In the snowy land of China, at the Wolf Warriors Airport, the imperial soldiers looked solemn and held sharp weapons, alert to any disturbance.

"Salute!" As a deep and sharp roar echoed across the snowy area, all the soldiers immediately stood at attention and saluted with their guns. They looked firmly ahead.

I dragged my suitcase and walked slowly over. Looking at the familiar faces, I felt mixed emotions in my heart.

The sad military song of retirement suddenly sounded in the snow, suddenly turning the already heavy atmosphere into sadness. The soldiers could no longer control their tears.

I got on the plane and paid the last military salute to my brothers who had gone through life and death. From then on, I took off my military uniform and put on civilian clothes, leaving my country behind and returning to the city.

God of War, Blood Wolf returns!

From then on, the army no longer had the blood wolf, the God of War, and the Three Kingdoms began to invade the country with large armies...

In the same year, I entered Yenching University, the capital of China and the highest institution of higher education in China.

Three years later in the summer, a major event happened in Yanjing, which directly changed the trajectory of my life.

The leader of the three major underground forces in Yanjing, the "Lang Ya", was assassinated, and the leaderless Lang Ya suddenly became a mess.

The summer of that year was full of blood. Underground forces reshuffled wildly.

Time flies by, and it has been three years in a blink of an eye...

Time: May 2020.

Location: People's Hospital.

It was midsummer at this time, and the weather was extremely dry. With this, everyone felt a ball of anger in their hearts, inexplicably and for no apparent reason.

Carrying a chamber pot, I walked back and forth through the corridors of the People's Hospital, ignoring the surprised looks from people around me.

"Damn, you actually want me to pour the chamber pot, me, me, me..." He was cursing, and then a cicada shouted out of curiosity, "I'm going, and a cicada is joining in the fun? Get out of here."

I was so upset that I finally found an outlet. Although the other person was just a cicada, it did not affect my interest in scolding him at all.

"Han Feng, what are you doing here? Why don't you quickly send the chamber pot to dad?" came a woman's voice, cursing.

I raised my head and looked at the enchanting person with a brand-name bag, a watch, and heavy makeup. My heart skipped a beat: "It's over, the tigress is here."

But he quickly smiled and said: "Sister, I'm lost, I'll go now, I'll go now, hehe."

The woman walked past me without raising her head. You didn't see me even though I'm 1.8 meters tall? I thought like a fool.

"You're such a big person, how can you still get lost? Trash is trash, hum! The little girl is really blind, haha!" The woman walked past cursing, although the perfume on her body was very fragrant, and it was estimated that there were tens of thousands of bottles of that.

Plant, but the people are not so good.

I hurriedly greeted him with a smile. I had no choice but to be forced by life. For the sake of living, I chose to be patient.

"Why are you standing there stupidly? Why don't you hurry up and send the chamber pot over?" The woman said, and everyone in the corridor looked at me with a half-smile.

Forget about the adults, even the children. I vaguely heard a middle-aged woman with a bloated body but a vicious tongue: "See, you have to study hard and don't be like him, a son-in-law who comes to the house and pours chamber pots for others.

"

The little boy turned around and looked at me, his eyes full of doubts. Maybe he didn’t know what a home-in-law son-in-law was, okay, okay, okay, I thought in my heart, things weren’t that bad. This little boy’s doubts retained my last trace.

Silk dignity.

That's right, my name is Han Feng. I'm a son-in-law who married into a wealthy family. In the eyes of outsiders, I soared into the sky. I flew up a branch and turned into a phoenix. No, I turned around like a salted fish. Unfortunately, only I know what kind of life I live.

When I was in my twenties, I lived like an old man. I got up at five o'clock every day, cleaned, bought groceries and cooked food, took care of the family's eating, drinking and eating. After that, I had to send a few nephews to school, and then buy

Food, then cooking, picking up the kids from school...

Day after day, year after year, I feel numb.

"Why are you still standing there? Are you crazy? Hurry up." A shrew's voice brought me back to reality. I touched my head awkwardly and grinned at the child. Unfortunately, the child's mother was so frightened that she picked him up and left.

Huh? Is my smile that scary? You know, I was once a school idol.

"Why are you still standing there? Go quickly." The woman's voice rose a few decibels again, and this time most of the people in the hospital turned to look here.

I smiled and left immediately, doing what the old guy and his wife didn't want to do, pouring out the chamber pot.

Well, for the sake of living, I accepted the fact that I was a home-based son-in-law, and I had made a comeback. Maybe, I would stay like this for the rest of my life.

I stumbled back and forth through the hospital corridors. Of course, the chamber pot in my hand was always a standard item. I was already used to other people's strange looks.

Ever since the old guy was hospitalized, there was an extra person in the hospital corridor who came and went to fill the chamber pot every day. Of course, that person was me.

"Hey, I'm back!" Just when I absentmindedly came to the corridor of the advanced ward, a greeting, oh no, it should be a mocking voice pulled me back.

I looked up and saw a guy wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white coat looking at me with a half-smile, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Damn it, it's you four-eyed boy, sooner or later I'll blow your glasses off" I thought in my heart, but I was still laughing in my mouth as I bowed to reality again.

"Oh, it turns out to be Director Bai. Thank you for your hard work." I said while showing a standardized smile. This is a new skill I have learned since I became a wife.

"Tch!" It's a pity that the four-eyed guy didn't appreciate it. He swung his fat body and walked past me arrogantly. It's a pity that I didn't take him seriously at all because of his height of over 1.6 meters.

When the four-eyed boy walked away, I raised my foot and kicked him hard in the direction he was walking. "His grandma, you can use me to attack him all day long. Sooner or later, I will break your glasses, damn."

The four-eyed guy is the old guy's attending doctor, oh no, he should be the chief surgeon. The old guy's surgery is his.

I also knew that the four-eyed boy was secretly pursuing my wife. What did he think of me? I clenched the chamber pot in my hand, my hands making a crunching sound. My eyes were cold.

I walked cursing, and the sound was extremely loud in the corridor of the senior ward. There was a big poster on the wall: No loud noises.

"416.416," I muttered, scanning the house number with my small eyes, "Oh, here it is."

I quietly put down the chamber pot, touched my long oily hair, straightened my worn and yellowed jeans, pulled on my unfitting plaid shirt, bent down and gently patted the black canvas covering my feet.

shoes, and then picked up the chamber pot.

Through the crack in the door, a thin old man with white hair and a thin body wearing a set of loose medical clothes was quietly reading the newspaper "People's Daily." Only the big gold form on the old guy's left hand was conspicuous.

"Wait, one day I will take it to the recycling bin and sell it to you." I thought evilly in my heart.

Sometimes I wonder, is the old guy deliberately making things difficult for me? The high-end ward, with such good facilities, still wants me to pour a chamber pot? It seems that the old guy also uses a special chamber pot at home, and he said that the bathroom in the hospital is used by too many people.

Yes, it's not clean. In fact, it's mysophobia, a problem that needs to be corrected.

"I borrowed it, please give me a chance." A nurse stood behind me pushing a large cart of medicine, looking at me coldly, as if it was too troublesome to say another word to me.

I smiled awkwardly and stepped aside with the chamber pot. The nurse was not polite and pushed the door open with a trolley: "Hey, Mr. Su, where are you reading the newspaper?" The old guy ignored her.

"Mr. Su looks much better today. Congratulations to Mr. Su!" The old guy still ignored her, and of course he ignored me.

The little nurse sister was still chirping and telling the old guy to take medicine. I silently picked up the pen and wrote down what she said eighteen times word for word. Then I walked over and slowly put it on the table.

At this time, the old guy finally spoke: "Get out." His voice was full of the aura of a superior, and he didn't know which of us he was talking to.

Well, he told me. It seems that since I got married, the old guy has only said one word to me: "Get out."

I closed the door silently, and the little nurse inside stopped chirping and started cleaning the old guy. I just came here every day to fill the chamber pot, that's all.

"Huh~" I breathed a long sigh of relief and touched my head. There were a few drops of sweat there. "The weather is really hot." I wiped it off casually and touched my trouser pocket, feeling addicted to cigarettes.

"Yes." I muttered in a low voice, "No more." Hua Bi walked away in small steps. He looked at the words prohibiting making noise on the wall, pulled it off at any time, and then crumpled it into a ball.

"Dong, hit."

I said excitedly, and then made a victory pose. I had no choice but to get addicted to football. The cleaning lady next to me looked at me like I was a fool. I smiled, and I still have fans.
Chapter completed!