Military compound.
The little guy was dressed in a handsome camouflage suit, lying on the mat, and was concentrating on shooting. There was a layer of fine sweat on his forehead. The small focused look was like a wolf lurking in the jungle. He was proud, confident and ruthless.
The gun is specially designed by the old man according to his strength and bearing capacity, and is suitable for his age.
Looking at the little great grandson like this, the old man was very pleased. He seemed to see Lu Ming and Lu Chen in those days. From childhood, they were so patient and determined that they could stay in the training ground for a whole day. They were excellent successors.
Even if Lu Chen did not take the road of business at last, it did not hinder his success at all.
The old man looked at the sun on his head. It was not early. "Yao Yao, OK, let's go home for dinner. Let's come back tomorrow."
"Grandpa, I'll call again for the last time." Lu Yao doesn't want to stop. He's getting better and better now.
The old man forced the little guy up. "Well, you've been fighting all morning. It's your limit. You're still young and can't continue. If you fight again, your little arm will be destroyed. You can't do anything in a hurry. You need to come a little bit."
Smell words, the little guy obediently received the gun, the old man raised his hand to wipe sweat for him, and then pinched his little arm, "is it sour or not?"
Lu Yao smiled, "a little."
"Well, don't worry. You have more talent than your uncle and father. You can be as good as your father when you grow up, because you have a great grandfather to train you."
"I'm better than dad." Dad can't protect his mother. He can only protect his mother if he is better than his father.
"Hahaha." The old man said with a hearty smile, "grandpa likes you the most
"Grandpa, I want to be a soldier in the future."
I didn't expect him to decide his future development direction when he was so young. "Did your parents agree?"
"My father is a wife slave. I'm sure to listen to my mother. As long as I persuade my mother, there's no problem." Lu Yao has confidence in his eloquence.
"It's hard to be a soldier. Your father has been on the verge of life and death for more than ten years. This virus almost killed him and also affected your mother. Your grandmother is worried every time. Don't you want your mother to worry about you like this?"
The little guy's eyes darkened. "Grandpa, there is always someone in our Lu family who will follow your path."
"That doesn't have to be you, and Zimo. It's too early to talk about being a soldier. If you want to learn skills, your grandfather and I can teach you. You don't have to join the army. " In fact, the old man wanted to cultivate Lu Zimo. Being a soldier is a hard job. A family has a person.
The last generation was led by Lu Ming. This time, it's not good for Lu Ming's son to be a soldier again.
"Oh." Lu Yao lowered his head and looked thoughtful.
After a while, he said, "can grandpa teach me the skills of close combat and capture?"
"Of course, the last thing our army needs is talents in this field. If you want to learn, grandpa is responsible for finding teachers for you. You can spare time."
Lu Yao's eyes brightened. "Thank you, Grandpa."
"Well, go back to dinner, I have someone to make your favorite fried prawns."
At the dinner table, Jiang man always served dishes to lanxingzhi and Nanxi, told jokes and played coquettish and cute, which made her face better.
Jiang man leaned close to Lu Ming's ear and lowered his voice. "I was so tired to make people happy."
Lu mingchong smiled and replied, "yes."
"What are you two gabbling about? It's not bad talk about us." Nanxi has a flat face.
"Mom, where do you want to go? How can I speak ill of you? It's too late to praise you. Lu Ming and I said that you are more beautiful than when you left. Your face is ruddy. Dad takes good care of you." Jiang man blinks vaguely.
"Naturally, it's not like you. You can see how thin you are. There's no blood. It's as white as a ghost."
How to say anything can be pulled to their own body, Jiang man shut up and dare not talk.
Nanxi and LAN Xingzhi lived at home. The family was very nervous about Jiang man 's drug addiction. They didn' t dare to let her stay at home alone. They would leave a person to stare at her at any time.
Three days later, Jiang man's drug addiction didn't break out. Everyone was happy and worried.
At noon, Lu Ming worked in his study. LAN Xingzhi went to the company. His headquarters in city a has not yet been firmly rooted. There are still many things to deal with.
Nanxi is watching TV in the living room. From time to time, she goes to jiangman's bedroom. In the past, jiangman didn't sleep so long.
Nanxi went to knock on the door. After knocking for several times, no one answered. Not only that, the door was locked inside.
Nanxi has a bad premonition in his heart. He immediately goes to find Lu Ming. "A Ming, man man's door is locked. Something must have happened."
Lu Ming rushed out of the study and found a spare key to open the door.
Jiang man handcuffed himself to the balcony, and he was still chained. His little body kept twitching in the corner, and he froth in his mouth. His eyes turned outward, and he would faint at any time.
Lu Ming saw this for the second time. He had already made psychological preparations, but Nanxi saw it for the first time. His legs were soft.
Lu Ming's eyes were red with anger. He just felt like walking on a sharp knife. He felt so painful that he could not speak. He felt remorse, guilt and pain. All kinds of emotions hit him.
He was a big man, but his wife was tortured again and again because of his affairs.
How to make her wife carefree and intact.
He is willing to pay whatever price.
He suddenly knelt down on one knee, hugged Jiang man into his arms, and said angrily, "silly girl, who allows you to treat yourself like this, and you will hurt yourself like this, do you know? You're going to piss me off. "
"I don't want to Hurt you. Get out. " Jiang man pushes the landing inscription. Her addiction has just started. Her consciousness is barely clear.
Lu Ming's tears fell. He knew how tender her skin was. How could he not stand the ravages of the iron chain.
And she did it just because she didn't want to hurt him.
Manman, how can I live up to your deep love.
He didn't cry in the past. He didn't shed blood.
But since he knew this girl, he had no idea how many tears he had shed. Every time he was moved by her.
You can't control what you feel. "Didn't I promise you? I will take good care of myself and don't let you hurt me. Why don't you believe me? "