphy, it can be seen that he has his own persistence in his heart. He is the kind of person who will not change his decision easily.

The words that Chu Xia had seen were all written by him with a hard pen, including the calligraphy copybook he sent to Cen Huaian, which was also written with a fountain pen. She had never seen his calligraphy with a brush. She

suddenly became interested: "Do you have time tomorrow? Otherwise, write a piece for me and An An to see?"

She turned her head and asked Cen Huaian: "Do you want to see Dad write calligraphy?"

Cen Huaian nodded very cooperatively: "Yes!"

Cen Zhengnian showed an apologetic smile on his face: "I have to go back to the base early tomorrow morning. If you want to see it, I will write one after dinner."

The fact that he could take a leave was already a great favor from his leader. His leader only gave him this afternoon off, but Cen Zhengnian insisted on taking an extra night, so he has to rush back to the base tomorrow morning.

Chuxia and Cen Huaian came to celebrate the New Year with him, but he couldn't spend more time with them because of work, which made him feel bad.

Chuxia originally thought that it was too late tonight, and she and An An also wanted to rest early.

Writing requires grinding ink, which is troublesome, so it is better to do it when she is free tomorrow. She didn't expect that Cen Zhengnian would have to go back to the base early tomorrow morning.

"Then write when you are free, there is no rush."

​​Chuxia could see the fatigue in Cen Zhengnian's eyes, and he was not idle at work. Writing is not an urgent matter, and you can do it at any time.

Cen Zhengnian wanted to say something, but Jiang Shengnan's voice suddenly came from below.

"Chuxia! An'an! Zhengnian! The meal is ready, let's eat!"

The three of them hurried downstairs, and they didn't have time to check Cen Huaian's room.

The beef noodles made by Jiang Shengnan were delicious, the noodles were chewy, the beef was cooked in advance, and the soup of the noodles was added with bone soup, which tasted very rich and fragrant.

Chuxia was not too hungry at first, but she felt really hungry when she ate the noodles, and ate the whole bowl.

An'an also ate without raising her head, like a little pig, almost burying her head in the bowl.

Jiang Shengnan was still worried that what she cooked would not suit Chuxia and An'an's appetite. Seeing that the two of them were eating so happily, she felt relieved and said with a bright smile: "There is more in the pot. Go get more after you finish eating."

Chuxia drank a sip of soup and said: "Mom, one bowl is enough for me."

"One bowl is not much, eat more."

It is a common problem for elders that they always think that their children do not eat enough, and they desperately want to stuff rice into their children's mouths, fearing that they are not full enough.

"No, I'm really full." Chuxia refused again.

After dinner, Chuxia and Cen Huaian were taken to the bathroom by Jiang Shengnan to wash up. There was no condition for taking a bath, but soaking their feet in hot water was also refreshing.

Cen Huaian came to a strange place for the first time, and Chuxia asked him to sleep with her tonight and sleep alone tomorrow.

After all, when they were at home, even if An An slept in his own bed, he still slept in the same room with her. She was worried about letting him sleep in a strange room all of a sudden.

The bed in Chuxia's room was a two-meter bed, which was enough for three people.

Lying on the bed, the quilt had a smell of sunshine, and it was warm. Chuxia felt sleepy all of a sudden.

She yawned and said to Cen Zhengnian who was still sitting at the desk: "Don't forget to turn off the lights."

Cen Zhengnian: "Okay."

Chuxia and Cen Huaian fell asleep quickly. They were really tired. Sleeping in the car just now was useless.

Cen Zhengnian had already ground the ink by now. He took the brush from Cen's father's study and wrote on the paper seriously.

He put down his pen only after he finished writing a piece of paper. He stood up, turned off the light, took off his heavy outer clothes and went to bed.

The bed was too soft. As soon as he lay on it, he sank down. Chuxia's body rolled towards him, and their bodies were pressed tightly together.

When they went to bed, Chuxia slept outside, Cen Huaian slept inside, and he was alone in the quilt.

In the moonlight, Cen Zhengnian looked at Chuxia's sleeping face, carefully tucked the strands of hair on her face behind her ears, with a smile on his lips.

He reached out to pull the quilt for Cen Huaian. He was also sleeping soundly, and the smile in Cen Zhengnian's eyes became deeper.

He lay down, covered himself and Chuxia with the quilt, put his arms around Chuxia's waist, and closed his eyes.

At this time, his wife and young child were lying beside him. The howling wind outside had nothing to do with them. Cen Zhengnian only felt warm and satisfied.

He soon felt sleepy and fell asleep.

But downstairs, Cen's father and Jiang Shengnan were still awake.

Jiang Shengnan sat in front of the dressing table, applying friendship cream on her face, and said to Mr. Cen with dissatisfaction: "Today is the first day that Chuxia and An'an come here. Look at your attitude. You don't even have a smile on your face! What do you think Chuxia and An'an will think? They think you don't welcome them."

Mr. Cen was really reading the newspaper at this time. He paused while flipping through the newspaper, frowned and said, "I don't welcome them."

He was really uneasy in his heart. He sat up from the bed, put on his shoes, and walked around on the ground, his brows couldn't relax.

"Chuxia shouldn't misunderstand, right?"

He felt that Chuxia and An'an were very happy during the meal, and they were not polite. They ate when they said they wanted to, and didn't eat when they didn't want to.

Jiang Shengnan still didn't know what her husband was thinking. The two had been together for most of their lives. She snorted, threw back the quilt and got into bed and said, "I don't know. I'm not Chuxia and Anan."

Father Cen continued to walk back and forth and walked to the door. He was tormented in his heart: "I'll give them a red envelope tomorrow, so there shouldn't be any misunderstanding."

Jiang Shengnan glared at him: "You feel bad now, so what were you pretending just now?"

"I didn't pretend." Father Cen said with a frown. He just didn't know how to treat Chuxia and Anan, so he used his most common attitude.

Jiang Shengnan deliberately watched Mr. Cen feel uncomfortable for a while before she spoke: "I think Chuxia is a generous person and doesn't care about your attitude. Don't always have a stern face tomorrow, smile more. Don't go away, you make me dizzy, go to bed quickly!"

She couldn't let her husband really sleep badly tonight. She was much more careful than Mr. Cen, and naturally saw that Chuxia and An'an didn't care about their husband's attitude.

Jiang Shengnan acted just like her husband downstairs before she got angry, deliberately trying to scare him so that he wouldn't pretend like this at home. Mr.

Cen also had a headache, he really couldn't laugh, and didn't know how to show intimacy with others.

His two sons, the eldest and the youngest, were not close to him, and they were also businesslike when they talked to him.

He sighed and went to bed, his old wife really gave him a hard time.

The next day, Chu Xia was awakened by a loud wake-up call. As soon as she regained consciousness, she heard the sound of soldiers doing morning exercises and shouting slogans outside, which was really deafening. She

couldn't fall asleep at all with such noise. She opened her eyes and turned her head to find that Cen Huaian was also awake, but Cen Zhengnian, who should have been sleeping next to her, was gone.

Cen Huaian rubbed his eyes, sat up, looked around and asked: "Mom, is Dad gone?"

"I think so."

Cen Zhengnian said that he went back to the base early in the morning, but now he is nowhere to be seen, so he must have gone back. But she didn't even notice that he got up so early.

If she hadn't confirmed last night that Cen Zhengnian slept in the same bed with them, Chuxia really thought that he didn't go to bed.

Chuxia yawned and said, "Get up, your grandma will probably call us for breakfast soon."

Soldiers in the army get up early, and Cen's father and Jiang Shengnan are both soldiers, so they are no exception.

Cen Huaian got dressed faster than Chuxia. He slipped out of bed as soon as he was dressed, put on his shoes and walked out.

When he walked to the desk in the same direction as the door, he saw the calligraphy on the desk: "Mom, there is a calligraphy here, it seems to be written by Dad."

Cen Huaian is now practicing the ink pen calligraphy that Cen Zhengnian wrote in the past. He is very familiar with the style of Cen Zhengnian's calligraphy.

Although the writing styles of the brush and pen on the table are different, and he has no proof, he just feels that it was written by his father.

Chuxia showed surprise on her face, quickened the speed of getting dressed, put on her shoes as quickly as possible, and walked to the desk.

There was a piece of calligraphy on the table, and the style of the calligraphy was indeed Cen Zhengnian, which was particularly elegant, vigorous and powerful, with a sense of rigor and perseverance.

When did he write the words? Chuxia recalled that last night, before she went to bed, Cen Zhengnian was indeed sitting at the desk doing something.

But she was very sleepy at that time, and he was not writing when she fell asleep. He should have written it when she fell asleep.

Chuxia couldn't tell what she felt in her heart at this moment. Looking at the words, her mood was difficult to calm down for a while.

"Your father wrote it."

She reached out and touched Cen Huaian's soft hair and said, "We all fell asleep last night, and your father sat here and wrote it."

She just said it casually, but he kept her words in mind and really did it. Chuxia couldn't help but like people like Cen Zhengnian.

Cen Huaian looked at the words and said, "Dad writes really well."

He liked a father who did what he said.

"Mom, can you give me this calligraphy?" Cen Huaian looked up at Chuxia and said.

Chuxia carefully put the calligraphy away and said, "No, this is what your father wrote for me."

Cen Zhengnian's calligraphy was a poem from the Book of Songs, which contained a subtle meaning of love.

This was obviously not for Cen Huaian, so of course she had to put it away quickly while he couldn't understand it.

Chu Xia had never thought that Cen Zhengnian would actually write such a poem. She thought it was normal for such a serious person like him to write "The Analects".

But to be honest, Chu Xia was still very happy to receive such a poem. When she went downstairs with Cen Huaian, she still had a smile on her face.

Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father had indeed gotten up. One of them was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, and the other was holding a notebook and writing something.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Shengnan immediately looked up with a smile on her face: "You are up, were you woken up by the noise outside?"

Seeing Chu Xia's smile, Cen's father breathed a sigh of relief. He had been worried all night, and judging from Chu Xia's appearance now, he should not have misunderstood him.

"No. An An and I usually wake her up with this."

In fact, they were a little noisy, but she and An An did get up early, except for the rest time. One of them went to work and the other went to school, so they couldn't be late.

Jiang Shengnan got the meal from the cafeteria in the morning, and now it is warming on the fire, waiting for Chu Xia and An An to get up and eat.

When she brought it over, it was still hot.

Northwest cuisine is also mainly pasta. In the morning, Jiang Shengnan made steamed buns and porridge, as well as salted vegetables and eggs.

"The food in our cafeteria is not bad, you can try it. If you don't like the fire at home, we can make it ourselves."

Chu Xia and An An are not picky eaters. They ate the buns and said, "Mom, no need. The buns in the cafeteria are delicious."

She didn't lie, they were indeed delicious.

"Mom, when did Zhengnian return to the base?"

After coming down, Chuxia was really sure that Cen Zhengnian had returned to the base.

When asked about this, Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father both showed shame on their faces. They looked at each other, and Jiang Shengnan said, "He left at four in the morning. Chuxia, don't blame Zhengnian. He really couldn't do it at work. But I told him to take a leave if he could during the Chinese New Year."

Chuxia didn't expect that she just asked a casual question, and Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father reacted so strongly.

She hurriedly said, "I don't mind. When I married him, I knew the nature of his work and I wouldn't blame him. But tomorrow is New Year's Eve, won't he rest?"

Jiang Shengnan sighed, and Chuxia understood without saying anything.

Even if Cen Zhengnian was not there, Chuxia, An'an and the others would still celebrate New Year's Eve and Spring Festival.

Father Cen is the busiest at the moment, so Chuxia and Jiang Shengnan are the ones who prepare the things for the house.

Jiang Shengnan happened to be going out to buy some food for tomorrow's New Year's Eve dinner, so she took Chuxia and An'an out.

The last thing the military family compound lacks at this moment is people.