After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

The old scars were revealed, and Bao Han's face darkened: "Are you here to drink with me, or are you here to carry a pot?"

Which pot does not open which pot.

As the wine went down his throat, Lu Zhilu smiled lightly: "Aren't you trying to step on your pain to make me feel better?"

Sufferings cannot be compared, but the best way to comfort people is that you are worse off than me.

Bo Hanshi glanced at him indifferently, "I have been suffering for eight years, and you are just going anywhere, just wait and see."

Lu Zhilu: "Thank you, I was comforted."

"..."

He laughed angrily when he was cold.

When he drank until 2:30 in the morning, Bo Hanshi glanced at the time and prepared to call a driver.

Lu Zhilu drank a lot of wine and was half drunk. "It's only what time and you have to leave? You are too boring."

With that said, he reached out and held Bo Hanshi's shoulders, preventing him from leaving.

"You've had too much to drink, so stop making trouble."

Bo Hanshi pushed his arm away, not intending to care about him, but seeing that he was a little drunk, he picked up his mobile phone, scanned his face, and made some operations: "I called a driver for you, where are you going? Laozhai or Lanting?”

Lu Zhilu lay on the bar drunkenly. He lost his temper when he was drunk. He said in a soft and hoarse voice: "I'm not going back anywhere."

"Are you going to sleep here all night?"

However, this Evernight Bar is Lu Zhilu's territory. There is a suite upstairs, so there is really no problem for him to spend the night here.

Bo Hanshi threw his cell phone back on the bar. Seeing his sluggish look, he didn't call him a driver.

As long as he drinks like this, no one will take care of him in Lanting, and he will only be scolded when he returns to his old house.

He offered his hand and helped Lu Zhilu to the suite upstairs.

Just as he threw the person on the bed and turned around to leave, this guy suddenly hugged his waist from behind: "Am I so unworthy of your trust? Am I that bad?"

Bo Hanshi: "...?"

He smiled curiously and asked: "Nanchu, why has your waist become thicker? You have been eating well recently, haha."

In my impression, the waist is quite thin and soft, not as stiff as this waist.

Bo Hanshi suddenly pushed him away with a chill, "...you must be sick!"

Lu Zhilu was pushed down on the bed like that, but this guy refused to give up and grabbed his trousers, "Who is sick? You are fucking sick! Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant... I will take care of you!" "

"Who the hell wants you to care! You are crying in the wrong grave, brother!"

Bo Hanshi pulled his hand away with a dark face. If he hadn't escaped quickly, his thigh would have been hugged by this guy.

Thinking of that scene, goosebumps fell all over the place.

After Lu Zhilu struggled a lot, his whole body went limp, he had no extra strength, and he stopped writhing while lying on the bed.

When he went downstairs to leave, the guy on the bed was yelling like a corpse——

"Nan Chu, come back here! Do you hear me?"

"..."

He was still yelling: "Where are the people!"

Bo Hanshi walked downstairs faster, "I flew away overnight!"

Lu Zhilu: "Grass!"

……

Half a year later, the imperial capital.

Military apron.

Lu Zhilu, wearing a black combat uniform, got off the helicopter and came out with a bag on one shoulder.

A familiar Maybach was parked outside the airport, waiting for someone.

Bao Hanshi was standing by the car, looking down at work news, when a baggage hit him hard.

He reacted quickly and caught it with one hand. When he raised his eyes, he met a pair of smiling eyes.

Lu Zhilu stood there and smiled wildly: "You have a conscience! You still know how to pick me up! Why don't you hug me with your brother?"

He spread his arms.

Bo Hanshi hit his shoulder hard, threw his bag into the car, and said with disgust as always: "Why are you hugging me? Get in the car and take you to have full moon wine."

"Full Moon Wine? Has Qiao Yu given birth to a child?"

Bo Hanshi started the car and gave him a meaningful look, "You'll know when we get there."

Lu Zhilu put on his seat belt and complained: "It's so mysterious, people who don't know would think it's your illegitimate son who is hosting the full moon banquet."

"Fuck you uncle! I don't have an illegitimate child, stop spreading rumors!"

Lu Zhilu was slightly suspicious, "Who else needs us to participate? Kawako's? Didn't he break up with us?"

Bo Han said the same thing as before: "Think for yourself."

……

The black Maybach drove all the way to the Lu family's old house.

Lu Zhilu was confused: "Why come to my house to drink full-moon wine? Could it be that my father picked up an illegitimate child and came back?"

Bo Han smiled angrily.

This guy curses people, even his own father.

He was exiled at the border for a full half year. During this six months, he never came back once. When he stood at the door of the Lu family's old house again, the guard at the door almost didn't recognize him.

"Master, you are so dark!"

The corner of Lu Zhilu's mouth twitched: "...You can try to stay at the border for half a year."

The guard was a young guy. He scratched his head and smiled: "It's not only dark, but it also looks a lot calmer. Come in quickly, the senior minister is waiting for you to start the banquet!"

Lu Zhilu subconsciously thought that he was here to take care of him. As soon as he walked into the old house with long legs and strode, a loud cry of a baby suddenly came to his ears.

Where did the baby come from?

Could it be that his father is really dishonest and that he "comes to old age and gets a son"?

He dropped the bag on his shoulder and walked inside following the baby's cry, "Boss, did you hear the cry?"

"heard it."

Bo Hanshi followed him calmly.

There were several people gathered in the courtyard not far away.

The old man was surrounded by them, holding a swaddling baby in his hands, and he was nudging the little baby in his arms carefully and lovingly.

The baby opened its tiny eyes and stared blankly at the great-grandfather in front of him. After a while, he suddenly cried loudly again with a "wow" sound!

The old man was extremely anxious, "You just drank milk, why are you crying again?"

Qiao Yu asked with a pregnant belly: "Is it possible that there are too many strange faces today, which scares the children?"

The old man quickly coaxed the children: "If you don't cry, don't cry. Grandpa told them to get out. You go away, don't scare our children here."

Everyone: "..."

The old man couldn't put it down when he hugged a child. Other elders wanted to hug him, but the old man wouldn't let him.

"Don't hug me badly!"

"...?"

Will you die if you hug me?

Just when everyone was having fun teasing the children, a familiar male voice that had not been heard for a long time came over.

Lu Zhilu: "Whose child is this?"

The old man was startled, raised his head and looked over slowly——

Lu Zhilu stood there with tall and long legs. He was a lot darker due to the wind and sun, but he looked much more resolute and steady than half a year ago.

In the past six months, he had not contacted his family, and he had not even reported that he was safe.

It was all from the old man’s own contacts.

This half-year period is not dangerous, but the border conditions are difficult and extremely test and temper one's endurance.

He seemed to have been worn down a bit.

The old man looked at him with burning eyes, his deep eyes gradually becoming sour and moist.

Under his gaze, Lu Zhilu walked up to him step by step, "Grandpa, I'm back."