Chapter 982 My Dad Is the Top General in the Army

Zhou Yao didn't know about Ye Ziyi's conspiracy until now. Ye Ziyi was a madman. He played games with his own life and wanted him to suffer.

Ye Ziyi didn't lose, he lost.

He lost her, he was a total loser.

At this time, Xiao Zhi ran out, "Major General, don't be like this. Ye Ziyi is dead, and my sister-in-law is dead too... Just let my sister-in-law go in peace. The young master needs you. Major General, you have to cheer up."

"No, she's not dead. She won't leave me. We both have sons, and she can't bear to let go..." Zhou Yao lowered his eyes and punched the ground one after another until his fists were broken into flesh and blood. Vague.

"Major General!" The female military doctor hurried over. She handed over the baby in her arms in panic, "Major General, look, the young master's skin is starting to turn blue, as if he is having trouble breathing."

"What?" Xiaozhi rushed over, "What's going on?"

"The young master is too young. He is only eight and a half months old. He should have been placed in an incubator since he was born. The facilities here are not enough. The young master may...not be able to hold on."

Xiao Zhi's eyes widened in shock, and he immediately looked at Zhou Yao, "Major General, what should we do, young master...major general!"

Before Xiao Zhi finished speaking, Zhou Yao's tall body fell down with a "boom".

Zhou Yao fainted.

Without the backbone, the situation was completely out of control. The Red Flame soldiers hurriedly helped Zhou Yao up, while Xiaozhi and the female military doctor held the baby and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, there was a roar in my ears. I looked up and saw that a white airplane had slowly landed on the lawn in front. The door of the airplane opened, and a figure as smooth as jade appeared in front of everyone.

The man was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a black coat. He was walking over here with a medical kit in his hand. The man's wrists were wrapped in clean shirt sleeves, and there was a silver button on the sleeve. Shining, his hands are fair and beautiful, making people think of the hands skillfully turning on the operating table. His hand-customized black leather shoes create a strong contrast on the stained and blood-stained ground here, which makes people feel sad. Look up.

Xiaozhi's eyes lit up, as if he had met a savior, "Doctor Zhou? Doctor Zhou is here! Great, the young master is saved."

…

Four years later.

In an Ou family villa, Zhou's mother ran upstairs. She raised her hand and knocked on the door of a room. She shouted lovingly, "Si Leng, Sileng, it's time to get up. Today is your first day." Don’t be late for kindergarten.”

A childish milking sound soon came from inside, "Grandma, I'm already up..."

The door was opened, and a little boy appeared. He raised his little head and looked at Zhou's mother. He greeted her gentlemanly and politely, "Grandma, good morning."

Zhou's mother lowered her eyes and looked at Zhou Sileng beside her legs. Four years ago, when she first saw him, she knew that he was Zhou Yao's biological child because he looked exactly like Zhou Yao when he was a child.

Zhou Sileng had already dressed himself. His bright yellow T-shirt and dark jeans made his little face look milky white. His facial features were young but delicate, just like Zhou Yao, but his pair of fluttering The big eyes were really inherited from his mother, they were clear and translucent, and the color of glass was amber.

Mother Zhou looked at the two little socks on Zhou Sileng's snow-white feet and put them on backwards again. She lovingly held Zhou Sileng in her arms and put them on the big bed, "Sileng, you are wearing your socks inside out again today." Oh, how many times has grandma told me that from now on you sleep with grandma and grandma will help you get dressed."

Zhou Sileng swayed his legs and thought for a moment, "It's better not to leave. Grandpa will be lonely. It's fine for me to live alone."

Zhou's mother almost laughed out loud when she heard what he said. She didn't know where he learned it from. She nodded his head and said, "Okay, let's go down and have breakfast."

Mother Zhou led Zhou Sileng's little hand down the stairs. Zhou Sileng climbed onto the high dining chair very flexibly, then spread out the napkin and stuffed it into his collar.

The cook served a cup of hot milk, and Zhou Sileng greeted her warmly, "Aunt Ni, good morning."

Aunt Ni, like Mother Zhou, loved this young master very much. She replied enthusiastically, "Good morning, young master."

Zhou Sileng held the milk cup, rolled his big amber eyes, and then looked at Zhou's mother very aggrievedly, "Grandma, I drank a glass of milk yesterday morning and my stomach hurts."

Mother Zhou gave him a loving look, "A child who lies is not a good child."

Zhou Sileng lowered his beautiful eyelids in disappointment. He took a sip of milk and pursed his pink lips.

Mother Zhou hated to see him like this, so she quickly surrendered, "Okay, okay, Sileng, if you don't like milk, then you won't drink it today, but you must eat one egg, two slices of bread, and three bites of steak..."

"There are also fruits." Zhou Sileng quickly smiled.

"You kid, why don't you like to drink milk? Milk is highly nutritious and is for you to grow taller."

"I'm already very tall, and other little friends are much shorter than me."

"That's right, your dad is taller than you!" Zhou's mother was very proud. She hesitated for a moment, "If your dad knew that you are picky about food and don't drink milk, he would definitely beat you."

Zhou Sileng didn't have a good impression of his father. He twisted his nose and complained, "My father is a tyrant!"

Mother Zhou smiled.

…

After breakfast, Zhou's mother sent Zhou Sileng to the kindergarten. Zhou's mother knelt down to tidy up his clothes and told him, "Si Leng, you must obey the teacher. Grandma will pick you up after school."

"Yes!" Zhou Sireng saluted Zhou's mother in a formal manner, then turned around and was led into the classroom by the kindergarten teacher.

Zhou's mother stood there and watched Zhou Sireng's back. Her eyes were filled with tears. Time passed so quickly. Her grandson was four years old and went to kindergarten.

The kindergarten teacher brought Zhou Sireng into the classroom, "Classmates, this is our new classmate, Zhou Sireng, now please let him introduce himself to us."

The little friends had never seen such a delicate and handsome little boy, especially his eyes were so dazzling and special, everyone applauded, "Okay... Welcome, welcome..."

Zhou Sireng was not afraid of strangers at all. He stood straight in front of the podium and introduced himself in an orderly manner, "Hello everyone, my name is Zhou Sireng, I am four years old this year, please give me more advice."

The little friends below were very dissatisfied, "Zhou Sireng, your self-introduction is so short, can't you introduce it in more detail?"

"What do you want to know?"

"Zhou Sireng, what does your father do?"

The tall and straight figure appeared in Zhou Sireng's mind, and he said, "My father is a soldier, the chief of staff of Samsung and Yisui, and the first general of the army."