The reality of this world is so exhausting that no matter what you get, you have to pay a corresponding price for what you get, or even more.

Zhao Ziyang, who met his parents with a living identity, will inevitably pay a corresponding price after feeling the family affection that is thicker than water. Now he is no longer a simple special soldier before, but a mercenary who can't stop.

He clearly remembers going to the homes of Lao Xu and Mengzi's brothers, and even more so what happened to his sister-in-law after the death of the captain. These things made him have to take revenge. Revenge is not for those who lost their sons and husbands, but for himself to give his brothers a life.

Because he was the only one who survived, since he was alive, this hatred must have weighed heavily on his heart.

"Yangzi, why were you still shot? Tell your mother what happened?" His mother wiped her tears and asked Zhao Ziyang with a distressed look on her face.

"Haha, Mom, I was accidentally injured while chasing the robber. It's okay." Zhao Ziyang held his mother's hand and explained with a smile.

Angel on the side heard this and turned her head away. When she met the sly eyes of the little wild cat, her white face looked a little uncomfortable.

"Why did the robbers hit you? What have you been doing all these years?" the mother continued to ask.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhao Ziyang's father coughed twice to stop his wife from continuing to ask questions.

"Why are you asking so many questions?" The father said with a calm face: "Isn't it enough that my son is fine?"

This sentence solved the problem for Zhao Ziyang. If his mother continued to ask questions, he really didn't know what to say.

"Dad." Zhao Ziyang smiled at his father and blinked.

His father came over, threw the bank card and the piece of paper to Zhao Ziyang, and said with a straight face: "I can still recognize the handwriting on your left hand. There is also a report card on the desk that you used to write with your left hand."

Zhao Ziyang felt embarrassed. He had indeed written a report card of his own with his left hand before, but it was a long time ago. Unexpectedly, his father still kept it. Thinking of this, Zhao Ziyang felt warmed.

Surrounded by him, his eyes couldn't help but become moist again.

"Okay." Father waved his hand and said, "Take good care of yourself and ask your mother to cook some of your favorite dishes for you tonight."

His father has always been like this. He has never given Zhao Ziyang any good looks since he was a child. He is a strict father and a loving mother. Zhao Ziyang feels this very deeply.

"Yangzi, why don't you introduce these friends of yours?" Father Lu smiled at Angel and the others. Just because he didn't smile at his son didn't mean he would smile stingily at his son's friends.

As soon as these words were spoken, the little wild cat who had been having nothing to do threw away the melon seeds and rushed to say: "Uncle, my name is the little wild cat! Uh... this is a nickname. My real name is... Wang Yumei."

When he mentioned his name, the little wild cat squirmed and glared at Zhao Ziyang, because Zhao Ziyang, a bastard, often laughed at his name.

"Her name is Angel, her name is Luca." The little wild cat pointed at Angel and Linghu and said to Zhao Ziyang's parents: "We are all good friends of Zhao Ziyang."

This good friend is not that simple in Zhao Ziyang's mother's mind. She looked at the two foreign girls An Qier and then at the cute pink wild cat. A smile suddenly bloomed on her face, and even her wrinkles faded a lot.

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"Yangzi, is this girl named Wang Yumei your girlfriend?" Mother asked Zhao Ziyang. Without waiting for his answer, she walked towards the little wildcat and affectionately took the little wildcat's hand to greet her.

"Mom!" Zhao Ziyang shouted.

"Girl, where is your home? How many people are there in your family? How many brothers are there in your family?..." A series of questions came from the mother's mouth, and the little wild cat was stunned for a while.

However, the child Little Wildcat still answered truthfully, telling Zhao Ziyang's mother how many people there were in her family, what her father did, what her mother did, what she did at home, etc.

Zhao Ziyang glanced at Angel with a wry smile on his face.

The father shook his head helplessly, patted Zhao Ziyang's shoulder lightly and said, "Let her go. Your mother has been looking through your photos every day for more than a year. She must have thought too much when you brought such a beautiful girl.

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Zhao Ziyang saw the deep wrinkles on his father's forehead and knew that his father was also having a hard time, but he could not be like his mother, otherwise her mother would completely lose her support.

"Have you ever thought about when you and Yoko will get married?"

"Ah?!" The little wild cat opened his mouth wide, pointed at himself and asked, "Me?"

The mother pulled the little wild cat with a loving face, and her eyes definitely regarded the little wild cat as her daughter-in-law.

"Mom!" Zhao Ziyang couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "That's not the one, this is!"

Zhao Ziyang pointed at Angel sitting on the hospital bed and clearly told his mother that Angel was his girlfriend.

Mother and father were stunned at the same time, looking at the beautiful Angel in disbelief.

"You little bastard, it's okay, I found a foreign wife." After being stunned, the father praised in a low voice, with a trace of pride and pride in his eyes.

Zhao Ziyang knew what his father's vision represented: to win glory for the country! How come this veteran still smells like a soldier at such an old age?

At this time, Angel's fair and tender cheeks had a nice blush, and she blushed. There were very few people who could make Ye Rose blush, but that didn't mean there weren't any.

Zhao Ziyang's mother immediately averted her eyes and hurriedly walked to An Qier's side to ask questions.

"Mom..." An Qier called Zhao Ziyang's mother in jerky Chinese, her face red to the root of her neck.

She didn't know what the most appropriate name was, so she just called it like Zhao Ziyang. Anyway, he once said that the Chinese tradition is that if it follows a dog, it becomes a dog, and if it follows a chicken, it becomes a chicken.

Upon hearing this title, Zhao Ziyang's mother immediately became happy.

"Mixeds are smart!"

"Pfft..." the little wild cat spat out from its pouted mouth. She didn't expect Zhao Ziyang's mother to be so interesting.

The spirit fox on the side pouted and looked at Zhao Ziyang's family, his face obviously unhappy. But this little girl was okay. Although she was not very happy, she definitely didn't cause trouble. All she wanted was Zhao Ziyang's strongest sperm.

The whole ward was filled with warmth amidst Zhao Ziyang's mother's nagging, but Zhao Ziyang was certain that his mother suffered such a mental shock after her accident that she could not restrain her nagging at all. This is a different kind of mental syndrome.

There is no cure.

In the evening, Zhao Ziyang's mother cooked a lot of delicious meals, which satisfied Zhao Ziyang's mouth, as well as the mouths of Angel, Spirit Fox, and Little Wild Cat. It was not until almost twelve o'clock in the evening that Zhao Ziyang's mother reluctantly left the hospital with her father, and

During this period of time, she repeated what she had said and asked again and again, confirming Zhao Ziyang's guess.

But his father told him: My mother had hardly spoken for more than a year...

"Zhao Ziyang, your mother's cooking is really delicious, especially the tile fish." The little wild cat grinned.

"It's time for you to go to bed, little wild cat." Zhao Ziyang glared at the little wild cat. This little girl only eats.

"Hehehe, okay, I hope you have a baby soon." The little wild cat agreed happily and pulled the spirit fox out.

"But..." Linghu, who was pulled by the little wild cat, turned his head and was a little reluctant to leave.

"But what? Do you still want to give birth to a baby for Zhao Ziyang?" The little wild cat pouted, pulled the spirit fox out, and scolded: "You are so unsatisfactory, what good is Zhao Ziyang?"

The scolded Spirit Fox opened his eyes wide, looked at the little wild cat in great surprise, and whispered: "Little wild cat, how did you know that I was going to give birth to a test for the special forces... Oh no, little baby?"

"Do you really think so?" The little wild cat looked at the spirit fox as if it were a monster.

Linhu nodded seriously, and said mysteriously against the little wild cat's ear: "If you guessed it, don't tell me. You have to keep it a secret, or I won't take you to play racing."

The little wild cat nodded, patted his cheek hard and told himself that he was dreaming, and all he heard was sleep talk!

Zhao Ziyang, who was in the ward, got into Angel's bed, hugged Angel, and made her nest comfortably in his arms.

"Yang, your mother has a mental illness." An Qier, who was enjoying Zhao Ziyang's arms with her eyes closed, whispered, "This has something to do with you."

"I know." Zhao Ziyang nodded, sighed and said, "I didn't expect it to be like this, really."

"Mom wants a baby, how about we have one?" An Qier said with a smile on her face, leaning into Zhao Ziyang's arms: "Maybe this will alleviate and control her condition."

Zhao Ziyang smiled when he heard this, but the smile turned extremely bitter as soon as it bloomed on his face: An Qier has lost the right to be a mother, and there will be no children between them.

As if sensing something was wrong with Zhao Ziyang, An Qier opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Ziyang's bitter cheeks, with a trace of doubt on her face.

"Yang, what's wrong with you? It seems like you're not happy?"

"No, hehe, I'm very happy." Zhao Ziyang smiled, kissed Angel's forehead and said to her: "Of course you can have a baby, but we are not married yet."

"Then let's get married!" An Qier looked very excited and put her arms around Zhao Ziyang's neck and said, "I agreed to your proposal!"

"When did I propose to you?" Zhao Ziyang asked in surprise.

"Angel Heart!" Angel said happily: "Don't think that only a ring is considered a proposal. In our aristocratic circle, if someone gives you a ruby ​​necklace like this, it is also a proposal. Do you understand? I promised you, so we can

Once you get married, you can have a baby."

"Um... just think that I proposed..." Zhao Ziyang smiled sheepishly. He really didn't know that such a nobleman had such a saying.

"Then we can get married and have a baby!" An Qier kissed Zhao Ziyang excitedly and said with longing, "Your mother will get better after giving birth to a baby. Do you know, she kept asking me about my baby today?"

We have already thought of everything and the name.”

Zhao Ziyang, who had a happy smile on his face, was extremely bitter in his heart. He knew clearly that Angel wanted a child, and it was not all for his mother.

"I like your family!" Angel continued: "Your family is very warm, although it is not aristocratic. I hate aristocrats, I hate my family, I can't feel the warmth at home, I want to live in China, live in your family,

May I?"

"Yes, of course. If you marry me, of course you will live with me." Zhao Ziyang said with a smile: "But getting married and having a baby is a big deal. Our family can't just say it's OK. You must ask for your family's consent."

.Marriage is sacred, and a marriage without the blessing of parents is imperfect. This is the Catholic saying, isn’t it?”

Angel nodded vigorously, opened her beautiful big eyes and said to her: "Yang, I will take you back to Germany. I will tell my father and mother about our affairs. I think they will agree!"

"Yes, that's how it should be." Zhao Ziyang pinched Angel's nose and said dotingly: "If your parents agree, then there will be no problem."

Angel smiled and put Zhao Ziyang's head against her cheek.

Zhao Ziyang, who was cheek to cheek with Angel, naturally looked for Angel's lips and kissed her. It seemed that when the two of them were together, they would always start with a kiss, and then they would be entangled together, comforting each other, and relieving each other's physical and mental pressure.

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But just when he was about to kiss Angel, he was pushed away, and then Zhao Ziyang saw Angel's cheeks suddenly turned cold.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Ziyang asked strangely.
To be continued...