C130

Chapter 130 - Home

When Zhang Minghai announced the holiday news, Falcon almost jumped up.

"Hey, is there anyone on the same route as me? Li Liqun, are we going in the same direction? " Ren Longfei gritted his teeth as he looked at Li Liqun who was lying on the bed.

Li Liqun's hands did not stop moving. She lowered her head and glanced at Ren Longfei, "Your family is in the northeast, but I'm in Henan, I'm in two different directions, okay?"

Ren Longfei shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he was the only northerner.

"You're not even following me? I'm alone!" Ren Longfei could not help but wail.

Li Liqun sealed the large and small bags in her hands, then looked at Ren Longfei with a face full of sympathy, but with eyes full of schadenfreude, "Feizi, take care of yourself, our family is near the team leader and Cheng, I heard that we can get there in four hours …"

After he finished speaking, Li Liqun carried his luggage and walked out of the dorm complacently, leaving a vexed Ren Longfei behind.

Since Zhang Ming Hai and Sun Fucheng were from the same place, the two of their luggage were immediately packed together. The two families weren't far from each other, and when Zhang Ming Hai's grandfather wasn't even the commander of the northern Chinese military region, the two families were side by side, but they weren't far from each other after moving into the commander building. Fortunately, they were both placed together, and would split up only after returning home.

"Boss, I'm so homesick! I'm so happy to be able to go home this time!" Sun Fucheng's eyes were filled with tears, it seemed like he really missed home.

Zhang Minghai helplessly glanced at Sun Fucheng, who had red eyes again, and couldn't help but begin to wonder how Sun Fucheng could have stayed in the Falcon Battalion for more than a year.

"Alright, aren't we going home now? Uncle and Auntie will definitely be happy! " Zhang Ming Hai patted Sun Fucheng's shoulders and said consolingly.

Hearing that, Sun Fucheng nodded his head heavily, and turned to look at Zhang Minghai excitedly: "Boss, I wonder if the old man has calmed down yet, thinking back to when he found out that you were going to join the army, and almost broke all ties with your father, causing the entire army compound to be in chaos."

After Zhang Minghai got off the train, he felt a little nervous. The fear of approaching the countryside probably referred to his current state of mind. However, Zhang Minghai was worried about his grandfather.

All his life, Old Master Zhang had been the commander of the northern military region of China, but after staying in that position for three years, he had retreated quickly and had nothing to do, all day long he had been thinking of training his grandson to become someone who could dance like ink and ink, but Zhang Minghai had been too disappointing, and followed his brother Zhao Xinming's love of becoming a soldier. Although Old Master Zhang was helpless, he did not give up, and wholeheartedly focused on bringing Zhang Minghai to the human army, which also shaped Zhang Minghai's calm and wise personality.

"About that, boss, then I'll go home first. I'll come to your house later to find you …" Take care, take care … " Standing at the entrance of the main hall, Sun Fucheng took the lead and walked towards his house. Without even turning his head back to say anything, he retreated, and before Zhang Minghai could say anything, he was already more than 10 metres away.

Zhang Minghai didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he shook his head. Then, he carried his luggage and walked in the direction of his home.

The path of his memories remained the same, the upright poplar trees were like two rows of sentries waiting to be inspected, solemn and solemn.

After walking for about a minute, a milky white building appeared in front of Zhang Minghai.

It was a European style building that had been built during the Republic of China era. It had once been a commander in chief of the Republic of China, and after being recruited as a military compound, the commanders had all stayed there.

"Hey, stop!"

At this moment, a rude and arrogant voice sounded out from behind Zhang Minghai. Zhang Minghai frowned and continued walking forward.

"Stop him!"

Right after he finished speaking, two arms in military uniform stretched out from in front of Zhang Minghai. Zhang Minghai looked along the arms, and saw that the uniforms looked like sentries in the courtyard of the military district.

Zhang Minghai frowned in displeasure.

The moment Zhang Liang said that, the two sentries looked at Zhang Minghai with vigilance. Seeing that Zhang Minghai was dressed in common attire and did not wear a military title, they gave him a military salute with serious expressions, and said, "Comrade, please show your ID! "

Zhang Ming Hai frowned, he raised his head and glanced at the proud Zhang Liang, and then expressionlessly took the Military Officer Certificate from his pocket and handed it to the two sentries.

"I'm sorry, Second Lieutenant!" When they clearly saw Zhang Minghai's' Second Lieutenant 'title, the two sentries immediately greeted Zhang Minghai with a flustered look on their faces. Then, they handed over their military certificate to Zhang Minghai.

Zhang Liang had originally said that Zhang Minghai was a fugitive, the goal was to let the two boy-headed sentries check Zhang Minghai's military official certificate, in order to confirm Zhang Minghai's rank and identity, and when Zhang Liang confirmed Zhang Minghai's' second lieutenant 'rank, his fat face immediately revealed a proud smile, and a pair of turbid eyes revealed a sinister look.

Zhang Minghai expressionlessly retracted his gaze, ignoring Zhang Liang's provocation, his sharp eyes swept over the two sentries and said softly: "Can I go now?"

"Of course!" The two sentries immediately saluted again with faces full of fear.

Looking at Zhang Minghai who was carrying his luggage further and further away, Zhang Liang couldn't help but grin. Originally, this tramp, a third uncle, had no idea how he knew his third uncle's nickname, it turned out that he was living in the large courtyard of the military region, it had made him nervous for half a year, and it turned out that he was fooling around with him!

Zhang Liang's eyes could not help but flash with a trace of ruthlessness, humph, we'll just ride donkeys and see!

When Zhang Minghai carried his luggage across half of the military compound and arrived in front of the commander's tower, he couldn't help but stop his steps. Just as he was planning on how to greet the commander, an uncertain and incredulous voice sounded from behind Zhang Minghai, "Little Zhang?"

Zhang Minghai's body trembled slightly, then he stiffened and turned around. When he saw Old Master Zhang's head full of white hair, he couldn't help but feel pain in his eyes.

"Grandfather …" Zhang Minghai whispered with a trembling voice.

Only now did Zhang dare to confirm that it really was his grandson, Zhang Minghai!

"You little brat, you still know how to come back? Why are you still wearing that green skin of yours …" Old Master Zhang acted as if he wanted to find a suitable weapon to teach Zhang Minghai a lesson. Zhang Minghai didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he secretly grinned.

Zhang Minghai knew that the Old Master Zhang did not really want to teach him a lesson, so he stayed put and allowed the Old Master Zhang to vent his anger.

The Old Master Zhang was actually just slashing his lips, how could he have expected Zhang Minghai to stand there and let him hit him? In that moment, the Old Master Zhang raised the broom in his hand, hitting him either with it or not.

"You stinking brat, why didn't you tell me to leave when you were going to be a soldier?!" Knowing that he could not bear to keep fighting, Old Master Zhang threw the broom to the side and started to settle the score.

Zhang Minghai secretly grinned. If he had greeted him beforehand, he probably wouldn't have been able to leave …

Seeing that Zhang Minghai did not say a word, Old Master Zhang looked at Zhang Minghai with a pained look, "Alright, stop standing outside, your dad is home right now!"

Zhang Huwei was currently the chief of staff of the North China Military Region, and the strict and solemn atmosphere he exuded made people unconsciously raise their spirits in front of him. They couldn't help but be on their guard.

"Dad!" Zhang Minghai straightened his body and greeted in a low voice.

Zhang Huwei nodded with a smile on his face. He then took over Zhang Minghai's luggage and couldn't help but size him up, "Not bad, it's dark now. It's tougher now!"

Due to identity problems, Zhang Minghai rarely called his family, and the only time was when he happened to receive an escort mission while training in the Golden Triangle crossing. Other than that, there was almost no 'at any cost' order from Zhang Huwei.

"How many days can you wait this time?" Old Master Zhang looked at Zhang Minghai with a smile.

"One week!" Zhang Minghai replied with a smile.

"..." Zhang Minghai was instantly petrified.

Zhang Minghai had thought that the old man was just talking, and that he wouldn't be speaking the truth. However, he had underestimated the old man's intentions of carrying his grandson.

"Little Zhang, come over here. Look, this is the money given by the logistics department head of the southern Chinese military region. Her figure is excellent, and she is well-behaved..."

"And this..."

Looking at the tea table that was filled with all kinds of beautiful women, Zhang Ming Hai felt his head swelling up. He could not help but secretly rejoice at the fact that Zhao Xinming had avoided a calamity because of his injuries …

However, it seemed like he had gotten himself into trouble again.

"Boss!" At this moment, a loud shout came from the courtyard, immediately allowing Zhang Minghai to see the dawn of freedom.

Zhang Minghai glanced at the photo and hurried out.

"Huo Wei!" When he saw a tall and sturdy man wearing a proper military police uniform standing in the courtyard with his head held high in anticipation, Zhang Minghai couldn't help but grin, revealing two rows of neat little white teeth.

Huo Wei laughed out loud, and wrapped his arms around Zhang Minghai, his face full of excitement. "Boss, why did you become a soldier? You are discriminating against the people's police. "

Zhang Minghai laughed and raised his fist to punch Huo Wei's chest, "You little rascal, it's been over a year since we last met and you're still so poor!"

Huo Wei grinned and embraced Zhang Minghai's shoulders, "Let's go Boss, let's find a place to have a good chat!"