Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin pushed the door open and walked in. The scene in front of him made him laugh. Zhou Xiaobai was like a child, with her face buried in the quilt. Her face was red, and she was obviously sulking. He tiptoed to the bed and asked softly, "Wife, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Xiaobai heard the voice, turned over, and turned his back to Zhong Yuemin, saying in a dissatisfied tone, "Ignore me, I don't want to talk to you, it's all your fault."

Zhong Yuemin smiled helplessly. This cute little wife was really cute when she was angry. He sat on the bed, reached out and gently stroked Zhou Xiaobai's back, and coaxed her softly. "Okay, wife, don't be angry. Isn't it okay for me to apologize?"

Zhou Xiaobai sat up suddenly and glared at Zhong Yuemin. "It's easy for you to say that. What will I do when the time comes to go to school?"

Zhong Yuemin was stunned. He didn't expect Zhou Xiaobai to care so much about school. He thought about it and answered seriously. "Don't worry, my wife. I have thought about it. The time for delivery is during the summer vacation. If it doesn't work, I will talk to the principal. Then I will ask for two months of leave for you."

Zhou Xiaobai sighed. "That's not what I meant. I'm just not ready yet."

Zhong Yuemin looked at Zhou Xiaobai's worried expression, held her hand, and said affectionately, "Don't worry, my dear. I will never let you give up your dream. But at the same time, I will not let you face it alone. No matter what difficulties we face, we will work together and overcome them together."

Zhou Xiaobai's eyes moistened slightly after hearing Zhong Yuemin's words. She knew that this man truly loved her. She nodded gently. "Well, let's work hard together."

"Wife, that's right, don't be angry, it's not good for the baby."

"It's all your fault. You always bully me."

"Wife, don't blame me for that day, I was just..."

"Don't say it!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you. Let's go out for dinner."

In the cold winter, the world is covered with snow, and the winter vacation has come in a blink of an eye. For many people, the winter vacation means rest and reunion, but for Zhong Yuemin, it means the beginning of his winemaking.

Zhong Yuemin had many friends, and he knew most of the children of cadres in the city. When they heard that Zhong Yuemin had started to make wine, they came to his small yard every day, some to see the novelty, and some to taste the wine he brewed.

Anyway, the courtyard was always full of guests. Chen Yijun and Zhou Xiaobai thought to themselves, fortunately, they were not brewing "Meng Zhongjun".

Of course, the happiest person was the little girl Zhong Shihua, because everyone who came brought her gifts.

When Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan were at home, Zhong Yuemin's friends didn't dare to come. But a new situation emerged. It might be that Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan boasted to their old comrades. How about the wine brewed by Zhong Yuemin? How about it? From then on, many old comrades came every day, and now Zhong Yuemin could only pretend to be a grandson.

The morning sun shines through the gaps in the curtains, scattering in patches in the yard. Zhong Yuemin sits in front of the stove, holding a bowl of freshly cooked wine in his hands, his eyes a little dull. In his ears, he hears the loud laughter of his father Zhong Shanyue and father-in-law Zhou Zhennan, mixed with bursts of passionate words.

"At that time, our company encountered an ambushes by the enemy in the jungle. Lao Yue and I stood shoulder to shoulder. Bullets flew past our heads, but we didn't even blink!" An old comrade waved his arms, as if he had returned to the smoke-filled battlefield.

"That's right, I can hear the whirring sound of bullets flying past."

Zhong Yuemin sighed softly. He could recite all these stories by heart. His father and these old comrades were always like this. Whenever an old comrade came to visit, they would start their battle memoirs. He tried to interrupt, but was always dismissed with a sentence "Young man, what do you know?"

Today, several old comrades came to the house. They were wearing military uniforms from different eras, some were green, some were blue, and the badges on their shoulders were different, but they all shone with the glory of being a soldier. Their arrival made the house more lively. Zhong Yuemin went to the house and brought out tables, chairs and benches for these uncles to sit down.

"Yuemin, hurry up. Bring this pot of first wine here. Let us old comrades have a good taste." Zhong Shanyue's voice interrupted Zhong Yuemin's thoughts.

"Okay, Dad, the wine will be ready soon." Zhong Yuemin knew that few of these old comrades didn't like to drink. It might be a way for them to release their emotions, or it might be a way for them to reminisce about the past.

Soon, Zhong Yuemin quickly picked up the wine pot and prepared to pour wine for everyone. He originally wanted to use small cups to pour wine for everyone, but was criticized by an old comrade named Li.

"Xiao Zhong! You are so petty, just like your father. This small cup is half empty, who are you looking down on? Bring on the bowl!" Comrade Li stared and said generously.

Zhong Yuemin smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the bowls. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this old comrade Li is really generous! So he began to pour wine for everyone, one bowl after another, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Comrade Li picked up the bowl and proposed a toast to everyone. "Comrades, we are gathered here today, and I would like to offer my toast to you. You must have a good drink! Come on, let's drink!" After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, and everyone couldn't help but cheer.

On this sunny afternoon, several old comrades gathered together, accompanied by melodious laughter and the sound of clinking glasses. Among them, Mr. Li and Mr. Zhao were the best among them. They not only had brilliant achievements, but were also lifelong friends.

Mr. Li is gentle and elegant, and his words always reveal his profound cultural heritage. He gently picked up the wine glass and tasted the liquid in the glass carefully, with appreciation in his eyes. "Good wine, deep amber, elegant and delicate, with a honey fragrance, sweet and smooth aftertaste." He commented slowly, as if describing a beautiful painting.

Mr. Zhao has a straightforward personality and is not particular about details. His appreciation of wine is as direct as his personality. "The wine is fragrant, mellow and elegant, full-bodied, sweet and refreshing, with harmonious flavors and a long aftertaste. It is a rare good wine." His words are full of praise and respect for this glass of wine.

Mr. Wang couldn't help but interject, "This wine is indeed extraordinary. Its brewing process must be very sophisticated. It is a great blessing in life to be able to taste such a good wine."

Mr. Zhang smiled and added: "Yes, this kind of good wine can make us forget our worries and enjoy the beauty of the present. This is how life should be, enjoy every moment."

Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan laughed after hearing this. Zhou Zhennan said, "Lao Zhao, Lao Zhang, how is it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

The two shook their heads. "No, no."

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became more and more heated. Zhong Yuemin sat aside and quietly observed these veterans who had fought and died on the battlefield. Their faces were full of traces of time, and their eyes were shining with nostalgia for the past. They talked about tactics, courage, and sacrifice, and every detail revealed their respect and nostalgia for that time.

Zhong Yuemin felt a complex emotion in his heart. He respected these veterans, they were the heroes of the country and the pride of the people.

As time went by, the veterans gradually turned their conversation to the future. They talked about the military changes in the new era and the responsibilities of the younger generation. Zhong Yuemin's ears pricked up involuntarily, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Zhong, you've been listening there for a long time. Do you have any opinions?" Mr. Zhao suddenly asked.

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment. He was just a bystander, so why was he asked this question? He calmed down and began to explain his views. He talked about the role of technology in future wars, the trend of information warfare, and his thoughts on future military development.

After listening to this, the veterans fell into deep thought. "Xiao Zhong! Can you explain it in detail? We haven't heard of your views before."

"Yes! Xiao Zhong, just tell us everything. No one will blame you if it's not well said."

Zhong Yuemin chuckled. "This is just my personal opinion. Don't take it seriously. In the future, there should be no large-scale wars for at least forty years. Non-military warfare extends the tentacles of war to every corner of society, highlighting a more important role. Wars that transcend all boundaries and limits, in short: unrestricted warfare. Financial unrestricted warfare, trade unrestricted warfare, ecological unrestricted warfare, new terrorist unrestricted warfare, network unrestricted warfare, economic unrestricted warfare, cultural unrestricted warfare, diplomatic unrestricted warfare and other forms of unrestricted warfare that emerge in endlessly."

A few people looked at each other, not understanding at all.

Zhong Shanyue and Zhou Zhennan looked at all this with a hint of surprise in their eyes. They had never realized that their son and son-in-law had grown into a thoughtful and insightful young man without them noticing, and proud smiles appeared on their faces.

After a while, Mr. Li suddenly said, "Your house is really nice. Why don't we be neighbors?"

Mr. Zhao also agreed. "That's exactly what I was thinking."

"You two old guys, you just want to come over and have some wine and tea when you have nothing to do."

The two of them had nothing to be embarrassed about, and the others also looked excited. Zhong Yuemin smiled and didn't take it seriously, thinking they were joking.

In the long river of life, Zhong Yuemin is like a twinkling star, lighting his way alone. His life is full of adventures and surprises, and his hobby during this winter vacation, brewing wine, has become the main theme of his entire vacation life.

On February 1981, 2, the New Year's Eve, Zhong Yuemin sat quietly in the yard, admiring the wine that kept pouring out. Full of fragrance and sweetness, he smiled, as if he saw a beautiful picture of the future.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the door, as if a lot of people had come. Zhong Yuemin thought to himself that it must be Zhou Xiaobai's brothers and sisters who had come.

"Yuemin, we are going to have the New Year's Eve dinner at your place this year. Sorry to trouble you and Xiaobai!" The voice of Zhou Xiaobai's elder brother Zhou Huaijun had not arrived yet.

"Brother, what are you talking about? Don't be polite when you are here, girl, call someone!"

"Hello uncle, hello aunt. Hello aunt."

"This little girl is so adorable! Come here and let auntie hold her."

"Yuemin, what are you doing?"

"Brother, I'm making wine!"

Chen Yijun said with a smile, "You are in for a treat today! You will definitely like the wine brewed by Yuemin."

"Yuemin, is this true or false?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded, and began to get busy. He was operating the last pot of wine, and now he was quite proficient in the steps.

The restaurant was filled with the aroma of delicious food, as Gao Songshan himself cooked. The children were having fun in the large yard, their laughter intertwined with the adults' laughter, creating a warm and beautiful picture.

Zhou Xiaobai's sister and sisters-in-law also joined in the busy preparations. They chatted about family matters while helping to wash vegetables, cut vegetables, and make dumplings. Soon, the table was filled with a variety of delicious dishes: braised pork, shredded pork with fish flavor, stir-fried vegetables, stewed chicken and duck... The aroma was overflowing and mouth-watering.

Zhou Xiaobai became the protected object and was not allowed to do anything.

As night fell, the preparations for the New Year's Eve dinner were ready. Three tables of sumptuous food were set up in the living room, and the aroma was overflowing, making people salivate. The children's tables were even more dazzling, with all kinds of delicious food.

Zhong Yuemin suggested with a smile on his face, "Dad, you two elders should talk for a while."

Zhong Shanyue said to Zhou Zhennan, "My dear, come here!"

Zhou Zhennan stood up with a smile, looked around, and was filled with emotion. "I am so pleased to see everyone gathered together tonight. This New Year's Eve dinner is a time for our family to reunite and a time for us to be grateful. Here, I would like to thank you all for coming and thank the children for their company. I wish you good health and smooth work in the new year. I hope the children will grow up healthily and happily."

Everyone echoed, "Good! Good! Happy New Year!"

Zhong Yuemin felt warm in his heart as he watched the children happily eating their meals. He was filled with emotion as he thought about the changes in his family over the years. Since his mother passed away, he has cherished the time he spends with his family even more. He knows that life is short and family love is priceless.

At this time, Zhong Shanyue suddenly said to Zhong Yuemin, "Yuemin, you have always been my proudest son. You are young and promising, but you must also remember that family always comes first. No matter how busy you are, you must make time to spend with your family."

Zhong Yuemin was shocked and filled with emotion after hearing this. He knew his father's good intentions and understood his responsibilities in the family. "Dad, I will definitely remember this. I toast to you. I wish you good work and good health."

At the dinner table, relatives and friends were chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious. Zhou Huaian said embarrassedly, "Yuemin, the wine you brew is really good. Can I take some with me when I leave?"

"It's okay, brother. Take some with you when you leave, brother and brother-in-law."

"That's great, Yuemin, let me toast you."

"Brother, you are so polite. I should toast you."

"it's the same."

"With you here, this year is meaningful!"

Everyone echoed in unison. "Yes, yes, our family is reunited, and that is the happiest thing!"

Zhou's brothers and sisters sat around the table, tasting the wine and delicacies carefully prepared by Zhong Yuemin, and their laughter and blessings echoed in the air, forming a warm picture.

After the children finished their meal, they ran to the yard to set off firecrackers and fireworks. The blast of firecrackers and the bright fireworks outside set off the warmth and harmony inside the house.

It was late at night, and the brothers and sisters of the Zhou family went back to their rooms to rest. Only Zhong Yuemin and Zhou Xiaobai were left. They sat at the table and tasted the last glass of wine.

"Yuemin, you know what? I've never seen a New Year's Eve dinner like this."

Zhou Xiaobai said with a smile, "I like this kind of atmosphere very much."

"Wife, as long as you are happy."