Chapter 409

"Yes." The loud voice resounded all over the valley, shaking the whole earth. The firm determination and the belief of victory run through every special soldier's heart.

The more I hope time will slow down, the more time will not wait for you. In a twinkling of an eye, it will be the weekend. Due to the recent training, Mu Wenshu was tanned all over, and then he put on his sunglasses. As long as he grinned, Lu Qingli couldn't help but want to smile. It really verified that the whole body was white only with teeth.

Back home again, Bobo and Xiaoqiu are playing happily on the carpet at home. The ball has grown up a lot and seems to be about the same size as Bobo. The little short leg is still running happily, which makes Bobo laugh. Lu Qingge sits on the sofa, knitting his scarf and looking at him with a smile.

Autumn is coming, and the weather is already cold. I plan to weave a scarf for Wang Shengjie. Protect him from the cold.

The door is opened, Mu Wenshu a military uniform went in, a swarthy skin, a cold expression. Bobo small body turned in the past, Leng a half ring, "wow" suddenly cried out loud.

The small body of the ball also turned in the past, Leng a half ring, "Bata" fell down. The bulging eyes widened.

"Xiao Mu, how did you get so dry?" Lu Qingge called out in astonishment. Seeing Mu Wenshu's appearance, she threw away her things and bent over to pick Bobo up. She couldn't help coaxing her.

BOBO Seems to cry more severe, it seems that the man in front of him will have a disadvantage.

"Bobo, I'm dad. Come and give dad a hug." Mu Wenshu didn't think so much. He thought Bobo was thinking of himself. He threw his luggage aside and squatted down. He opened his arms and wanted to hold Bobo.

I didn't expect that Bobo saw Mu Wenshu's posture, his mouth was bigger, his face was wronged, "sobbing" and said: "you, bad man, you are a bad uncle." Pouting a small mouth, Bobo's expression twisted, a face of discomfort.

With Qingge's smile, Mu Wenshu frowned: "do you think I'm a bad uncle? You don't recognize me? " No, what's the reason? I'm just a little bit sunburned. I can't even recognize my son.

"Yes, you are a bad uncle." Finishing the slippers at the door, Lu Qingli came in and began to speak with a smile.

Seeing his elder sister again, Lu Qingli was still happy: "elder sister, how can you come here today?"

"Well, it's just a day off. You'll come back today, and you'll come by the way." Lu Qingge answers with a smile. Bobo in his arms finally recognizes Lu Qingli. He opens his hands automatically and looks at Lu Qingli pitifully with a tearful little face: "mom hold, mom hold!"

"Baby, mom missed you too." Looking at Bobo, all of a sudden all the emotions with the heart, Lu Qingli reached out and wanted to take Bobo over.

But don't want to, unexpectedly was robbed in the middle of the way in the past, turn around to see, Mu Wen tree has tightly hugged Bobo, facing oneself proud smile.

Looking at the Bobo in Mu Wen Shu's arms, his little mouth shriveled, and he seemed to want to cry again. The man in front of him looked too cold. Bobo had already been afraid. How could he think that this man would be his father.

I've seen Bobo's small movements for a long time. Before Lu Qingli wanted to speak, Mu Wenshu stretched out his hand and cut his eyes from Bobo. "Do you want to cry?"

Even Bobo, who is less than one year old, suddenly understands how powerful the man holding him is. He automatically closes his mouth with tears flashing in his eyes, but he still bites his teeth and doesn't want to let him fall down. Because Bobo is afraid of crying, he will be beaten.

Looking at the appearance of Bobo, I'm afraid the most distressed is mu Wenshu. He glared at him and motioned him to be careful.

Mu Wen, who was hurt, set up a horse to spit out his tongue and surrender. Then he turned his head and looked at Bobo. He restrained his momentum and changed his style. He looked at him with a smile: "little Bobo, I'm your father. Look at me carefully."

Bobo, who has closed his eyes tightly all the time, seems to feel something wrong when he hears Mu Wenshu's words. He squints a crack gently and carefully figures out Mu Wenshu's appearance. The man in front of him seems to be his father, just a little bit black.

Suddenly, Bobo grinned and seemed to find a good way. He stretched his neck and approached Mu Wenshu's chest. He sniffed the man's smell with his little nose and finally showed a smile. Laughing: "Dad, Dad."It was his father who came back, and his fear was swept away. Bobo suddenly became full of confidence. He climbed up Muwen tree's body and pestered him hard.

Mu Wenshu was so proud that he turned his head and looked at Lu Qingli. His eyes seemed to say: look, Bobo is willing to be with me. He recognized me.

Lu Qingli naturally doesn't care about him. Seeing that father and son are having a good time, the ball on one side is even more happy and turns around on the ground. Such a happy scene makes Lu Qingli a little dazzled at this moment. This kind of happiness is given by God.

Before the confusion has long been gone, Lu Qingli only felt full of happiness.

"By the way, sister, why didn't Dr. Wang come?" In a trance, Lu Qingli suddenly thought of this question and turned to ask Qingge.

"I don't know." Lu Qingge turns his head awkwardly and seems to avoid this problem deliberately, but his tone of voice is stable and seems to be the same at any time.

"Well, I'll call my brother-in-law and ask him. If I'm free, I'll let him have dinner at home." Lu Qingli naturally didn't think so much about Wang Shengjie for a long time. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned over Wang Shengjie's phone number.

"No. He will not come Lu Qingge is a little anxious on her face. She quickly reaches out to cover Lu Qingli's mobile phone and doesn't let Lu Qingli continue her action. Open mouth gently continue to say: "need not hit."

"What's the matter with you?" No matter how unwise ordinary people are, they should be able to see the difference between them. Lu Qingli looks at his sister suspiciously, with a face of doubt.

"We broke up." Gently said this sentence, Lu Qingge's mood suddenly became bad up, careful can see, the bottom of the eyes with a faint dark circles.

"Ah?" Lu Qingli's eyes widened in surprise, and the next sentence almost roared out: "why?" His sister is such a good woman, two people are also very collocation, why will break up.

"I believe him too much. Forget it. It's gone. I don't want to let my mood go down any more. " Lu Qingge shakes her head and feels even more lost in her eyes,

Looking at his sister's appearance, Lu Qingli closed his eyes. In order to change his sister's mood, he immediately stood up and said with a smile: "OK, sister, be happy. Nothing is impossible. I brought back a lot of fresh vegetables from the army. We'll cook and eat something. It will make you feel good. "

"Good." Lu Qingge still can't lift her spirits, but she still tries her best to smile. One side of the Mu Wen tree is gently frowned.

When the two women came to the kitchen, Mu Wenshu held Bobo in one hand, took out his mobile phone in the other hand, and directly dialed Wang Shengjie's mobile phone, but it was turned off. After staring at the mobile phone for a long time, Mu Wenshu's eyes deepened.

"Sister, you're cooking again today. How about me? I haven't eaten your sweet and sour tenderloin and cold cucumber for a long time. I really want to eat them Lu Qingli pursed his mouth and looked pitiful. Only in this way can her sister be a little busy, can she be in a better mood.

In fact, my heart is very worried when I see my sister like this. Over the years, I know that although my sister is so strong, my heart is extremely fragile.

"I'll make it for you if I want to." Lu Qingge is naturally moved by her sister's warm heart. No matter what, she naturally agrees. After washing the apron, he began to be busy. Let alone, when he was so busy, he talked to Lu Qingli by the way, so that Lu Qingge didn't think about it again.

"Daddy eats, daddy eats." Bobo in the living room is really happy today. His parents have all come back. The previous fear has long been gone. He shakes his limbs and happily picks up an apple and hands it to his father carefully. Even I can see that my father seems to be my backer. I should try to please him since I was a child.

"Well, that's right. Bobo, be good. " The apple that his son handed him was more sweet. Mu Wenshu's originally gloomy face suddenly became bright. He took a bite and felt that he was really a great father.

One side of the ball looked at the apples drooling, why they can't eat, why Bobo feed Muwen tree, but don't feed themselves. A face of depression, originally happy little short legs gradually stopped, some weak drooping head, slowly stopped in the Bobo side.

"The ball wants to eat, Bobo." Mu text tree voice to remind, a face of doting show no doubt.It seems that he doesn't understand. Bobo shakes his head, picks a bigger apple, and then twists his little apple. When Lu Qingli and Lu Qingge come out of the dining room, he sees that only Bobo and the ball are playing in the living room, and Mu Wenshu has long disappeared