Great Power Army Reclamation

Ye Wancheng glanced at his son lovingly: "People have to have some responsibilities in life. If it is just for money, it will be worthless."

Sun Lanyu looked in the rearview mirror at this man who was obviously older than his peers, and felt a little moved in her heart. In this man, she saw the shadow of her grandfather, the kind of person who devoted himself purely to his ideals without any regrets.

The night was already very deep, and Meihua's hands were caressing the man's chest. "Why are you getting thinner and thinner? Don't you eat well?"

Ye Wancheng sat up and rolled a cigarette. Although there were several cartons of cigarettes at home, including Zhonghua, he was not used to smoking. He cut a large reference sheet into strips, pinched a pinch of Mohe foam and rolled it inside, biting off the paper in front. Twist it, bite off a section of it, then light it with a match, take a deep breath, and your whole body and mind will be bathed in the fragrance mixed with the taste of grass.

Meihua also liked the taste and took a deep breath. Then he leaned his head on the man's chest: "It smells so good!"

Ye Wancheng stretched out his hand and rubbed the woman's head: "Didn't you panic before about choking?"

Mei Hua rolled her eyes at him: "There are children at home, right? I'm afraid you'll choke them. They're not in this house now."

Meihua suddenly raised her head and looked into Ye Wancheng's eyes: "I saw that you were in a bad mood last time you came back, so I didn't interrogate you. Did you do anything to feel sorry for me outside?"

Ye Wancheng's expression suddenly stiffened. The cigarette butt suddenly fell on the quilt, and he quickly sat up and dusted it to the ground.

When he lay down again, Mei Hua lay in his arms again and whispered softly: "If I was just doubtful before, then I can be sure today. Because you are a person who can't lie."

Ye Wancheng was still thinking about how to say this, but Meihua stretched out her hand to cover his mouth: "Don't say anything. If you really make a mistake, the biggest torture you will suffer is the guilt in your heart. How can I Can I still be willing to blame you?"

Ye Wancheng's eyes instantly became moist. For such a woman who had been with him for nearly twenty years without any regrets and gave birth to four sons for him, how could he be so confused and make such a mistake?

This time his tears finally flowed down, but he didn't sob. Maybe he hadn't shed tears for too long, right? The tears were a little cloudy and stung his eyes. Mei Hua held him in her arms like a child, and they both fell asleep at some point.

Ye Ling looked at the child in her arms with big eyes, thick eyebrows, and long eyelashes like two small brushes when sleeping. Time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, the baby is one week and eight months old.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!"

"Hey, Ling'er, are you okay?" A slightly magnetic baritone sounded from the microphone. Ye Ling's hand holding the phone stiffened for a moment, then softened.

"I'm fine. How are you in Osaka?"

There was silence for a while, and the voice was a little hoarse: "I'm not doing well here. The pace of life is too fast. I don't even have time to sleep."

The voice paused here, and then said it anyway: "I still miss you and Yuji."

Ye Ling looked at the sleeping child, a little unbearable, but then said firmly: "Hong Bo, Yuji is not your child, and our marriage is just a contract. I'm sorry for this, but I'll tell you in advance. It’s very clear. If you are so good, a good girl will like you. So, don’t bother me again in the future, okay?”

The receiver smiled bitterly: "Ye Ling, I know you don't love me. But I love you, and I am willing to do anything for you!"

"But I don't want to. I hope you can live a good life in the future and stop disturbing me!" After saying this, Ye Ling hung up the phone.

Lying back on the bed, Hong Bo's shadow flashed before Ye Ling's eyes. The man had single eyelids, small eyes, and was not tall. His mother is of Japanese descent who was evacuated after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War and did not have time to leave. She later married and came to Jinling.

The man she married was a Kuomintang soldier with a disabled arm. His arm was injured when he fought with the Japanese on the bayonet. This kind of family living situation will not be very good.

Hongbo's parents were assigned to the cleaning team. Hong Bo's father is from Shandong and is very tall. But he completely inherited his mother's genes, which made his father never like him.

Whenever he drinks alcohol at night, he will take it out on him, and he often doesn't even have dinner. Ye Ling lives in the same courtyard as him, and his family conditions are relatively good. Her father is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor who entered the hospital after liberation, and her mother is a teacher. Although Ye Ling has two older brothers, she is the most favored one.

Seeing that Hong Bo often couldn't eat dinner, Ye Ling often secretly brought him something to eat. It's just that Ye Ling has always been sympathetic to him, but Hong Bo has regarded her as his goddess since he was a child.

Later, Hong Bo also studied medicine with Ye Ling's father, and the two entered the hospital together. Hong Bo has always had a low self-esteem. Although he has always liked Ye Ling, he did not dare to confess. Until one day Ye Ling came to him and told him that she was pregnant and wanted to give birth, so he married her without hesitation.

Under the same roof, perhaps Hong Bo's meticulousness moved Ye Ling, and Ye Ling gradually relaxed her guard against him, until one day Hong Bo climbed into Ye Ling's bed. Although nothing was done in the end, Ye Ling still decided to divorce.

Neither of them told anyone else about the reason for their divorce until Hongbo's grandmother found his mother from Japan through the diplomatic service, and then her mother took him to Osaka.

Ye Ling felt guilty about Hong Bo. She was taking advantage of him from the beginning to the end. But Hong Bo had always had no regrets, and Ye Ling himself knew that no one in the world could do it except Hong Bo, who could love her to this extent.

But love was never influenced by reason. Whether it was psychologically or physically, Ye Ling could not force herself to accept him. She knew that the man far away in northern Xinjiang was just a passer-by with her, but she couldn't resist and would rather stick to her love for him. She didn't even want to disturb him and let him bear the burden of having a child.

The sky in Jinling is a bit turbid and there are no stars. What is the night sky in Northern Xinjiang like? He told himself that he could touch the stars when he climbed to the top of the mountain. Is that true?

She often saw him galloping on a horse in her dreams, with boundless grassland beneath her feet. Looking up, you can see the snow-capped mountains that never melt all year round. She vowed that she would definitely go there and see where that man lived. And his eccentric son wrote two letters to herself. Although the language was very implicit, she understood what the little guy was saying.