Song Guoqiang was very pleased. He was old and had no fighting spirit, but his sons were all full of confidence. He was in the main hall just now, and he was afraid that his wife would feel distressed, so he didn't ask much. Now he asked: "Xiaoyi, what's going on in the car attack?"

The matter had already begun. Song Chengyi knew that it was impossible to hide it from his father, so he roughly restored the situation at that time.

Song Guoqiang was frightened: "You mean, was the girl from the Mu family who rushed into the fire to save you?" Song Guoqiang was a little unimaginable. Where did a little girl who grew up in the countryside get the courage to rush into the fire to save people? In that situation at that time, it was already amazing not to be scared to cry. Could it be that his son deliberately said this in order to make it easier for them to accept her? This idea was only one second, and he denied it. He had known his son for twenty-five years, and he would not lie, and he would not be able to lie.

Song Chengyi knew that his father didn't believe it, and if it weren't for his personal experience, he wouldn't believe it himself: "Many people were there at that time."

Song Chengzhi said: "So, Miss Mu is quite special."

There was a smile on the corner of Song Chengyi's mouth: "Her name is Mu Wanning!"

His expression made Song Guoqiang want to ask if the two had any other relationship, but he still tolerated it. If the person comes back in two days, he will understand everything.

Today, the Song family’s dinner was very early. At half past five, the family finished their meal and took Song Chengyi to the long-distance bus station. If he hadn’t been back in a few days, Qiao Zhilan would have been unable to help but wipe her tears again.

When Song Chengyi arrived at the Coil Market, it was already past nine o'clock at night, and there was no shuttle bus back to the army. However, this would not hurt him. He could run back in more than two hours after dozens of miles. However, in order to fully recover as soon as possible and not affect future training, he chose to leave quickly and expected to get home before twelve o'clock.

It was late at night, and I walked back to the army for more than halfway. Behind him, two people were running at full speed. One of them said, "Hey, look, why does the back of the man in front look so familiar?"

The two of them rushed up again and said, "Boss, is it you?"

The people who came were Gao Xiaofeng and Liang Shaohui. When they saw them, Song Chengyi was also very surprised: "Why are you here?"

Liang Shaohui was angry when he talked about this. After coming out of the Sixth Army Division, Gao Dongliang called the army and went to the village to see his old mother. Liang Shaohui's family was in Pingjing, but he didn't want to go back at all, so he planned to go back to the army with Gao Xiaofeng in advance. However, Gao Xiaofeng was like a villager entering the city, and he had to take him around, wherever he left, and had to come back to dinner. The last bus they took was arrived at 9:30 and ran back to the army. Unexpectedly, he met Song Chengyi on the road.

After Liang Shaohui explained the reason why he and Gao Xiaofeng appeared here at this time, Gao Xiaofeng asked with a smile: "Boss, have you been home? Why don't you stay at home for one night? You have to come back so late?"

Before Song Chengyi could answer, he heard Gao Xiaofeng ask and answer his own question and answer: "Oh, I understand. I must have not seen Wan Ning for three days. My boss rushed back to see his wife, hahaha."

There was darkness around, with only a slight moonlight. Song Chengyi's face could not be seen clearly, but Liang Shaohui could feel that Gao Xiaofeng was right and Song Chengyi agreed.

He suddenly felt that his pockets were very hot, which made him regret it.

In the afternoon, Gao Xiaofeng had to drag him around the mall. It was already strange that two big men were shopping around the mall. Gao Xiaofeng had to go to the place where the clothes were sold. He passed by the counter selling scarves and stopped. He looked at it and touched it. The salesperson was a woman in his 30s. It was not surprising to see the two men coming here, but he just thought it was here to pick scarves for his sweetheart.
Chapter completed!