Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

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Zhang family.

Wang Chunlian held Zhang Xi, who was almost two years old, in her arms and kept muttering to herself:

"Xiao Xixi, you can't be like your heartless father, right?"

"Your heartless father, his uncle wanted to bring him here to celebrate the New Year, but the brat didn't know what was good for him and insisted on focusing on his work——"

"Xiao Xixi, don't be like your father when you grow up."

Little Xixi, who was almost two years old, was fiddling with a rattle. After hearing what his grandmother said, he said seriously:
"Mom said Dad is the biggest..."

Little Xixi forgot the lyrics and was so anxious that she didn't even play with the rattle and kept scratching her head and thinking.

Seeing the same movements as her son's when he was little, Wang Chunlian couldn't help but think of her own son. She teased Xiao Xixi with annoyance: "Is he a bad guy?"

Xiao Xixi said seriously: "No, no, no, Dad is not a bad guy."

"That's a big...what?"

Xiao Xixi thought about it very seriously, but just couldn't remember it. Wang Chunlian then started to talk:
"Britain……"

"Hero! Yes, Dad is a great hero!"

Little Xixi remembered and corrected her grandmother with a serious look on her face: "Dad is a great hero. I want to learn from him."

Wang Chunlian showed a gentle smile on her face, holding the cute little guy in her arms, and said softly:
"Yes, your father is a great hero, and our little Xixi will also be a great hero when he grows up, but you can't be like your father. You must remember to spend more time with your parents, understand?"

"Yeah." The little guy nodded seriously.

The way the little guy nodded seriously melted Wang Chunlian's heart, and she gave him a MUA kiss on his cute face.

At this time, Zeng Moyi came out after changing her clothes and said, "Mom, you take a rest. I'll take care of Xixi."

Wang Chunlian shook her head: "It's okay, you've been working all day, don't let the little guy..."

But before she could finish her words, little Xixi in her arms opened her arms: "Mommy, mommy, hug me."

Wang Chunlian laughed: "You little brat, you are as heartless as your father."

Zeng Moyi took Xiao Xixi and said with a smile, "Mom, do you know what Xixi told me last night? He said he doesn't like grandma anymore and that grandma always says bad things about dad."

Wang Chunlian pretended to be annoyed and glared at the little guy, who quickly hid his head in his mother's arms, saying:
"Grandma, I am not wrong. I don't admit my mistake."

Both the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law were amused by the little guy. Wang Chunlian deliberately tried to please the little guy and said, "Grandma, please stop talking about your dad, okay?"

The little guy poked his head out: "Really? Then I still like grandma."

"Little guy, you are as smart as your father." Wang Chunlian smiled.

After the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talked for a while, she asked Zeng Moyi to carry the little guy into the house. After her daughter-in-law brought the little guy into the house, she sighed and thought:

Zhang Anping, you are such a heartless person. You ran away abroad before you even grew up. Now that you have finally come back, you just don’t stay home.

She knew that during this period, it was reasonable for the son of a soldier to focus on state affairs, but she was a woman and did not understand military and national affairs. She just wanted the whole family to get together for a few days every few years, but... why was it so difficult?
[Stinky boy, if you dare to stay away from home like last time when you come back this time, I...I will let Xiao Xixi ignore you forever! ]

As she said this in her heart, the image of her son's silly look as he held his grandson emerged in her mind, and she couldn't help but let out a gentle smile.

Maybe she was thinking too deeply that even her vision was affected. Looking at her son in front of her, Wang Chunlian couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"As we get older, we tend to have hallucinations."

Zhang Anping, who had sneaked into the house, heard his mother mumbling to herself and said cautiously:

"mom."

"Eh? You can still make a sound?"

Wang Chunlian had a weird expression on her face and turned around, but the next second, she, who had just claimed to be "old", strode to Zhang Anping and grabbed his ear without hesitation. As Zhang Anping said "It hurts, it hurts", the old mother said:

"Hey, isn't this Commander Zhang? Are you here to inspect my home? Do you want me to prepare a big table of delicious food for you?"

Zhang Anping thought:
Well, I’m still worried about what happened in Shanghai!
Wang Chunlian, who had been strong for half her life, was extremely cautious when she worked as a "nanny" in Shanghai, fearing that her son would "drive her away". Later, when she was able to leave Shanghai with her daughter-in-law and her beloved grandson, she was reluctant to leave her son and forgot to vent her anger.

Two years passed in a flash. The conscienceless only son had countless radio stations, but he could not send a telegram to his family in a year. If they wanted to know about the bad boy, they had to ask Dai Chunfeng - they had been at loggerheads with Dai Chunfeng for most of their lives, but they had to bow their heads again and again because of this bad boy.

In addition, the heartless only son could have come back during the Chinese New Year, but he insisted on working. Faced with his son who sneaked in, the old mother's "new and old grudges" broke out all at once.

Last time the brat went abroad for several years, she was so happy when he came back that she forgot to teach him a lesson. This time she couldn't...

So there was a scene where Wang Chunlian hardened her heart, grabbed her son's ears and made sarcastic remarks.

"It hurts, it hurts," Zhang Anping cried out in pain like he did when he was a child. Feeling his mother's fingers involuntarily relax, he deliberately acted cautiously:

"Mom, are you calmed down?"

"You little rascal," Wang Chunlian felt so soft-hearted at her son's cautious look. Perhaps she remembered how cautious her son was in Shanghai. She couldn't help but let go of his hand. She wanted to continue to teach him a lesson, but she couldn't help but hold her son's cheeks with both hands.
"You've become so thin."

Zhang Anping smiled foolishly: "Mom, I want to eat dry rice noodles, rice cakes, and meat dumplings..."

Wang Chunlian felt sad: "I'll do it for you."

Although she said she would do it, she was reluctant to take her hands off her son's face until she heard the clear voice of a child:

"The bad guy is my grandma!"

Zeng Moyi was holding little Xixi and standing not far away. When she heard her son calling a bad guy, she forced herself to close her shining eyes, gently pinched the little guy's face, and said softly:
"This is not a bad guy, this is Dad."

"dad?"

The little guy looked at Zhang Anping in confusion. He knew he had a father, and he often secretly flipped through the only portrait of Zhang Anping in the family. That portrait was painted by an artist after Zhang Guanfu forced himself to hold back his tears after the tragic news of Zhang Anping came. It was also the only "photo" of their son in the family, but it did not look like the real Zhang Anping at all.

Faced with a "daddy" who didn't look like the portrait at all, the little guy racked his brains but couldn't figure out why his dad didn't look like him.

Wang Chunlian felt a little sad. She let go of her hands that were holding her son's cheeks and couldn't help but pull his ears:

"Since you've been away from home, look, Xixi can't recognize you!" "Xixi, this is your daddy - let daddy hold you."

She shouted to the little guy, expecting him to break free from his mother's arms like he was welcoming his grandfather, and run towards her son with his little legs and arms outstretched.

The little fellow hid his head in his mother's arms and muttered:

"Not Daddy, not Daddy."

Faced with such a cute little guy, Zhang Anping's iron heart seemed to melt. He walked closer quickly and met Zeng Moyi, who involuntarily moved forward, in the middle. After gently stroking his wife's cheek, he carefully tried to hug the little guy who was secretly looking at him out of the corner of his eye in his wife's arms.

The little guy was "betrayed" by his mother. Feeling that his mother was holding him up and handing him over to the "bad guy", the little guy's legs were shaking, trying to hold on to his mother. But when Zhang Anping carefully caught him with both hands, the little guy let go of his mother's clothes, looked at the "bad guy" holding him with bright and clear eyes, and said carefully:
"dad?"

The questioning tone made Zhang Anping's heart melt. He kissed the little guy with a mua and said with mixed emotions:

"It's Daddy, it's Daddy."

He held the little guy clumsily, as if he was holding the whole world.

Zeng Moyi watched this scene with a smile, her eyes glowing.

Wang Chunlian left quietly and went to prepare dinner for her son.

……

The dinner was sumptuous.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law did not let the servants interfere, and personally cooked to prepare a dinner that was even more sumptuous than the New Year's Eve dinner. While the three pillars of the family were preparing dinner, they sat in the living room, enjoying the rare moment of family reunion.

Zhang Guanfu is a rather old-fashioned person and is not good at expressing his feelings. When the father and son sit together, they usually have awkward question-and-answer conversations. But now, because of a "troublemaking" little guy, the atmosphere between the father and son has become "weird".

After confirming that this was his father, Xiao Xixi was reluctant to get down from his father's arms. But when his grandfather came, he couldn't bear to ignore him, so he ran to his father's arms and then to his grandfather's arms. Zhang Guanfu, who was rather old-fashioned, was often MUA-ed by Xiao Xixi. Seeing the little guy drooling and asking for MUA-ed his father, Zhang Guanfu pretended to be stern, but was "taught a lesson" by the little guy by pulling his beard:
"Grandpa, Dad is here, I'm not angry."

Zhang Guanfu's heart was about to melt, so how could he keep a stern face? He even spoke softly to Zhang Anping.

The father and son were talking about the current situation, but with Xiao Xixi's disruption, he couldn't keep a straight face, so he changed the subject and asked:

"How long can you stay this time?"

"I don't know, but I don't think he'll stay long."

Zhang Guanfu paused and said, "Someone in the bureau doesn't like you."

"Just block their way - don't worry, they won't do anything bad."

Zhang Guanfu wanted to teach his son his own way of dealing with things, but looking at the little guy making trouble in his arms, he thought about it and gave up, and just said:
"From what the director said, he wants you to stay in the bureau for a longer time. The bureau is different from the outside world. You need to change your way of doing things outside. Also, don't be like last time. Nowadays, you should do what you can and don't fight with others."

"I'll listen to you." Zhang Anping acted like a good student, and in a flash, little Xixi slipped into his arms again. He doted on the little girl and "bullied" her. Seeing this, Zhang Guanfu stopped talking and just thought to himself:

You little rascal, you just came to Chongqing and you started causing trouble for the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. It would be strange if you could be honest!

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law began to serve the dishes one after another, and the father and son also ended their relatively harmonious conversation. The family sat around the table, enjoying the first dinner with all five members of the family present, with the little one constantly acting coquettishly and making trouble.

……

"Xixi fell asleep?"

"Ah."

"The little guy is really well behaved, much better than when I was a child. My mother often said that when I was a child, I always made a fuss and asked to hear stories before going to bed."

Zeng Moyi smiled and said, "Xixi was not so well behaved when sleeping before. He had to make a lot of noise before falling asleep. He just wanted you to see that he was very well behaved."

Zhang Anping chuckled. The little guy was really cunning.

Zeng Moyi also smiled, but as she smiled, she gently stroked Zhang Anping's cheek and said softly, "You... have worked hard."

She knew that these days were probably very difficult for her husband.

"It's not hard work, it's just heartbreaking!" Zhang Anping sighed as he opened his heart to his wife.

"We are of the same roots, why are we so eager to hurt each other?"

Zeng Moyi fell silent after hearing this.

Yes, we are of the same root, why are we so eager to fight each other?

She turned to the bed, leaned on Zhang Anping's arms, and said softly:
"It will be fine."

She caressed her husband's chest lovingly, but accidentally felt something strange. Zeng Moyi's expression changed, and she unbuttoned Zhang Anping's pajamas with trembling hands. Looking at the gauze tightly attached to his heart, her eyes turned red, and she asked with trembling:
"Does it hurt?"

Zhang Anping smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt - don't worry, it's not a serious injury, don't say anything."

"I'll change your medicine."

"Ah."

Zeng Moyi got out of bed, came over with the medicine box, gently tore off the tight tape, and looked at the wound that was almost to her heart, her heart twitching constantly.

After disinfection and bandaging, she hugged her husband tightly and whispered:

"Go to sleep."

Zhang Anping was surprised:

"You've got to be kidding me! How could you doubt me?"

Zeng Moyi was stunned for a moment before she reacted. Her pretty face turned red and she pinched Zhang Anping shyly:

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

"You'll know right away if it's nonsense..."

That night, the spring breeze was like a gentle rain, the earth was shaking, the steel was melting, the battle was fought again and again, and the fighting never stopped.

In the end, Zhang Anping won a great victory. (End of this chapter)