After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 620: Chapter 449: Conclusion, Celebration, Brother Yang Arrives_3

Squad Leader Hao’s eyes went straight with disbelief.

"Damn, the One Hundred Meters Ladder Attack Drill record? Broken twice?"

Ye Jiahong cursed under his breath.

"F*cking hell! They don’t give us any chance to show our faces! If that record were ours, I’d have a louder voice boasting about it to comrades from other places!"

Cao Yi curled his lip: "All you think about is showing off."

As he spoke and saw that they had entered the communication range of the Second Squadron, he picked up the two-way radio and said:

"Guard post, guard post, we’re back. Is the meal ready?"

The two-way radio crackled to life soon after, and Shen Hao’s voice came through:

"Reporting, it’s ready."

Everyone found this response a bit strange.

Shen Hao had been around for five years; when did he ever sound so formal, even "reporting"?

Something was off.

It was Fang Huai who reacted quickly, saying:

"I guess Old Zhang is here too, standing right next to him."

Instantly, a wave of "damn it" filled the vehicle.

"It’s over, I left my phone under the visor when I went out."

Ye Jiahong also let out a yelp: "F*ck! My dress uniform is still on the bed! Fang Huai! It’s all your damn fault! Before you arrived, Captain Zhang wouldn’t come more than twice a year. The moment you show up, it’s like the enemy raiding the village every day! Cover for me later, hear me? I don’t want to be transferred!"

Fang Huai chuckled and swiftly countered in Chongqing dialect:

"With these reactionary comments you’re making, if I relay them to the leadership, you still want to be transferred? They’d drag you to the flagpole and execute you on the spot."

Ye Jiahong immediately softened: "Brother, I’ll call you big brother, okay? Give Captain Zhang a heads up next time! Let me kneel to welcome him at the squadron door!"

Fang Huai then straightened up and said seriously: "From now on, you’d best tidy up the internal affairs daily. It won’t be long before the leadership start coming over regularly for inspections."

At this, Cao Yi turned around in astonishment.

"It’s starting already?"

Everyone looked at Fang Huai, somewhat puzzled.

Fang Huai scratched his head and said: "The leadership’s attitude isn’t clear, let’s test the waters first. I’ll arrange some things before I go to the Military Academy, don’t waste time."

Cao Yi’s eyes widened as he looked ahead.

"Man, you work too fast."

Ye Jiahong looked puzzled: "What encrypted language are you two speaking in? Did you kick me out of the committee?"

Hao Chengbin, however, seemed to understand and turning his head, asked: "Are you talking about that combined logistics support?"

Fang Huai nodded with a smile: "That’s right, the big emergency. Old Ye, how do you use those ears of yours? When it’s serious business, it goes in one ear and out the other, but when it’s time to brag, you remember down to the tenth decimal place."

That day when they discussed the big emergency, Ye, He, Hao, and Cao were all present.

With that explanation, Ye Jiahong suddenly got it and said with a speechless expression:

"Damn, when we brag, it’s just that—bragging. Who knew you were actually planning to deliver on it?!"

...

"Regimental commander, good to see you!"

"Regimental commander, good to see you!"

One by one, the members of the Squadron got off the vehicle, stood at attention, and loudly greeted Detachment Captain Zhang, who was on duty at the squadron’s entrance, and then hurried upstairs to tidy up their own messy spaces.

Only Fang Huai, carrying two camouflage bags, approached Old Zhang and asked curiously as he saw him staring outside:

"Regimental commander, I’m back. What are you still standing at the door for?"

Zhang Zhongting didn’t even look at him.

"If you’re back, go take a shower. I’m not waiting for you; you’re not that important."

Fang Huai was taken aback: "Who’s coming?"

"They’ll be here soon." Zhang Zhongting finally turned his head, gave him a once-over, and said: "I advise you to take a shower."

Before he finished speaking, a taxi stopped at the door.

Fang Huai made out the person in the rear row and his lips twitched:

"You brought my mom here? If mom’s coming, why should I..."

Before he could finish, Fang Huai recognized the person sitting beside his mother.

Then, subconsciously, he touched his greasy hair that had been under the helmet for hours.

"Sh*t...I’m going to take a shower!"

...

"Fang Huai, your fairy has arrived!"

"I know!"

"Right in the squad room!"

"Mhm!"

Just out of the shower, Fang Huai stood in front of the bathhouse mirror. He touched his slightly stubbled chin, thought for a moment, then rummaged through the nearby cabinet that held bathing supplies. He found Chen Zhenghai’s bottle of overbearingly fragrant cologne-scented body wash, squeezed some onto his hand, rubbed his hands together, rinsed them under the hot water, and then dabbed some of the slightly scented water onto his neck.

Ah, consider it perfume.

Confidence descended upon me.

Lu Xun put it well: "As a soldier, devote your youth to the State, your bride to another’s house."

He sure didn’t fancy being a minotaur. Before getting married, image management was quite important.

Entering the squad room, a fragrant breeze hit him. The world went dark in front of his eyes.

"Guess! Who am I?"

Fang Huai didn’t resist, only feeling the hand covering his eyes a bit cool and cold, he said,

"Guiyang’s cold, I’ll turn on the air conditioner for you."

The world brightened before his eyes but a feeling of substance came from behind. The hand that had covered his eyes moved to rest on his well-defined abs, and a soft, weak voice came from behind.

"Turtle... I missed you."

Fang Huai regretted that when he had dabbed on the fragrance on his neck, he hadn’t applied any to the back of his neck too. He wondered whether she could smell it or not.

Turning around and seeing Yang Shaoqing’s lotus-colored face, he couldn’t help but give her a peck on the cheek.

"I owe you one more. When I’m done with this busy period, I’ll take some leave to be with you."

With that, he wrapped his arms around her and entered the study, turned on the air conditioning, and headed to the water dispenser to get her some warm water.

Yang Shaoqing didn’t sit down, feeling Fang Huai was a bit lukewarm towards her. She tugged at the hem of her white sweater somewhat self-consciously.

"Do you not like this outfit?... I brought a skirt, but it’s really cold here, and wearing a skirt would be weird..."

Fang Huai finally looked straight at Yang Shaoqing, even her sweater could not hide her attractive figure. Long legs encased in dark blue jeans and light-colored boots, tightly wrapped, almost causing him to belch out his swallowed drool.

"You look good, female bodhisattva. If you ask me again, this old monk might just break his precepts."

Yang Shaoqing, catching the urgency in Fang Huai’s eyes, finally wore a smile, a touch of playfulness in her eyes, and teased,

"You speak of ’everything is emptiness’ yet close your eyes tightly. If you’d open your eyes and look at me, I don’t believe you’d find emptiness there."

The kid trained in vocal music could sing on cue, nearly indistinguishable from the original tune.

Finally overwhelmed, Fang Huai no longer cared if there was anyone in the hallway. With a bang, he closed the door of the study room, locked it, and viciously pulled Yang Shaoqing into his embrace. With a firm grasp, they looked at each other for two seconds before he kissed her soft, puckered lips.

"Mhm..."

Yang Shaoqing let out a light moan, her long lashes grew heavy, and she closed her eyes completely...

...

With Yang Shaoqing’s hand in his, Fang Huai could only think about heading out to rent a room.

Yang Shaoqing’s fair face was tinted with blush. Unlike Fang Huai, the inexperienced girl was already satisfied with just a French kiss, oblivious to how much she was tormenting the man beside her.

However, it seemed Yang Shaoqing had learned to cool things down professionally, as she suddenly said in a fluster,

"Ah! Auntie is still downstairs!"

Fang Huai raised a hand to his forehead, "No problem, my uncle is there. How come you both came together?"

"Oh..." Yang Shaoqing pouted cutely.

"Uncle Zhang said you won the championship, first in the nation, and that we should come, to celebrate properly for you. Uncle Fang booked almost simultaneous flights for me and auntie. She arrived first and waited for me a bit at the airport."

Fang Huai couldn’t help but laugh, "Celebrate what? Just a meal. I actually had things to discuss with the leadership this afternoon."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Shaoqing, then said,

"But since you’re here, I’ll be with you first. As for the leadership, we can talk another day."

Discussing with the leadership was definitely necessary, but gestures of intent were still important.

"Mm~" Yang Shaoqing nodded obediently,

"You do your talking, and I’ll wait for you. I just think Uncle Zhang was right, this is important for you, and we should celebrate it. From now on, every important moment of your life, I want to be there."

Old Deng had quite a sense of ceremony.

Fang Huai enjoyed the warmth of being valued, feeling fulfilled.

The uncle, saved.

The parents, were also present.

The Yang Shaoqing of his past life who he dared not face, now filled his heart completely.

If only they could rent a room, it would be perfect.

Men remain lechers till the end.

"Ahem... Last time you said after meeting your parents we could... If we video call your parents on QQ... does that count?"

Brother Yang’s tender gaze suddenly shifted. freewebnoveℓ.com

Her eyebrows furrowed deeply.

"Fang Huai!!"