Spring nights are short, and the time to get together is always so fast. I don't know when the sun has secretly turned around the eaves. The sunlight penetrates the closed curtains and casts some gentle light into the quiet bedroom. It covers Hei Mei's face and adds a beautiful and hazy halo.

Even if the heart is full of give up, but also to have to leave temporarily. He still has a lot of things to do and a lot of people to make up for. Yang Xiaobao leaned over Heimei's forehead and left a gentle kiss. He turned around and crept back to the door and opened it.

Although the door has been opened as light as possible, Hei Mei woke up and sat up from the bed. Yang Xiaobao was full of guilt: "sorry, I woke you up. For more than a year, it's hard for you to get a good sleep... "

Hei Mei lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed and hugged Yang Xiaobao. Her arms were so tight that he had some difficulty breathing. Hei Mei's head was close to his broad chest, and there was no crying voice. Yang Xiaobao felt the soft body in his arms, the slight trembling, and the wet feeling from his chest.

"You didn't wake me up. I had a nightmare about the day you were on the execution ground. I don't want to have any more nightmares Black sister choked, arms to Yang Xiaobao hoop more tightly, as if not wake up from a nightmare.

Yang Xiaobao's heart swelled with a stream of moving heat, and then filled his chest with deep guilt. He knew that this was definitely not Hei Mei, but no one moved chopsticks alone, and everyone was watching Yang Xiaobao.

It turned out that they were waiting for themselves, waiting for themselves to come back. It's a feast for myself.

Yang Xiaobao thought that after his accident, there was no labor in his family, and his family must have been taken care of and helped by the villagers and uncles all year round. Now he is gathering together to help his younger generation. Countrymen are most concerned about seniority, and the elders don't wait for a younger generation to arrive before using chopsticks. Moreover, some of them still have grudges against each other. They would never sit at the same table.

But today, all of these make an exception for themselves.

Yang Xiaobao was so excited that he knelt down and kowtowed to the local uncles. He choked and said in a loud voice: "I'm not here these days, thanks to the local uncles to help me. I, Yang Xiaobao, leave a sentence here today: the difficulties of the villagers in the future are my difficulties. The villagers who can come to my house to drink today, even if they have any small grudges in the past, will be exposed from now on! "

As soon as Yang Xiaobao knelt down, the villagers on the scene could not sit down and stood up in a commotion. Some old aunts and uncles were wiping tears, and even the village men, who had always been loud, could not help but blush.

Sitting on the table, one of the village's most senior uncles stood up, held the table and said, "just come back! Just come back! Xiao Bao, I heard that you have done a lot of great things for your country. Your uncle can't understand this, but just listen to what you say, your uncle will know that your child has great potential, great ability and great insight! Good! Good! Good

Yang Xiaobao rushed forward, took his uncle and said with a smile, "uncle, please sit down and eat less wine and more vegetables. You're not afraid that your old aunt who's gone will pull your ear in her dream at night. I'm still afraid. No matter how promising she is, it's useless. "

Although this uncle is of high rank, he has always been a fearless "prone ear". There was a burst of knowing laughter at the banquet. Some people even coughed up the wine they had drunk. The atmosphere at the banquet became lively. Yang Xiaobao took the opportunity to get out of the spotlight, sneaked to his father, pulled him aside and complained, "Dad, I'll be back when I get back. What are you doing with such a big scene?"

When he heard this, he was not happy. He glared at him and said, "I just heard what you said, but I think you've grown up. Now you're back, aren't you? You're working for your country, aboveboard. If I don't make it more grand, people will think that you are afraid of crime and have come back! What do you mean to make such a big scene? The common people in Pingtou have to have a banquet when they give birth to a son and build a house. You've got a gun and come back alive. Isn't that bigger than building a house and having a son? "

"Yes, yes, Dad." Yang Xiaobao had to be convinced.

"Oh, speaking of having a son, when will you add another one to our Yang family?" As soon as the father mentioned giving birth to a son, his words were completely skewed to one side. The wrinkles on his face were all stretched out, his eyes were shining, and he said with a smile: "you have brought back another piece of good land. You have to work hard!"

Naturally, Yang Xiaobao was not good enough to talk to his father about the fact that he had just ploughed twice and sowed tens of billions of seeds. He said vaguely, "Dad, this matter is too urgent. There is still business to do."