Chapter 1483: I Have Never Hated You

"It has nothing to do with you; this is my responsibility, it is what I should do," Litian said.

If this were in the past, if Lu Feifei treated him this way, he would have been happy enough to fly.

But now, although he was also very happy in his heart, he had to restrain his emotions and could not easily reveal them, because now he was a soldier!

New recruits are not allowed to be in romantic relationships.

Lu Feifei twisted her hands together and asked in a low voice, "If, I mean if, the person he wanted to kill wasn't me but someone else, would you still have thrown yourself over?"

Litian said without hesitation, "Yes, I would. Protecting the personal safety of citizens is what I should do."

She was slightly disappointed, but felt more admiration, so she changed the subject.

"Litian, do you still hate me?"

"No, I have never hated you."

"I don't believe it."

"Really, I'm not lying to you, I have never hated you."

Lu Feifei looked at Litian, gathered her courage, and asked affectionately, "Then can we start over?"

"No," he refused flatly.

"I knew you hated me, you should hate me..."

"It's not that; it's that the military doesn't allow romantic relationships."

Lu Feifei:...

The two of them did not have much time to talk; there was still much to be done.

The safety of the hostages was being protected by the armed police, and to take everyone back to the country, the unit Litian belonged to had to stay behind to handle the aftermath.

The two waved goodbye.

Jiangzhou.

The Sheng Family.

The Sheng Family was a bit different this year compared to usual; the atmosphere was gloomy.

Litian was not home for the New Year this year, so it couldn't be considered a reunion!

And since he couldn't come back and the phone calls wouldn't go through, Shi Youxuan kept calling.

"It's worrying me to death. The phone won't go through; could there still be a mission during the New Year?"

"Why won't he answer the phone?"

She muttered to herself while making calls.

Zichen advised, "Mom, don't be anxious; the signal is bad in that place."

Zihan hurriedly chimed in, "Exactly, Second Brother must be busy. At this time, shouldn't the troops be making dumplings? It must be inconvenient to have a mobile phone on hand while making dumplings..."

Zirui also added, "Second Brother will definitely call when he has time. Among us children, he is the most filial; he wouldn't just not call."

Just as he finished speaking, Litian's video call came through.

Shi Youxuan answered the phone immediately: "Litian, why did you only just answer the phone? Are you okay? You worried me to death. My right eyelid has been twitching all afternoon..."

"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine."

Litian, on the other side of the phone, was standing in front of a cutting board, wearing a white apron tied around his chest.

There was a lot of flour and rolled-out dough wrappers on the cutting board.

His body and face were also covered in flour.

"Mom, I'm fine. We are doing quite well in the military. Everyone is making dumplings, so I was in a rush and forgot to call you..."

The comrades behind Litian were also talking to their families.

Everyone was doing the same, smiling and reporting only the good news while keeping quiet about the bad, not saying a word about the mission they had been on.

"Mm-hmm, as long as you're fine. You all eat well, Happy New Year!"

After hanging up, Shi Youxuan beamed with joy and called everyone over to make dumplings.

At Jian Yixin's home.

This year was the same as last year, just a family of three spending the New Year at home!

The food was sumptuous, the household was simple, and the family of three was quite warm.

According to custom, the whole family should work together to make the New Year's Eve dumplings.

Moli was very clever; although he didn't have many opportunities to do it, the dumplings he made looked decent, even better-looking than the ones his parents made.

Jian Yixin was very gratified and said to her husband, "Look at our Moli; he is just better and smarter than you. Even the dumplings he makes look better than yours."

Her husband feigned jealousy: "Right, your son is good at everything, and I'm not good at anything."

"Isn't he your son?"

"Of course he is my son."

Sheng Zerong said to Moli, "Son, you don't know, but when you were at school, your mother would nag about you in my ears every day until my ears grew calluses. Your mother rarely praises anyone from childhood to adulthood, but when it comes to you, everything is good."

Moli originally had something he wanted to discuss with his parents, but the words that had reached his lips could no longer be spoken.

His hesitant appearance was noticed by his mother.

"If you have something to say, just say it; don't hold it in until you get sick."

"Mom, let's agree first: if I say it, you aren't allowed to get angry."

"Forget it, you'd better not say it," Jian Yixin retracted her offer; she felt that what her son was about to say must be something she didn't want to hear.

"You can't be like this, are you going back on your word?"

Moli had already made up his mind, and the words were already on the tip of his tongue; not being allowed to say them now was more painful than killing him.

"Look at you, if you want to say it, just say it, I'm listening." Sheng Zerong gave his son a way to step down.

Moli said: "Mom and Dad, I also want to join the army, just like Litian."

The thing feared most is when the air suddenly goes quiet.

"Clap!"

Jian Yixin slammed the rolling pin onto the counter: "No, I don't agree."

"Joining the army is a very glorious thing, why don't you agree?"

"Whoever wants to be glorious can be glorious, but it won't work in our family, I said no and that's that." Jian Yixin's attitude was very firm.

Moli also refused to give an inch: "You are too overbearing, I am already eighteen years old, I have the right to decide what I want to do."

"Your wings are stiff now, right? You have the right to decide what you want to do? I am already forty-eight years old, I want a second child, do you agree?"

Moli was speechless, his mother was always like this.

Every time they argued, she would bring up another matter that left him unable to refute, forcing him to compromise.

Seeing the situation was bad, Sheng Zerong decided to retreat: "You two discuss it, I'm going to go see Father."

Ever since his mother-in-law passed away, they had spent the New Year at their own home; he had suggested wanting to go to his father-in-law's house for the New Year, but his wife did not agree.

"Come back, you are not allowed to go."

"Fine, if we aren't going, we aren't going."

Sheng Zerong was left behind; his wife had originally wanted her husband to stand on the same side as her.

But he supported their son joining the army, saying it was quite good to go out and get some training; reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles, and traveling ten thousand miles is not as good as meeting countless people.

What a mess; her husband's opinion was ignored by Jian Yixin, and he was driven out of the house.

He could go wherever he wanted; helping out at home was worse than not helping at all.

Jian Family.

Their home was still very lively, with Jian Yining's whole family there.

Jian Xiansheng was in the living room watching television with his son; the three granddaughters were older now and not as naughty as when they were little, snuggling beside their mother and chattering away; the mother and four daughters were talking about who knows what, but it was very lively.

Jian Xiansheng's young wife was busy back and forth in the kitchen, and the large house was kept clean and tidy.

Seeing his son-in-law arrive, Jian Xiansheng was very happy.

He stood up and looked behind him: "Where is Yixin, why didn't Moli come?"

"Oh, they are arguing at home, they don't have time to come."

Sheng Zerong did not hide anything from his father-in-law, telling him everything about how Moli wanted to join the army and Yixin did not agree.

Jian Xiansheng sighed: "Sigh, this Yixin has the same temper as her mother, wanting to have the final say on everything, but the child is grown and has his own ideas, so how could he possibly listen to his parents for everything."