Although he was not around when his son was born, everyone in the base still took good care of him. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled, and his heart was no longer as confused as before. After all, he was his son, and he would be loved by everyone when he was born. In this case, why should he worry about so many unnecessary things?
After leaving the pool, he sped up. As he approached, the female soldiers who were on guard stood up and saluted Zhang Xiaoqiang. They had been waiting here for a long time, wondering why Zhang Xiaoqiang hadn't appeared yet. Now that they saw him in person, they felt a little uncomfortable. They were Mu Peipei's soldiers, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was the father of Mu Peipei's child. So how should they address Zhang Xiaoqiang?
Son-in-law?
When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw these delicate female soldiers, he seemed to go back to a year ago, in the gathering place. At that time, because of anger, he rushed into the female soldiers' camp with a group of people and had his first contact with Mu Peipei. Life was like a dream. Looking back, the arrogant beauty standing in front of the female soldiers had become the mother of his child. Walking into a shady path, an acquaintance came to him. It was an elegant and beautiful female officer. Zhang Xiaoqiang recognized Zhao Xiaobo at a glance. He hadn't seen her for more than a year, but Zhao Xiaobo was still the same. As a senior officer, she was more dignified. In the past, he could see some weakness. Even if she was very strong, it still couldn't hide the touch of freedom and hesitation in her heart. But now, she didn't have to deliberately show it, and she still gave people the feeling of being sharp, like an unsheathed sharp blade.
Zhao Xiaobo specially came to greet Zhang Xiaoqiang. Standing in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, she didn't have any restraint or uneasiness, like a quiet jasmine. When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw Zhao Xiaobo, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. After all, he was not familiar with this woman. He nodded at Zhao Xiaobo and waited for her to speak. Zhao Xiaobo smiled slightly. "Hao 'er has been waiting for you. I also complained to Minnie that you were busy with official business as soon as you came back and didn't have time to see your son. Minnie said that official business was serious, and your son could see you at any time. Are you anxious?
Please follow me … "
Zhao Xiaobo took half a step back and turned sideways, making a gesture of invitation. Looking at his rosy palm, Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitated for a moment and said dryly, "Is Peipei alright?
My son is called Hao 'er? "
Zhao Xiaobo guessed what Zhang Xiaoqiang was thinking. He smiled and said calmly,
"Hao 'er is just a nickname. You still have to give him a proper name. Minnie has been doing well during this period. She has completely entered the role of a mother. When Hao' er was born, the New Era attacked the hot spring base. Everyone was scared together. At that time, there was no condition to take good care of Hao 'er, so he was left with a small problem of whooping cough …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang and Zhao Xiaobo walked under the shade together, listening to Zhao Xiaobo's description of the scene at that time. At that time, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't wait to fly back from the grassland. He wanted to see his child being born with his own eyes and be the first to hold him. He didn't expect God to play tricks on him. He was first abducted to the virgin forest. When he finally escaped, he found that he was out of the country. After he helped the Russians reclaim the city, he was taken to Sichuan by plane and involved in the battle between the New Era and Zhuo Mingyue. Then he stayed for such a long time. He didn't want to see Mu Peipei so early, not for any other reason, but because he felt sorry for his child, or because of the guilt in his heart.
With Zhao Xiaobo's vivid description, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to return to that thrilling and difficult moment. Outside the door were thousands of elite soldiers of the New Era and hundreds of Silver Flower Brigade's attack. Mu Peipei, who retreated to the material storage center in a hurry, breathed the turbid air in the dark cave. She was sweating and gritting her teeth. Hundreds of female soldiers surrounded Mu Peipei and held their steel guns tightly. The fierce battle was going on outside. Soldiers covered in blood were lying on stretchers and carried into the cave. Thin lines of blood accumulated on the ground. The blood-stained gauze was rinsed in the clear pool. The splashing water reflected a pale red color under the light. Screams, moans, curses, and wails were mixed with faint baby cries.
"Peipei has suffered. It's all my fault. If only I could come back in time that day …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly sighed. This sentence was said with sincerity, which surprised Zhao Xiaobo. She knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang and Mu Peipei could have the same child, but it was not because they really liked each other. Mu Peipei once told the whole story. After the misunderstanding happened, if it was dealt with coldly, the two would still be strangers. Who knew that during the retreat, Zhang Xiaoqiang's killing intent was aroused because of the huge pressure, and Mu Peipei inadvertently played the role of a firefighter. Both of them walked together in such an unclear way. Everything that happened was not because of feelings or anything else. In the end, it was because of Zhang Xiaoqiang's coercion. If Mu Peipei was not pregnant at that time, with her personality, she would definitely part ways with Zhang Xiaoqiang when they returned to the safe zone. But after she confirmed that she was pregnant, even if Zhang Xiaoqiang was not there, the entire Hubei forces would not let her go.
Until now, Zhang Xiaoqiang still did not know how to face Mu Peipei. Zhao Xiaobo also knew that Mu Peipei also did not know how to face him. Because of her father, Mu Peipei had never been interested in men. She would rather be with a woman than find a boyfriend. Zhang Xiaoqiang's appearance was an accident. When she was pregnant, she suffered an unprecedented blow. She did not know how to be a mother, but as a woman, she was born with maternal instincts. The child was also her closest person in the world. Under the dilemma, she thought of leaving with the child. Otherwise, when the gathering place was in crisis, she would calmly accept Huang Quan's arrangement.
"We're here. I won't go in. Actually … Peipei is really not having it easy. If she says something wrong, please be considerate …"
Standing at the door, Zhao Xiaobo tucked her hair behind her ear. Her eyes had a trace of pleading. Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded silently. He pushed the door and entered. Looking at the closed door, Zhao Xiaobo shook her head helplessly. She was quite envious of Mu Peipei. No matter what, she still had a child and the child's father. Even if they did not love each other, they still had a home. But what did she have?
She did not even care about her face. She was willing to share life and death with Huang Quan, but he just looked down on her. She was already 28 years old this year. What else could she have after 30 years?
The moment Zhang Xiao Qiang stepped into the room, all his calmness vanished. As he slowly closed the door, his eyes caught sight of the figure sprawled on the bed. Mu Peipei's figure was still as slender as ever, and from the back, her waist was slender like a willow. Her silky black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her head rested on the back of his hand. She was sleeping soundly, and her rosy ears stretched out mischievously, revealing the side of her face.
Zhang Xiaoqiang gently walked towards Mu Peipei. On the cradle under Mu Peipei's hand, a furry baby wrapped in a diaper was staring at the man walking behind his mother with his big black and white eyes. Looking at those pure eyes, something in his heart rapidly expanded, as though it was about to explode. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the pair of bright, black and moist eyes a little helplessly. Looking at those eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to be intoxicated. It was the kind of intoxication without any thoughts. A pull in his blood made him stare blankly at this tiny, diaper-wrapped baby. It was Zhang Xiaoqiang's regret that he didn't see the moment he was born. Although he was mentally prepared, the moment he saw his son, he was still shocked. He constantly sketched out his son's appearance in his heart. What kind of eyes, what kind of nose, the size of the lips, and the small hands and feet, constantly convinced himself that this was his son, even though he had never seen him before.
He had never seen him before, so he could only sketch it in his heart. The moment before he saw his son, he destroyed the image he had sketched in his heart, trying to forget that appearance as much as possible because he knew it was unreal. But the moment he saw the eyes, the small nose, the cute little mouth, and the white and tender little hands, the image in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart came alive in front of his eyes. A moment ago, he was still refuting, and the next moment, it was confirmed, making him completely sluggish.
The baby's big black and moist eyes kept staring at the giant-like Zhang Xiaoqiang, seeing every detail on his face and feeling the kindness of this big man. He suddenly opened his mouth and smiled. A child's smile was sweet, so sweet that it made Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart melt. He knew that he had become a father, but other than the feeling of finally becoming a father to his child, there was no other feeling. But when he really saw his son and enjoyed the connection in his blood, at this moment, his eyes became moist. This was his blood, this was his son, Zhang Xiaoqiang's son.