Chapter 541:

"What do you mean?" Chu Zheng heard that his wife had something to say next and couldn't help but answer.

"What I mean is..." Han Zihe looked at Chu Zheng, pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Chu Zheng, tell me, is there a possibility that you don't know him, or that you don't remember him?"

But he knows you?"

"No... Wife, what do you mean?" Chu Zheng blinked. He naturally understood what his wife meant, but didn't he explain it clearly to his wife that day!

Seeing that he was a little confused, Han Zihe said: "I'm not saying that he came here to cause trouble for you on purpose. It's just that maybe he came to China simply to make a living. By chance, he joined the crew of "Employment" and accidentally recognized you when he saw you.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, he simply hacked the film crew's information database to cover up his own information."

"Haha, wife, you are worthy of writing a book, your imagination is so great!" After hearing this, Chu Zheng couldn't help but give his wife a thumbs up.

He was not mocking his wife, but he truly felt that his wife had a strong imagination.

"Don't be ridiculous! I'm talking to you!" Han Zihe said seriously, slapping away the thumb he raised with one hand.

Chu Zheng rubbed the back of his hand that was red from being slapped, and pursed his lips speechlessly, making a pitiful look.

It wasn't until he felt that his wife could bear it no longer, that he smiled and said: "Wife, if you ask me, you are too suspicious!"

He first pointed out that his wife's idea was unreliable and she was just worried. Then he said: "It's not like you know nothing about us going on missions! We all do our missions by chance. Every time we do it,

I feel like I can't even recognize myself, let alone the enemy! Even if we fight head-on or fight with the opponent, the opponent won't recognize him!"

Aren't there still undercover missions? ← Han Zihe endured it and did not speak out.

Subconsciously, she didn't want Chu Zheng to think too much about it.

Her own personality is very clear to her. She just likes to think too much, make associations and deductions, and her ability to make up for it with her brain makes even her master in her previous life sigh and scold her - thinking too much is not conducive to health!

Han Zihe's heart couldn't calm down, and he started to think about it unconsciously. When Chu Zheng saw it, he was at a loss, so he could only find a way to persuade him - he didn't lie, he really felt that that person had nothing to do with him.

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The couple were talking. Zhan Zhan, who was supposed to be asleep, suddenly jumped three feet high, jumped off the recliner, ran over with a swish, and jumped between his parents. The little person's whole body was pressed against them.

He climbed onto the back of the recliner and raised his little hands to report to his mother: "Mom, yes, yes, yes! I saw it!"

"You brat, you're not asleep. You eavesdropped on what your parents were saying, right?" Captain Chu patted his son's head and shook his head with an angry smile.

Although it didn't take much to think about it, he knew that this little guy was going to sell his father to please his mother, but Chu Zheng didn't stop him. The main reason was that he thought that it was hard to persuade him, as his own son would never be able to do it.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Captain Chu sighed and admitted with a slight sadness. In his wife's heart, his son was more important than him.

"Little one, what do you want to say?" Just as Chu Zheng thought, when his wife saw her son, she changed from her previous deep thoughts and random thoughts, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Mom, Dad said it again!" Zhan Zhan clenched his little hand, raised his index finger and shook it, as if he was waiting for praise, and proudly said what he knew.

It turned out that there was a period of time before, the bedtime stories Chu Zheng told him every day were all related to war; for a while, they talked about how during the conventional war, as a special reinforced company with combat power, they encountered enemy assaults.

The team's surprise attack was also the battle that narrowly escaped death and even turned into a small victory, which made Chu Zheng determined to set up a special special forces team.

"I originally wanted to ask my father for oil paint, but my father said that you can't draw on that kind of thing, and it's not good for children's skin. He also said that they don't wear oil paint when they participate in regular wars!" Half of the children reported,

Zhan Zhan, a little master of conversationalism who complained in half, betrayed his father in a clear and articulate manner.

"My son is great, you are really my mother's caring little baby!" Under Captain Chu's greedy gaze, Han Zihe kissed Zhan Zhan on the middle of his forehead, making the little guy laugh with joy.

"Hey, do you want to play a game?" Han Zihe pulled out the travel bag from under the recliner like magic, revealing the toys and books he brought out.

"I'm reading a book!" The little guy picked through it, and when he finally found a picture book, he raised his hand and shook it.

It was a comic-style popular science book about weapons. Because of the Chinese pinyin, although it was marked as suitable for children over nine years old, Zhan Zhan himself could still understand it with difficulty.

Putting the book in the middle, Zhan Zhan, the little light bulb, was still lying between his parents very unconsciously, flipping through the book with relish.

Captain Ren Chu stared at him until his eyelids almost cramped. This little guy didn't feel unwelcome yet!

"Son, don't you think about dominating that recliner? Oh, hehe, you can put several books at the same time!" Captain Chu first handed a lollipop to his son, drawing the little guy's attention.

He came over and seduced, "We seem to have brought a series of books like the ones you are reading now! If we take them all out, put them next to you, and compare them with each other, tsk tsk, it will still feel like

, it’s simply too enjoyable!”

"Really!" Zhan Zhan's bright and bright eyes became more and more radiant with his father's words, "Can I really do this?"

He remembered that his mother once told him that when reading, one should concentrate on reading, pick up one book after another, and put the books you read back to their original positions.

Uh... Captain Chu was a little stunned when his son asked him consciously.

He seems to have done something wrong...

Looking at his wife guiltily, Captain Chu decisively saw the warning beneath his wife's gentle smile.

Ouch!

If Captain Chu hadn't cared about the majestic image in front of his son, he would have covered his face and pretended to be faint.

"Dad!" Zhan Zhan was a little puzzled. Why was his father so stunned? He hadn't answered him yet!

"Uh... reading like this, although I usually don't agree with it. But aren't we traveling? Traveling and vacation are naturally as comfortable as possible! Right? Of course, you have to remember. After returning home, you have to abide by the rules at home.

Do you understand the rules?" Captain Chu very calmly added constraints to his son's sugar coating.

"Oh yes!" Zhan Zhan didn't care so much. As soon as he heard his father agreed, he immediately cheered, kicked up his legs and hugged the book, and ran back to his recliner in a hurry.

Chapter 542:

"Okay, my son has gone back to his place to play. It's time for you to have a good talk with me, right?" Han Zihe just watched Chu Zheng fooling Zhan Zhan, but smiled and said nothing, waiting for the little guy to be fooled by his father.

, she then spoke.

However, what she considered to be a considerate behavior, in the eyes of Captain Chu, who was quite guilty, meant that she was preparing to hold him accountable!

"Haha, wife." Captain Chu chuckled and rubbed his hands repeatedly. His mind was spinning rapidly, trying to figure out how to word it so that he could pass the test smoothly.

"What are you thinking about?" How could Han Zihe not see that Chu Zheng had changed his mind again? He slapped him out of his thoughts and said funnyly, "What countermeasures are you thinking about again! I'm serious here.

I’m talking to you!”

"Ah!...Ah?!" Didn't my wife blame me?!

Chu Zheng blinked, confirming that his wife was serious, and immediately sat up straight. He sat cross-legged in front of his wife, looking like he knew everything and couldn't stop talking.

"I remember you participated in the border war before, right?" Han Zihe asked.

After hearing this, Chu Zheng nodded repeatedly: "Yes. Didn't you already know about this?"

"You... think, how old is the foreign actor?" Han Zihe thought about the person in the portrait that Chen Ming got, and felt that the other person's age was similar to that of Chu Zheng.

"You mean..." Chu Zheng took a breath, and then shook his head, "No way, you know the border war, those people are so dark and they look like Asians, how could they have European looks?"

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"How is that impossible, Captain Chu? Don't be so narrow-minded!" Han Zihe retorted, "Not to mention whether he is a mixed race or not, just one thing. Think about the title of the film that the film crew is going to shoot.

, think about it!”

"Hire... mercenaries?! Wife, you mean mercenaries!" Chu Zheng's eyes lit up, it was indeed possible, especially the opponents in the border war at that time, and the M country who was secretly waiting for an opportunity to invade.

Oh! Is that a country that would have the idea of ​​​​producing mercenaries?

Although they have encountered it again, it does not mean that it does not exist!

When Chu Zheng thought of this, his expression suddenly became serious. He was originally joking, but now he stopped talking.

"Okay, let me tell you... let's talk about the battles that made a deep impression on me in detail!" Anyway, the family of three is planning to spend the night here, so now they have a lot of free time.

It's also good for chatting like this.

"This is a long time to say..." Chu Zheng turned to look at Zhan Zhan. Seeing that his son was reading seriously, he nodded, turned back, poured another drink for his wife and himself, and then spoke.

Chu Zheng was a person who loved reading and was good at talking. Therefore, he was particularly able to grasp the climax of his stories and tell them in a eloquent way. It was easy and fascinating.

He told those memorable battles like a story, as if a scroll of moving pictures were laid flat in front of Han Zihe's eyes, scrolling to reveal the scenes one by one.

From the beginning to the end, Han Zihe really wanted to watch a movie quietly. In Chu Zheng's decent onomatopoeia, she seemed to have seen a battlefield full of gunfire and the smell of gunpowder smoke.

In his previous life, although he came through a hail of bullets, Han Zihe had never experienced the scene of two armies confronting each other, and he had never had a hearty fight with the opponent head-on.

Chu Zheng's narration just filled the little desire in her heart.

"...At that time, our only option was to attack at night!" At this point, Chu Zheng's mouth went dry and he smiled apologetically at his wife, "Wait a moment, I'll take a drink of water."

After a burst of cool juice entered his stomach, Chu Zheng suddenly felt that he was energetic again. He chuckled and said in the expectant eyes of his wife: "That day..."

Suddenly, Chu Zheng stopped talking.

Almost at the same time, his bright eyes became deeper.

Seeing him squinting in thought, Han Zihe's heart moved, and he suddenly knew that Chu Zheng might have remembered something.

Chu Zheng, who spoke again, looked a little unhappy: "If there's anything I can't match up with, it's this night attack!"

Despite his speculations, Chu Zheng still suppressed his temper and detailed the causes and consequences of the entire night attack, as well as the combat process. It was not until the end that he said: "We checked the number of people that time and confirmed that there were no casualties on our side.

After that, they began to count the number of people stationed in the enemy camp... There was indeed a problem at that time. How should I put it, the number of people who could be found, including prisoners, was one less than the number of people surveyed before, and there were less than a dozen people.

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"The number of people doesn't match up?" Han Zihe couldn't help but frown, "Didn't you pursue it further?"
To be continued...