962. The second and third days, where the dream begins

Style: Fantasy Author: Human arsenalWords: 2410Update Time: 24/01/13 14:13:32
Because it was Major Qing, the photos were sent and developed quickly and were sent back early the next morning.

Han Qingyu deliberately got up early and went out to wait. He got the photos immediately. After looking through them, he found that the situation was exactly as he had worried about at night.

Although most of the photos I received are very good, looking happy and warm without any problems, there are also a small part of them that are best kept away from my parents for the time being.

During the photo taking process last night, they actually couldn't do it. They tried their best to hide their emotions.

Perhaps in such a warm atmosphere, people would be particularly powerless to fight against their inner emotions.

Weilan is still trying her best to conceal the current real situation and situation of mankind. Of course, Han’s mother and father don’t know yet, but they themselves, everyone knows very well in their hearts:

Tangtang is not here today. He should be there, after all, he always loves the excitement. However, the real situation is that after being seriously injured and injured, Tangtang was left alone in the purgatory battlefield of Mars for twelve days. There has been no news yet, and his life or death is uncertain.

And they themselves are probably leaving soon.

This departure will undoubtedly be the darkest and most desperate farewell so far.

It is possible that once they leave, they will never come back.

It is very likely that Han's father and mother will still stand side by side at the entrance of the village and wait as before, but they will never be able to wait again.

The glorious afterglow of the setting sun and the joyful atmosphere in the yard prevented the personal emotions that could not be successfully hidden yesterday evening from being directly discovered. However, it was inevitable that some of them were honestly recorded by the photos and images.

In one of them, Han Qingyu saw his eyes that suddenly turned red out of control and the corners of his mouth that he pursed hard because he was holding back tears.

In another picture, even a person like Yang Qingbai, who doesn't seem to be sad easily, could not maintain his usual playful expression. He smiled bitterly and full of worry. At that moment, he raised his hand as if he wanted to grab Han Youshan's shoulder. Side, no matter how big or small, express comfort to him.

In another picture, if someone looks carefully, the smile on Xi Mei's face cannot hide the sadness in her eyes.

When Wen Jifei pretended to tilt his head to tease Wu Shi, the expression on his face was actually really stiff. But Wu Shi tried his best to smile and show that he was happy, which was not quite right.

Han Qingyu sorted out all the photos before going home. Because many photos have two or even three or four backup copies, it is not too troublesome to choose.

When he got home, Han Qingyu gave most of it to his parents first, watched and discussed it with them, and watched them happily for a long time.

Then he found an excuse to quit, and privately distributed some of the remaining photos to Wen Jifei, Wu Shi, Yang Qingbai and Xi Mei.

He kept a lot for himself, and when he returned to his room, he hid most of it under the compartments of his weapons box.

This is the second day at home. Apart from receiving the photos early in the morning, there is basically nothing that requires special attention.

Han Qingyu followed his father to the fields for a while in the morning. He was responsible for burying vegetable seedlings and covering them with soil just like he did when he was young. The father and son planted a ridge of radishes and coriander together.

At noon, when my mother was cooking, she helped light the fire. As usual, I listened to her nagging for a long time. Your classmate XX and that person from XX family in our village are all married and have given birth to two or three children. , the older ones can already make soy sauce, and some have even gone to school.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, so everyone went up the mountain to pick fruits. On the mountain, he jumped and flew, catching all the squirrels and small animals all over the mountain and chatting for a while. He also chased a few wild boars all over the mountains and fields until he was suspicious of the pigs.

When I got home in the evening, Weilan's information summary report showed no surprises or disturbances.

There is still no news from Mars for the time being. For fear of alarming the Dajian Fleet, Azure Headquarters cannot directly send a spacecraft to Mars for the time being. It will have to wait for a few more days.

The Mars evacuation fleet continues to wander aimlessly in the void of the universe, and no signs of activity by the Dajian pursuit fleet have been found yet.

On the other side of the moon, the search has entered its second round, but nothing has been discovered yet.

When they played cards after dinner, Han Qingyu didn't come to the table. In this regard, he could only bully Xi Mei and Tangtang. If he really wanted to play with his parents and be able to control everything, big or small, it would have to be Wen Jifei and Yang Qingbai.

I slept well that night as usual.

The next day, Han Qingyu didn't get up until about ten o'clock to wash up.

The third day at home.

Except for the fact that Xi Mei needs to get up early for an examination and treatment, she still feels like there is nothing going on. Generally speaking, it is the same as yesterday, a leisurely and peaceful day.

However, at eleven o'clock, when the Han family started to prepare lunch, the blood gourd baby Lao Jian suddenly came.

Not only did he come, he also brought his wife and children, a four-year-old daughter and a two-year-old son.

In fact, Han's parents have always had a lot of complaints against Lao Jian since the past few years. Every time they meet, they have to make a cold face and say something strange to him, and then they can talk. It’s time to eat and drink, and it’s time to drink and drink.

The difference this time is that his wife is here too. Father Han thought, there was no way he could embarrass a grown man like him in front of his wife.

Also, it's because his two little dolls are here too.

The four-year-old girl and the two-year-old boy were both lively, cute and annoying when they were in their prime. In addition, the couple were well-educated and sweet-mouthed, and both the Korean parents couldn't stand it at all.

Not only them, but also Yang Qingbai, Wen Jifei, Han Qingyu and Xi Mei couldn't resist. Except for chatting with Lao Jian and his wife for a while during the meal, they spent the rest of the day surrounding the two children.

Even Wu Shi has been following and watching, instead of quietly finding a place to train and stay as usual when everything is fine.

Throughout the afternoon of that day, three super combat forces, plus a chief of staff, and a god of pilots, accompanied the two little guys wholeheartedly up the mountain to pick fruits, catch squirrels, birds, and go down to the river to fish and catch crabs.

Lao Jian, his wife, and Han's father and mother followed and watched, laughing.

Among them, when catching fish, it didn't go well at first. Wu Shi was almost ready to silently find a deep pool and hit it with a stick. Fortunately, Han's mother discovered it quickly and warned him not to fry fish. Fish frying is illegal.

In this way, it was not until we came back in the evening that the two children fell asleep from exhaustion, and everyone was free again.

"Let's go for a walk?" On this day, Lao Jian, the only one with no status in the family, came over and said to Han Qingyu proactively.

Han Qingyu looked at him and nodded.

When they went out, neither of them spoke specifically, but they had a tacit understanding and chose the same route with their actions. They walked slowly along the mountain road leading to another village on the edge of the village.

Under the setting sun, while walking, they chatted casually about Lao Jian's current situation and the situation of the grassroots troops of the Chinese Asian Front... The two soon walked outside a woods between two villages.

Han Qingyu stopped.

Lao Jian also stopped. He turned around and looked at the forest. He could see from the edge to the depths of the forest, looking towards a seemingly naturally formed open space.

In fact, it is not an open space, and it certainly is not naturally formed.

The reason why it looks like this is just because after the old trees in that area were destroyed, the trees and plants that later grew back were inevitably a little shorter than other places due to lack of years.

Just stood there and stared in silence for a while...

"Where dreams begin."

Lao Jian suddenly spoke, seeming to be a little emotional and a little bit proud. He spoke neither fast nor slow.

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