In Bai Ningyuan's impression, Mr. Zhang is definitely an orthodox soldier, and his style is very decent. The simplest thing is to sit like a bell and stand like a pine tree, always straight like a javelin, as if his shoulders could carry the entire sky.

But today, Dad Zhang leaned on the sofa without caring about his image, and his face was filled with unconcealed fatigue, which was enough to tell that he was already overdrawn in his spirit.

In my previous life, these national events were far away for Bai Ningyuan, so they were just watching the fun. The so-called participation was only limited to expressing one's indignation from the Internet. It was irrelevant and it did not affect Japan at all. It was just to entertain oneself.

So what Bai Ningyuan knew was at most to sigh at how enthusiastic the anti-Japanese sentiment among the people was, and how to live or how to live, how to go to work or how to go to work.

But now, because of Zhang's father, Bai Ningyuan felt for the first time that he seemed to be quite close to these things.

More importantly, through Zhang’s father’s performance, Bai Ningyuan also learned that Huaxia’s reaction was not as light as it seemed in his previous life.

At least military personnel like Mr. Zhang held a meeting for most of the day after such a thing happened, which was enough to see that the domestic senior management still maintained a nervous and closely watched attitude towards this.

"Are they already so serious?" Because it involves the issue of confidentiality, Zhang's mother consciously did not ask too much details. She just asked simply with a worried look on her face. Just like Bai Ningyuan, Zhang's mother also felt something keenly.

Even Zhang Zilin, after hearing Zhang's mother's words, had a solemn look on her face and looked at her father with a worried look: "No...I won't fight."

"It's not possible to fight. Now, Japan is trying to test our bottom line and determination bit by bit through this small move. Besides, our navy and air force are not vegetarians. It's not that easy to repeat the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895." Dad Zhang sneered, although his voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was filled with extremely strong confidence.

"By the way, I'll cook a bowl of noodles for me later. I really miss the noodles you cooked." Dad Zhang looked at Mom Zhang again and said, with a slightly softened tone containing a kind of gentleness that was not easy to detect.

After talking to his family for a while, a little angry broke out on his father's face.

Zhang's mother naturally responded to Zhang's father's words, so she immediately went to the kitchen and started to work hard.

"Xiaobai, have two drinks with me." Dad Zhang, who had recovered some strength, sat on the dining table and smiled at Bai Ningyuan.

It’s rare that he is at home and it’s rare that Bai Ningyuan is here, so Dad Zhang is still a little overjoyed.

I have only two daughters. Over the years, I have not even been drinking with me at home. After all, my youngest daughter got married last year, but the youngest son-in-law is on a business trip, and I am not at home all year round, so I have hardly seen him a few times except during festivals.

Although it is in the army, there is no shortage of people accompanying people, it is not as relaxed as the ones who come from their own family.

I have been having such a long meeting today and I am very tired from physical to mental health. Drinking two cups can relieve my fatigue.

Maybe I am used to talking to the army at home, so although my father Zhang smiles when he speaks, his tone has an unquestionable meaning.

"Dad, look at you and you will know how to pull him to drink." Zhang Zilin naturally knew that Bai Ningyuan didn't drink much, and she was also concerned about her father's health, so she immediately spoke to her father with some unhappiness.

"Why are you keep turning your elbows out?" Zhang's father looked at his daughter and said with some amusement. However, thinking about his daughter who has been raising for so many years, he is actually protecting an "outsider" like this, and he feels a little uncomfortable.

The girl is too old to stay.

"It's okay, I'll have two drinks with my uncle." Bai Ningyuan said with a smile. In front of him was his prospective father-in-law, so he naturally wanted to please him.

Hearing Bai Ningyuan's words, Zhang Zilin immediately turned around and glared at him fiercely: "Okay, okay, I have asked me to do this bad guy, right?" As he said, he walked to the wine cabinet angrily, took out a bottle of wine from it, slapped it on the table, then turned his head and stopped looking at the father-in-law and son-in-law in anger.

Zhang Zilin naturally has a great understanding of his father's taste over the years, and what he likes to drink with him is what he likes to drink.

It was a rare opportunity to see Zhang Zilin playing with her little character. Bai Ningyuan and Zhang's father couldn't help but look at each other, and both saw a little smile in each other's eyes. Then Bai Ningyuan opened the lid, filled two cups, placed one of them respectfully in front of Zhang's father, and he picked up another cup, got up and greeted him first to Zhang's father.

"Xiaobai, this seems to be the first time that our father and I are sitting together and drinking bars seriously." After a sip of wine, Dad Zhang suddenly spoke to Bai Ningyuan.

Bai Ningyuan quickly responded. Indeed, the relationship between Bai Ningyuan and Zhang Zilin was not confirmed before. After that, Zhang's father was stationed outside, so he had no experience of drinking together.

"It's your marriage with Zi Lin soon, but you also know that my position is quite sensitive. Although active-duty soldiers can also go abroad for private purposes after approval, I don't take this trouble at these times, so I can't attend your wedding, so I can only let your aunt represent me. So here, I will give my daughter formally to you in advance. I don't have much request. I just hope that you two will live a good life in the future and live a beautiful life. I will feel relieved." Dad Zhang looked at Bai Ningyuan with a serious expression on his face. His expression seemed to be no longer the iron-blooded soldier he used to be on weekdays, but a kind father.

I don’t know if it was my own illusion, but Bai Ningyuan suddenly felt that when he said this, this iron-clad man had an aging unknowingly.

"Dad~" Zhang Zilin, who was on the other side, couldn't help but burst into tears after hearing this...

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