Qin Jian greeted his parents, and I was about to help my wife carry the vegetables when I saw Zhang Yun scolding, "You little brat! Your wife knows to give me a hug, don't you know how to?"
Qin Jian looked at Zhang Yun with surprise and reached out to touch her forehead, "Mom, you don't have a fever today, do you?"
"You're the one with the fever!" Zhang Yun chided with a smile.
"Indeed, you should hug her!" Ning Yibin joined the conversation, "I heard you were only a second faster than Luo Gang!"
"Yes." In the deep mountains, he was only a mere second faster than Luo Gang, and two consecutive bullets hit Luo Gang right between the eyes.
If he had been any slower, it would either have been both him and Luo Gang dying together, or he would have been the one lying in a pool of blood.
"When your mom found out, she cried all night! You should know, we only have you as our son." Thinking about it, Ning Yibin was also quite frightened after the fact.