How could He Hanzhu accept such a gift from him? He immediately held his hand.

Zheng Longwang's hands seemed to be cracked dry land, his palms were covered with calluses, and his tentacles were slightly cold, but when he held He Hanzhu's hand, he seemed to have two hard iron plows, still very powerful.

He held the hand of the young man opposite tightly, stared at him, and said slowly: "Commander He, I hope you can think about my words. I am ready at any time."

"I'm waiting for your reply."

Late at night, the weather became more and more gloomy, the Xuanyue above her head was completely invisible, and the wind gradually became stronger, and slight waves appeared by the river, rolling a row of mooring boats and shaking slightly.

It seems that it is about to rain.

Ding Chunshan, who had been waiting for a long time, finally saw the boat moving again, returned from the dark river center, and slowly docked.

A figure came out of the cabin and he recognized that it was his boss.

The bald man also appeared again and respectfully sent the person to the shore, and the boat left the shore again.

"commander--"

Ding Chunshan went up and called his boss, but he didn't hear a response. He glanced at him and saw him parked on the shore, as if he was watching the boat.

The ship left quickly, and the shadow of the ship completely disappeared on the Ye River, but he had not left yet and still stood facing the river.

Ding Chunshan didn't know what he was looking at, and his intuition was heavy. He hesitated for a while, stopped and did not continue to lean over, but waited quietly aside.

After a moment, he suddenly felt a little wet on his face, and he raised his head and it was raining.

"Commander, it's raining!" He couldn't help but speak again to remind him.

He Hanzhu finally turned around, took a step and left.

A few days later, he quietly entered the provincial capital and came to the street called Taiping.

The old house where the He family once carries many of his memories is located here.

In his memory, there were two gates, one house and three courtyards, blue bricks and gray tiles, and simple and solemn. The two stone lions in front of the gate and the row of horse-tie piles also witnessed countless changes and the number of guests coming. Now, the stone lions have long disappeared after several changes. There are only a row of holes left on the ground in the position of the horse-tie pile.

The old house of the He family first became a barracks in the former Mansion, and then a private house of a wealthy family. A few years later, the family was defeated and turned into the hands of foreign merchants and used as a guild hall. Later, the guild hall was not well managed and closed down and no one took over. Finally, a few years ago, he sent someone to buy the house back.

He knew that this old house had long been beyond recognition, with dust mites and spider silks and weeds growing. I never saw the study where my grandfather once taught him to write step by step, nor the wintersweet outside the window that had accompanied him for many years.

He has never come back, nor has he asked anyone to clean up again, or try to restore to what he used to be.

Even last year, when he came back to visit the grave, he never passed by.

He didn't dare, nor did he have the courage to push the door and enter again.

He once swore to himself that he would not come back if the He family's revenge was not revenged for a day.

Let it be decayed.

If he feels weak, tired, and wandering, when he thinks of this, he can regain his strength again, put on his armor, hold his sharp blade tightly, and continue moving forward.

It was drizzling, and the velvet mist was swept with the wind, wetting the top hat pressing on his head.

The water slowly penetrated down and finally gathered into drops of water, passing through He Hanzhu's eyebrows, rolling down along his face.

He stood at the intersection of the street, for a long time, looking at the two locked and dilapidated faded doors from afar, and found that to this day, he still had no courage to walk over and push open the two doors in his memory.

He He Hanzhu is an absolute coward.

He thought in his heart.

...

The school opened after the Lantern Festival.

Jiang Zhonghuai and others who were transferred before the holiday last year, who did not take the final exam, came back to finish the make-up exam. Gao Pingsheng, the only classmate who could compete with Su Xuezhi, was ranked second because his military sports department was only average, and Su Xuezhi got his wish and finally moved back to the sleeping room she had lived last year. There was no need to worry about inconvenience anymore.

Her laboratory plan also had a smooth start. Before the start of school, she reported to the principal in advance, saying that she was interested in working with Dr. Yu to study a topic on microbial bacteria, hoping to allow Dr. Yu to enter and exit the school and the laboratory freely.

Her laboratory is a targeted donation of Fu. It can be said that the personalities and freedom are very high. The principal naturally would not interfere with the content of her research and approved it.

Su Xuezhi became busy. Soon, the first lunar month passed, and two weeks passed, and the season entered the middle of February.

Another weekend has arrived. Because she was too busy last week, she didn't go back. She was a little free this week and wanted to go back to the place where she rented a house to see her cousin. After she separated from Dr. Yu, she left the laboratory. Before leaving, she hesitated and looked in the direction of the principal's office. She was about to go over and make a call when she saw the assistant from the principal's office running over to call her and saying that there was her phone number.

"It was Miss He who called it."

Su Xue was heartbroken and ran over immediately.

It really seems like a heart-to-heart relationship, that's so coincidental.

In fact, she just wanted to call He Lanxue and ask her if she had received any news from her brother He Hanzhu these days.

He left the capital on the seventh day of the first lunar month.

After he left, Su Xuezhi was always paying attention to the newspaper. At the end of the month, she learned from the newspaper news that he had successfully quelled the chaos in Kansai. At that time, major newspapers also published telegrams sent by Ma Guansheng to the President.

Su Xue felt at ease at that time and began to calculate when he would be able to come back.

According to her estimate, he should be able to return to the capital around the tenth day of the February 2nd.

Continue to calculate with your fingers, he will have to delay in the capital for several days. The president's reception, celebration, and social engagements between colleagues are all essential.

Su Xuezhi gave him another week, which should be enough.

In this way, around February 17th, he should be able to return to Tiancheng.

However, today is February 20th.

Not only did he not return to Tiancheng, she had no news about when he could return to the capital.

So far, he has been postponed ten days more than she expected to return to the capital.

Since last week, she has been absent-minded in her work. From time to time, she would think of him and guess whether he had delayed on the road or had gone to do something else. Fortunately, within two days, Helanxue received a message about her brother. Ding Chunshan sent a telegram back saying that he would postpone it for a few days before he could return. Helanxue immediately transferred it to her.

Only then did Su Xuezhi calm down again, patiently, and secretly waited for another week.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and she couldn't help it just now. She wanted to contact Helanxue again to ask if she had any latest news about her brother these days. Unexpectedly, Helanxue called herself first.

She ran into the office and grabbed the microphone.

"Lanxue, it's me, is there anything wrong?"

"Young Master Su——"

Helanxue still calls her that now, and this is what Su Xuezhi asked her to continue calling her.

"You probably know, right? My brother returned to the capital in the morning! I was told by He Ma just now! Did my brother tell you when he could go back to Tiancheng?"

Helanxue's voice sounded full of joy.

Su Xuezhi suddenly felt a sense of joy in his heart, calmed down, turned his head and glanced at the assistant principal who had just followed in, turned his back and whispered: "I don't know yet."

Helanxue seemed a little surprised and blurted out: "I thought my brother had contacted you! Everyone has returned to the capital!"

Su Xuezhi felt joy just now. After hearing what she said, he paused: "He should be busy. He just came back today, so I guess he has a lot of things to do."

He Lanxue suddenly realized: "Yes, you're right. My brother must be very busy today! When he's free, he will definitely contact you! If you know when he's back, remember to tell me too! I can't find him now!" Her tone was a little complaining.

Su Xuezhi agreed with a smile, said a few more words to her, hung up the phone, hurried back to the dormitory, cleaned up, immediately left school, and returned to the city.

"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! Just released today's evening newspaper!"

A newspaper boy was running in the street, waving the newspaper, and shouting.

Su Xuezhi called the newspaper boy and bought an evening newspaper that smelled of ink. When he opened it, he saw a message that occupied a large area at first sight.

It was indeed news about him.

At 10 o'clock this morning, the President sent a special envoy to deal with the Kansai Rebellion to return to the capital by train.

The President sent many people to the station to greet him, setting up a military band, and the scene was grand.

There is also a photo below the message.

The photo was taken on the platform, probably when he got off the train. The camera was filled with people, and it was a group photo. He stood in the center, and the focus of the whole photo.

The pixels of the photo are blurry, but in a military uniform, he is straight and smiling, and his face cannot be concealed. In his eyes looking at the camera, the light seemed to pass through the paper and hit people's hearts.
Chapter completed!