CHAPTER 270: CHAPTER 229

The car stopped in front of the two, Su Qing jumped out, ran to Mo Junhua, made a funny face, and excitedly said, "Battalion commander, you don’t have to go to the farm anymore, someone from Beijing has come."

Beijing? Mo Junhua squinted and glanced at the vehicles nearby, he didn’t know anyone from Beijing, why would they come to find him?

"For me?"

Su Qing nodded then shook her head, "Some are here for you, and others are here for your wife. They are of great importance; not only have we come, but the Commander has also come, personally guiding the way." Su Qing thought of the Commander’s flattering and overly eager face and felt his admiration crumble.

"For me?" Lan Tian looked surprised, looking towards Mo Junhua. In the army, she knew very few high-ranking officials, not more than a handful: a battalion commander, including Tian Xianghua’s husband, Mo Junhua was one, Commander Qian another, and then... no more.

Suddenly a high-ranking official knowing her appeared out of nowhere, Lan Tian was also dumbfounded.

"Girl."

Lan Tian was still flipping through her memory, trying to find any significant officials she might have inadvertently overlooked, and not remembering anyone, she heard someone call "girl," sounding so much like their Old Mo.

Isn’t Old Mo in Beijing?

Lan Tian turned her head towards the source of the voice, an old man stepped down from a car not far away, wearing black cloth shoes, a tidy gray Zhongshan suit, and above all, Old Mr. Mo’s weathered face smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Grandpa, why have you come here?" Lan Tian turned around and walked back, Old Mo’s body robust, his step lively, showing no signs of his advanced age.

"When did you come back? Why are you alone? Does Granny Lin know you’re back today?"

"I haven’t been home yet; I came straight to the army from the plane." Old Mr. Mo was delighted to see Lan Tian, who looked at him speechlessly. He had the nerve to smile, roaming around at his age; wait until he gets back to see what Granny Lin has to say about him.

"Why come to the army if you’re not going home?" Could it really be that Old Mo had come for her? If there was something to talk about, couldn’t it have been discussed at home? Why come chase her down in the army? Lan Tian had a bad feeling,

"I came back specifically to find you. I went to your house and no one was there, it was the neighbours who told me your grandma and they had gone back to the old home, so I came to the army to find you, couldn’t find you at the army then I went to find San Qianzi, and he told me you were here, so I chased you all the way here." You think it’s easy for an old man? Finding someone is like navigating a labyrinth, turning here, winding there.

"Grandpa." As the conversation between grandparents and grandchild paused, Mo Junhua stepped forward, "You’re back."

"Oh, Hua Zi!" Only then did Old Mo realize something was off with the two; both were carrying bags, were they planning to go somewhere?

Previously, he had been solely focused on finding someone and hadn’t noticed these details, but now looking around, there were also two sacks on the road ahead, it didn’t seem like they were here for leisure.

"Where are you two going?" Old Mo looked around; the place seemed isolated, not seeming like any army units were stationed here.

Without any reservations, Lan Tian spoke up, "Your son-in-law has been assigned here to oversee the farm, if nothing unexpected happens, he’ll be tending to this land from now on. Look at how great this place is, it’s got mountains, water, soil, and fruit trees. If you ever want vegetables or fruits in the future, just let me know, there’s plenty all over the mountains."

Old Mr. Mo was taken aback, just a few days ago he was being called a combat hero, a national hero, and now he was sent to watch over a farm.

Old Mo was so angry he furrowed his eyebrows and glared. It felt like they were taking advantage of the Mo family’s vulnerability.

Commander Qian’s eye twitched as his gaze towards Lan Tian changed yet again. He had thought the wife of Mo Junhua was merely sharp-tongued, but it appeared he had underestimated the situation—as she blatantly betrayed him right in front of him.

"Xiao Lan."

Commander Qian had yet to figure out how to explain when excited male voice came from behind.

Commander Qian was dumbstruck. Xiao Lan? Who is he calling? Doesn’t seem like anyone here goes by Xiao Lan?

Mr. Mo glanced over, a hint of confusion flickering in his eyes; the Ji Family’s boy was calling... his gaze shifted towards the young girl beside him.

Lan Tian was taken aback. The only person in this world who called him "Xiao Lan" was someone who had died during a Heavenly Tribulation.

In his past life, he was undergoing a tribulation at Wuhua Mountain, facing the Six-nine Thunder Tribulation. After the last two purple thunders, Lan Tian could no longer withstand it, and the Heart Demon Tribulation also intervened, leading to his failure.

Wuhua Mountain had been riddled with holes from the fierce lightning, the Array shattered into dust. Without the Array’s protection, the mountainside collapsed, and in his final moments, Lan Tian saw him rushing forward to shield him...

Lan Tian had always thought that he was abandoned by the world, so he never expected someone to sacrifice their life to protect him one day.

Tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, blurring his vision. His body uncontrollably trembled as he watched the man from afar, dressed in white, slowly approaching through the crowd, traversing space and time towards him.

He thought he was gone...

Lan Tian was afraid that the man was just a dream, and that he would disappear once the dream ended. He lifted his foot, wanting to move forward, but then hesitated, afraid to shatter this beautiful dream. He preferred to stand still, watching the man draw closer and closer.

Mo Junhua looked at the face approaching him, his mind exploded like thunder, leaving blankness. The once blurry face in his dreams suddenly became clear, flashes of moments together passed by before his eyes. The man looked at Lan Tian with doting eyes, sweetly saying, "Xiao Lan, this tastes good, try it. The flavor is nice, I think you’ll like it."

Mo Junhua shuddered, it was him, the man from his dreams, he was back. How did he come back? Wasn’t he supposed to be born decades later?

Mr. Mo and Commander Qian were shocked by Lan Tian’s loss of control, wondering what was wrong with the lass (Mo Junhua’s wife). This was very unusual.

"Lass, don’t scare me." Mr. Mo would rather have died than bring the Ji Family’s Crown Prince here, had he known it would be like this.

"Ji Feng." The name murmured softly from Lan Tian’s lips, so quietly that those nearby didn’t hear.

"It’s me." The approaching man heard Lan Tian’s words, a smile spreading across his face from his eyes, radiant as stars, "Xiao Lan, I am back."

Lan Tian took a step forward, walking slowly, each step seeming to drain all her strength. After a few steps, her pace quickened significantly, and she started running towards the man in white.

Mr. Mo and Commander Qian were stunned. What was this situation? The two seemed to know each other, not just know, but were actually very familiar.

A gust of wind blew by, and everyone watched as the Ji Family’s Crown Prince flew out, hitting the ground with a "bang," and raising a cloud of dust.

Chills ran down the spines of Mr. Mo and Commander Qian, a cold fear rushing to their heads. What madness had possessed Mo Junhua?