The rookie returns and flies in the apocalypse

After a long while, the woman's eyes turned slowly.

"Xiaoqian..."

An old face crying loudly, seems familiar, yet very strange.

She remembered this voice. She was not completely insensitive to the outside world. This voice had accompanied her through countless long days and nights.

I wanted to laugh, but tears rolled down my cheeks first. I tried hard to call out his name, but my throat was so dry that I couldn't utter a single syllable.

Holding the woman's hand, which was so skinny that there was not a single bit of flesh on it, the old man cried like a wronged child.

Zuo Ling watched indifferently, neither curious about their past nor showing any excitement or sadness.

The old man's tears were like a reservoir with the floodgates opened, while the woman's tears were like a gurgling stream, one unrestrained, the other restrained.

As she cried, the woman finally realized that there was another person in the room. When she saw Zuo Ling's face clearly, her eyes gradually widened with surprise, confusion, fear, and disbelief.

For her, the past 37 years have been just a long sleep.

He raised his hand towards Zuo Ling, tears flowing rapidly and violently, and unsounded syllables came out of his throat.

There was a bowl and a spoon on the table. Zuo Ling poured some water into the bowl and added some space well water.

The woman looked increasingly anxious, and she tried to hold the old man's hand, wanting him to tell her who Zuo Ling was. However, her physical function was very poor, and she held the hand for a long time with shaking hands, but she could not exert any strength at all.

Noticing the woman's movements, the old man wiped his tears and said, "Yes, yes, she is your daughter. You have been sleeping for a long, long time, and she has grown so big."

Daughter, she heard it right, it was really her daughter.

In order to avoid being arrested by the Jin family, he had no choice but to abandon his daughter at the door of the orphanage.

In a blink of an eye, the little ball in my arms has grown so big.

The woman's lips moved as she stared at Zuo Ling's face, not daring to blink.

Zuo Ling put the spoon to the woman's mouth. The woman stared at Zuo Ling's face, opened her mouth unconsciously, fed her more than ten spoonfuls of water, and put down the bowl.

Zuo Ling was not as excited as women. When he needed a woman, she was not there. When he no longer needed her, she appeared. How could he feel admiration for her?

The scenes in novels and TV shows where a mother and daughter, or a father and son who haven't seen each other for decades hug each other and cry bitterly are simply impossible to happen to Zuo Ling.

Zuo Ling’s coldness hurt the woman, and the light in her eyes broke into pieces.

"you……"

A hoarse sound like coarse sand rubbing against glass came out of his throat.

The word "you" exhausted all the woman's energy, and she couldn't say even one more word.

The old man was dissatisfied with Zuo Ling's attitude and was about to scold him, but Zuo Ling didn't want to listen to him and said first:

"She won't be around for long. If you have anything to say, tell her. You don't need to worry about my affairs."

What?! The old man turned to look at the woman, and when he looked back again, Zuo Ling had already pushed the door open and left.

After lying in bed for 37 years without moving, all the flesh in my body has become weak.

Faced with a face like that, and the owner of the face being the person closest to her, Zuo Ling had already reached her limit in enduring until now.

She leaned against the door tiredly, unable to move for a long time. She was not as cold as she looked, but she also couldn't get close to him from the bottom of her heart.

When I opened my eyes again, I met a pair of scrutinizing eyes.

Ning Qiang wanted to find some clues from Zuo Ling's face, but he was disappointed. Apart from fatigue, he could not find any other emotions.

Zuo Ling walked out, not wanting to stay here for even a minute longer.

As for the woman inside, the old man has been able to protect her for 37 years and doesn't mind protecting her for a few more days.

The alarms rang more and more urgently. Ning Qiang ran out and Zuo Ling followed him.

Pei Nansheng, Xiao Hao and the three little ones were waiting outside anxiously.

Seeing Zuo Ling come out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

There were the sounds of footsteps and shouts everywhere. Soldiers were gathering and cannons were adjusting their directions, as if they were about to be invaded by foreign enemies.

In the distance, five armed helicopters were hovering in the sky, and the five-star logo on the helicopters was clearly visible.

The soldiers were at a loss. Which unit were these Chinese military personnel from?

They are all Chinese, should we shoot or not?

A man leaned against the cabin door and shouted through a loud speaker:

"Brothers and sisters, we are all one family. Don't be nervous. Don't be nervous. We are here to pick someone up. Keep your guns lowered. If we really start a fight, it will be a joke to outsiders."

He had a playful smile on his face and greeted the people below with a fist salute in a very chivalrous manner.

"Which unit are you from? You're kidding me by sending five armed helicopters to pick us up."

The man laughed arrogantly:

"It's not funny at all. We are really here to pick someone up. Didn't you see the five-star logo on our plane? And we speak fluent Mandarin. Foreigners can't even pretend to be like that."

Everyone laughed collectively, saying, "With that accent that I don't know where it came from, you have the audacity to claim that you speak Mandarin."

If it weren't for his strong accent, he might have really opened fire.

Zuo Ling and his family followed Ning Qiang onto the deck.

The man's eyes lit up, he stood up, hooked his foot on the cabin door, and pointed in the direction of Zuo Ling:

"They are the ones we want to pick up, hahahaha, hand them over."

After saying that, he waved vigorously at Zuo Ling: "Sister Zuo, don't be afraid, we are here to pick you up."

Ning Qiang's mouth twitched and he spoke as if I had done something to them.

Everyone looked over here.

Xiao Hao said excitedly: "It's Brother Chen Hao."

Not only Chen Hao, but Guo Qi and Di Sheng also came.

Ning Qiang sneered. The Bai family has planted a lot of people on my Ning family’s territory. It’s only been a short time and they’ve already found us.

Taking a look at Zuo Ling’s siblings, it is clear that the Bai family really values ​​these three siblings!

"Hey, um, um, you, Mr. Ning... Young Master Ning, please hand him over. We are the vanguard, and the warships are following us. If a fight breaks out, none of us will be in any good."

Damn, such a blatant threat, how could he tolerate this? Everyone looked at Ning Qiang.

Ning Qiang stood with his hands behind his back, looking sullen and saying nothing.

He knew the abilities of Zuo Ling and his sister, so after bringing them here, he naturally wanted to keep them.

Putting aside whether the other person is willing to stay, the fact that the Bai family caught up so quickly, even using armed helicopters and warships, shows their determination to pick them up.

Zuo Ling was lucid at one moment and confused at another. If Chen Hao and the others hadn't come, she would have planned to leave. But when someone really came to pick her up, she couldn't let go...

The major who had been seen before hurried over and whispered something in Ning Qiang's ear.

Ning Qiang thought about it, asked for a tweeter, and shouted to the sky:

"I invited them here, not to detain them. It's up to them whether they want to leave or stay."

After saying that, he handed the loudspeaker to Zuo Ling.

Zuo Ling lowered her head to think about something and didn't notice that Pei Nansheng took over the call.

"Chen Hao, you guys go back first. They... can't keep us. We will go back on our own."33?0?5qxs.?0?4m

Pei Nansheng didn't know what happened to Zuo Ling after she went in, but after living with her for several years, he could clearly see that there were some unsolved issues for Zuo Ling.

The order Chen Hao and his team received was to bring the person back. If they failed to do so, they would have to return in disgrace, and he had no say in the matter.

After communicating with the boss for a long time, he said:

"Brother Pei, Sister Zuo, we'll go back first. Don't worry, we have people in their base. If anything happens, just fire a few shots and we'll be here."

He shouted at Ning Qiang: "Hey, take good care of our family. If a fight really breaks out, with your limited force... haha, it's far from enough! Hahahaha... Let's go, let's go, see you later, I won't see you off, I won't see you off."

Arrogant, too arrogant.

Ning Qiang and his group glared angrily at the helicopters that roared away.

When the helicopter disappeared from view, Ning Qiang said:

"Sister Zuo, my uncle has something to tell you."

Zuo Ling was very conflicted. She didn't want to leave, nor did she want to go back. She couldn't tell what emotion she was feeling.

Before returning to the Ning family base, Ning Qiang hadn't seen his uncle for many years. The few times he remembered seeing him, he came and went in a hurry.

He had seen that study room not much earlier than Zuo Ling.

When Ning Qiang saw those portraits for the first time, he was extremely shocked.

His uncle didn't say anything about his relationship with the woman in the portrait. Ning Qiang privately thought that Zuo Ling was the child of his uncle and the woman on the hospital bed.

At that moment, Ning Qiang was somewhat happy. Who doesn't want to have a powerful psychic in the family?

The moment his uncle saw Zuo Ling, Ning Qiang knew that he was wrong, and very wrong.

It is true that the uncle was eager to see Zuo Ling, but his disgust when he saw Zuo Ling was equally clear.

When I saw the old man again, he was not lying on the hospital bed, but met Zuo Ling in the study.

Zuo Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She really didn't want to face the woman inside. It was really difficult for her to force herself to play the role of a loving mother and a filial son.

Ning Qiang was surprised that his uncle, who was seriously ill, could walk again.

Not only can you go to the ground, you can also paint! !

I thought to myself, what kind of magic did you use on my uncle that it was so miraculous.

Zuo Ling glanced at him and said, “This is not my credit.”

The old man was painting very seriously, his arms were shaking slightly. It was obvious that his body was supported by his energy and spirit, and he was not really well.

The old man paused and drew for a long time, and finally finished the drawing.

I put down the pen and my back was soaked with sweat.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while, then spoke something earth-shattering:

"I want to have a wedding."