Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

Weng Shuxu showed an expression of disbelief, her eyes were wide open, her mouth was open, and her eyes were full of tears.

Her eldest grandson is not dead?

Weng Shuxu grabbed Jiang Yan's hand and wanted to ask something, but the words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say a word. She was so excited that her body was shaking slightly and she was gasping for breath.

Her vision went dark, her chest felt stuffy, and she almost fell backward.

"Grandma, don't get excited!" Jiang Yan held her and said, "Dad, quickly give the medicine to grandma."

"okay."

Jiang Ci was standing next to Weng Shuxu. He quickly took the pill from her hand and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

"Yes, take the medicine first." Jiang Baitao had recovered by now, and his complexion looked normal.

Weng Shuxu swallowed the medicine instinctively. After two seconds, he felt the stuffiness in his chest had dissipated a lot, the darkness in front of his eyes was no longer there, and he felt much better.

Li Yuejin breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid that something might happen to the old lady, so they didn't dare to tell her right away. They had to wait until Yanyan got off work and was present.

Looking back now, this decision was absolutely the right one.

Jiang Chuancheng poured some water for the old couple and asked them to drink it to calm down. Jiang Yan took the opportunity to drop some spiritual spring water into the water bowl and watched them drink it with his own eyes before he felt relieved.

"Where's your brother? Why doesn't he go home if he's alright?"

"I was just about to tell you this." Jiang Chao said somewhat disappointedly, "He was injured on the battlefield and lost his memory. He doesn't remember anything. If Yanyan hadn't recognized him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to come back now."

Weng Shuxu was so distressed that tears fell down. He kept beating his chest and almost died of crying. "Oh my God, why are you torturing the child like this?"

"Mom, don't be so excited. Chuanjun doesn't recognize you now. It will be so embarrassing when he comes over and sees you like this! You should at least make the child feel less uncomfortable."

"My dear, it's a good thing that the child is back. What will Chuanjun do if you continue like this? He has lost his memory now. It would be so uncomfortable for him to see you like this." Jiang Baitao advised her, but tears kept falling from his eyes.

"Grandma, my brother is still waiting. If you keep crying, he won't dare to come in."

"That's right, wipe your tears and don't scare him."

The old couple calmed down and said, "Yes, it's a good thing that my eldest grandson is back. I'm so happy that I can't wait to cry. Yanyan, please ask your brother to come over so that I can take a good look at my eldest grandson."

At the end, he choked up a bit.

Jiang Yan pushed the door open and walked out, signaling Si Lu to bring Jiang Chuanjun over.

Jiang Chuanjun walked through the corridor and headed towards the room where the old couple lived. The corridor seemed to have no end. Every step he took was so heavy, and the footsteps were so solid, as if each step was stepping on his heart.

Finally, he walked into the door and saw several unfamiliar faces. Two old people stood up tremblingly, and they were happy and sad to see him.

Their tears never fell on him, but he could feel the heat of those tears.

"Chuanjun, my...my eldest grandson is not dead." Jiang Baitao burst into tears, and he started to laugh while crying, "That's great, that's great, Chuanjun is not dead."

Weng Shuxu was not much better than him. She held Jiang Chuanjun's hand, touched his skinny arm, and burst into tears.

"You kid, why don't you go home? How could you...how could you forget about it?" Weng Shuxu choked up and said, "You've become darker and thinner. You must have suffered so much."

Jiang Ci was crying silently beside him, and Jiang Chuancheng was crying behind him. Even though the middle school boy was sad, he didn't want to be seen.

Li Yuejin wiped his eyes and stepped forward, "Son, this is your grandpa and grandma, call them."

When the old couple heard her words, they stopped crying immediately, sniffed their noses, and looked at him eagerly.

Although Jiang Chuanjun had no memories, he could feel the concern of his relatives. Recognizing them was much easier than he had imagined. He called out with almost no effort.

"grandfather."

"grandmother."

These four simple words brought the old couple to tears.

"Me, and me, Chuanjun, I am your second uncle."

Jiang Chuanjun nodded and called out, "Second Uncle."

"Brother, I, I am your brother." Jiang Chuancheng cried so sadly that he was not afraid of others seeing him crying when they recognized each other. His nose was full of snot bubbles from crying.

Jiang Chuanjun reached out and rubbed Jiang Chuancheng's head, as if to acknowledge this younger brother.

Jiang Yan felt a little sad, "Finally the family is reunited." How great.

That night, the Jiang family members were crying and laughing in the guesthouse.

Such extreme crying and laughing vented out all the grievances, frustrations and pains of the past few years.

After a long time, everyone calmed down completely.

"Uncle, can you stay for the New Year?"

"No." Jiang Chao said with some regret: "There are still many things to do in the military district. When I go back, I have to work overtime to make up for the work I have missed in the past few days."

He also wants to spend the New Year with his son.

At this moment, Jiang Chao seemed to be five years younger. When he spoke, there was a smile in his eyes and he was in high spirits.

To recover what you have lost is the happiest thing in the world.

"Dad!" Jiang Chuancheng, who was standing next to Jiang Ci, suddenly said, "Can I call you uncle now like before?"

Everyone was stunned by his question.

Although Jiang Chuanjun had lost his memory, he understood what was going on. He couldn't help but clench his fists, and felt a lump in his heart.

Li Yuejin comforted him, "At that time, we thought you and Chuanzhi were gone. It happened to be a turbulent time in those years, so the fate of your second uncle and your grandparents was almost certain. Chuanzhi was still young, and we couldn't bear to let him suffer, so we came up with this idea."

"Inheritance, do you want to call me uncle or dad?"

Jiang Chuancheng grinned, "I still want to call you uncle. Uncle, you have a big brother now. If I still call you dad, then my dad will have no son!"

Everyone was amused by his words, but when they thought about it carefully, they felt very sad.

"Dad, what are you laughing at?" The angry look of the middle school boy is really hilarious.

"I still have your sister..." Jiang Ci smiled and slapped his thigh, looking very disgusted.

"Oh, by the way, Dad, Si Lu has found a house." Jiang Yan said, "It has a private entrance and yard, and it's quite spacious. Why don't we go take a look tomorrow and buy anything we need, otherwise it will be the New Year."

"Chuanjun, what do you think?"

This was already a done deal.

"Okay." He had no objection.

When everyone heard him say that, they all breathed a sigh of relief. "Great, let's go check it out tomorrow. The guesthouse is quite expensive. It's better to move there early. The Chinese New Year is just a few days away."

"Si Lu, thank you so much. I'm sorry to trouble you again."

"Grandma, you are just being polite. We are a family. Yanyan can only feel at ease after you are settled."

The couple has such a good relationship, it's really enviable.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, Jiang Yan called Jiang Chao out alone...