At noon, when Yin Mingzhu and Liu Si-jin were eating in the cafeteria, they suddenly received a call from the kindergarten teacher. The teacher said that Liu Chenghuan had a fight with other children during lunch break.

Although the little guy was only three years old, he had always been very sensible. His personality was as cheerful and easy-going as his father. He rarely lost his temper. Why did he suddenly fight with other children?

The two of them didn't have time to eat. They put down their chopsticks and drove to the kindergarten.

When they pushed open the door of the teacher's office, Yin Mingzhu saw the little guy sitting in the corner at a glance. His big round eyes lit up for a moment when he saw his mother, but then they dimmed. He lowered his head and continued to play with the toy gun in his hand.

She felt sorry for him when she saw his aggrieved look.

While Liu Si-jin and the teacher were learning about the situation, Yin Mingzhu quickly walked to the little guy, squatted down, and asked softly, "Chenghuan, tell Mommy, what happened?"

The little guy looked up at her but didn't say anything. He held the gun in one hand and hugged her neck with the other. His chubby little body was completely leaning on her, making her heart soften.

The two of them came in a hurry and didn't have time to change their clothes. They were still wearing their usual training clothes.

Most people had a reverence for soldiers. In addition, the other child was not injured and had been taken home by his parents. The teacher didn't make things difficult for them. Instead, she was very polite.

"Chenghuan has always been a good boy. I don't know why he lost his temper today. I asked him, but he didn't say anything."

The teacher in charge of Liu Chenghuan's class was a girl in her twenties wearing glasses. She didn't seem to have much experience and seemed a little helpless.

"I know. Sorry to trouble you." Liu Si-jin took his son from his wife's arms and smiled politely at the teachers in the office.

"It's okay, it's okay. The child is still young." The teachers were also polite.

They carried their son all the way to the parking lot. Liu Si-jin opened the back door and put him in. Yin Mingzhu also sat in the back seat. She hugged her son's small shoulders and asked softly, "What happened, Chenghuan?

Why did you fight with a child?

Can you tell Mommy? "

Liu Si-jin was focused on driving. When he heard that, he glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time, secretly observing the mother and son's movements.

Perhaps he felt at ease with his parents by his side, the little fellow lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while before muttering softly, "I didn't fight. He snatched my things first. I only pushed him a little and the teacher criticized me …"

After saying that, she pursed her lips, looking extremely aggrieved.

"I see."

Yin Mingzhu roughly guessed the cause and effect, so she hugged her son tightly and patiently educated him, "That child snatched your things, it's indeed his fault, but you can't push him, okay?

Maybe he was just curious and wanted to see your things … "

"No!"

Liu Chenghuan, who had been quiet, suddenly raised his head and interrupted her. His small face was tense and his tone was particularly serious. "I can lend him other toys, but not guns. Dad said that a soldier's gun is not to be touched by others!"

Looking into the little fellow's serious eyes, Yin Mingzhu was stunned. Her gaze fell on the toy gun that he was holding firmly in his arms. She was speechless and could only look up at her husband who was driving in front of them.

Liu Si-jin chuckled and did not say anything.

It seemed that like father, like son. At that time, he just casually said it to coax the child, but he did not expect the little fellow to remember it. This kid was indeed born to be a soldier.

Although he boasted that he was an open-minded and good father, he had already thought that when his son grew up, as long as he had a proper career that he liked, he would support him in whatever he wanted to do. However, if the career that his father had worked hard for all his life could be loved and inherited by his son, it was really a wonderful feeling.

There was an inexplicable sense of pride that "my son is like me".

Just like that, Liu Chenghuan had half a day off.

The couple directly brought him back to the army. Recently, there were not many patients in Yin Mingzhu's infirmary, so she simply brought her son with her.

The little fellow inherited the good genes of his parents. He was quite delicate and adorable. His pink little face and big black eyes had melted the hearts of many female medics.

While Yin Mingzhu was looking for information, Liu Chenghuan was obediently sitting in front of the coffee table in the corner and doing his homework.

A medic knocked on the door and walked in. "Lieutenant Yin, the hospital called and asked you to come over tomorrow."

"Got it." Yin Mingzhu nodded.

Glancing at Yin Mingzhu who was busy, the medic quietly walked to Liu Chenghuan. She touched the little fellow's short hair and took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket. She smiled and said, "Are you hungry?

Auntie will give you some chocolate, okay? "

Liu Chenghuan raised his head and looked at Yin Mingzhu. Seeing that she had no intention of objecting, he took the chocolate and smiled sweetly. "Thank you, auntie."

"Good boy." The medic resisted the urge to kiss him on the cheek, turned around, and sneaked out with a smile.

After work, Liu Chenghuan was directly sent to his grandmother's house. The couple had an overseas mission. Mama Yin happened to want to reduce her workload and rest, so she had a lot of time to idle at home. She was happy to take care of her little grandson.

He opened the door and entered the house. The little boy changed his shoes at the entrance and ran into the living room. He saw his grandfather, Lieutenant General Yin, sitting on the sofa and immediately stopped. He straightened his little body and raised his hand to salute. "Unity!"

His voice was still childish, which made Yin Mingzhu burst into laughter. She grabbed Liu Si-jin's hand and shook it. "Tell me, did you teach him?"

"It has nothing to do with me. This is his natural talent." Liu Si-jin raised his eyebrows proudly and tucked her hair behind her ear.

While the two of them were intimately changing their shoes, Lieutenant General Yin put down the newspaper in his hand and solemnly returned a military salute to his little grandson, who was not even as tall as the table. "Unity!"

Both of them laughed. Lieutenant General Yin pretended to be surprised and asked, "Soldier Liu, have you eaten?"

"Not yet. I want to eat grandma's cooking." Liu Chenghuan sniffed and ran to the kitchen like a puppy following the fragrance.

Looking at the happy family, Liu Si-jin felt very satisfied from the bottom of his heart. It was the happiest thing in the world to have his beloved wife and lovely son by his side.

His motherland, his belief, his steel gun in his hand to protect the country, the old, the weak, the women, and the children, the ultimate goal was to let every family have such a perfect and happy life.

Protecting the people he wanted to protect was his unchanging original intention.

Perhaps his son would embark on the same path as him in the future, passing through thorns and flames and becoming the last line of defense for the country. But even if not, it didn't matter. As a father, he should unconditionally support his son's choice.

The kitchen gradually filled with the tempting smell of food. Yin Mingzhu hooked Liu Si-jin's little finger with a smile in her eyes. She coquettishly tilted her head and said, "Captain Liu, what are you thinking about?

You don't even want to eat. "

"I'm thinking about you." He lovingly stroked her cheek with his thumb and said in an extremely sincere tone.

"Really?"

"Really."

What are you thinking about?

I'm thinking about the future we once hoped for. There's you, me, and our son.

Every year, every day, every minute, every second.