Song Boyu ultimately did not bring Su Tingting back to Beijing. On the one hand, Su Tingting had a rare learning opportunity, and Song Boyu didn't want to delay her because of this. On the other hand, Song Boyu also had the idea of protecting Su Tingting, not wanting her to suffer losses in emotional matters, or even be bullied by that woman with deep intentions.

  Song Baiyu and his sister returned to Beijing quietly, without causing any disturbance in Jinyang City. Song Baiyu's connections were still in Jinshan Town and hadn't had time to be transferred back to the Chengxi Police Station, so there was no need to alert anyone. After feeling the enormous pressure suddenly exerted by Song Yuqing, they couldn't wait for her to leave Jinyang City as soon as possible and naturally wouldn't hinder her departure.

  At that moment, Song Baiyu looked around the airport with a deep breath, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

  "Bo Yu, it's been two years since you've returned to Beijing, you must be homesick, right?" Song Yuan said with a smile, her eyes keenly observing Song Bo Yu's expression.

  Song Baiyu nodded upon hearing this. Having just gotten off the plane, his memories of the past twenty years in this city all came flooding back to his mind, and he felt a kind of fear about seeing his "parents".

  "Yuan Qing, Bo Yu, I've finally managed to wait for you two, I've been back for several days already." A thunder-like voice sounded in Song Bo Yu's ears, he lifted his head and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

  He was over 1.9 meters tall, half a head taller than Song Baiyu, with a strong and muscular build, like an iron tower. He had a square face, two sword-like eyebrows flying upwards, a pair of tiger eyes that were both round and large, with piercing eyes that gave people a sense of awe without being angry.

  "Brother, you've gotten darker again." Song Yuqing said with a scolding tone upon seeing the person arrive.

  The newcomer was Song Baiyu's older brother, Song Bohu, who was twelve years older than Song Baiyu. He had been studying at the Shaolin Temple until he enlisted in the army at the age of eighteen. With his fierce determination and exceptional Shaolin kung fu skills, he achieved great military accomplishments and became the most outstanding talent among the third generation of the Song family.

  Song Baiyu has three siblings, Song Bohu is the eldest, Song Baiyu is the youngest, and Song Yuqing is in between. The three siblings look very different from each other and have distinct personalities. Song Bohu inherited his father's appearance and personality, not only tall and majestic but also extremely irritable. Song Baiyu, on the other hand, inherited his mother's appearance and personality, handsome and elegant, with a slightly soft personality. Only Song Yuqing is an oddball, who doesn't resemble either parent, and has a quirky personality. When she was young, she was often bullied by her two brothers, who would tease her that she was adopted.

  "Brother, aren't you the busiest among the three of us? How can you arrive home before us?" Song Botao is currently the chief instructor of a certain unit in the Ningbei Military Region. He has tasks to complete from start to finish all year round and rarely returns home, which is why Song Baiyu asked this question.

  "In the middle of the month, I achieved a first-class merit and was given half a month's leave, so I'll take the opportunity to go back home and visit my family." Song Botao said with a hearty laugh, then patted Song Baiyu's shoulder forcefully and laughed loudly: "I heard you beat up that little brat Zhou Ran, it's really satisfying! This time when I came back, I originally wanted to find him to practice my skills, but that little brat is hiding at home every day and doesn't dare to come out."

  With a slap of his brother's palm, Song Baiyu's shoulder slightly sank, and he secretly sighed that his older brother's strength was indeed great. If it were in the past, he would have been directly knocked down.

  "That little brat actually bullied you when I wasn't home, wait till he comes out and I'll break his two legs." Song Botao was in high spirits, not giving Song Baiyu and Song Yuqing a chance to speak. He snatched the luggage from their hands and walked ahead, leading the way, talking non-stop all along the way.

  Song Baiyu and Song Yuqing followed behind, exchanging bitter smiles. The old brother was notorious in the army for being a taciturn "black-faced god", yet he was so talkative when seeing his family members, perhaps he had been stifled too much in the army.

  Feeling the protection of his elder brother, Song Baiyu had a warm feeling in his heart and unconsciously accepted this big brother he met for the first time. He was no longer so afraid of meeting his parents soon.

  Song Bohu drove a military Hummer to pick up Song Baiyu and his siblings, speeding recklessly along the way. The traffic police didn't dare to stop them when they saw the military license plate, and what normally took over two hours was completed in less than fifty minutes, arriving home in record time.

  After entering the compound, almost every three or two steps, you can see soldiers standing guard. When these people saw Song Bohu's military vehicle, they did not block it at all, and let Song Baiyu drive in.

  In front of a courtyard with vermilion gate, Song Bohu stopped the car.

  As soon as the gate of the mansion was pushed open, Song Baiyu saw a woman rush excitedly to his three siblings. Seeing this elegant and refined woman who did not lose her dignity, Song Baiyu's eyes heated up, and his feet unconsciously took a step forward.

  This woman was Song Baiyu's mother, Sun Cuifang. Sun Cuifang had a gentle and elegant appearance, with a refined temperament. She trembled as she stretched out her hand to touch Song Baiyu's face, with sparkling tears in her eyes. "You haven't lost weight, you haven't lost weight, that's good, you're finally home."

  "Mom!" Feeling the depth of his mother's emotions in front of him, Song Baiyu involuntarily shouted out "mom", it was so natural, and at the same time, his nose also felt sour.

  In memory, although Father was extremely strict with himself, Mother was extremely spoiled. No matter what requirements he had, reasonable or not, Mother would always find a way to satisfy him. Unfortunately, the family was dominated by Father's word, and Mother often couldn't make decisions on her own.

  "What's the point of crying now that you're back? Don't let outsiders see what a fuss you're making!" A stern voice rang out in everyone's ears, and a man in his fifties walked out of the house, his eyes scanning Song Baiyu before speaking expressionlessly.

  Song Baiyu heard this familiar voice and felt inexplicably angry in his heart.

  Song Baiyu knew that the speaker was his father, Song Xiaolian. From childhood to adulthood, he had suffered greatly due to his father's unreasonable behavior. However, when he looked at his father in response to the sound, he keenly noticed that his father's face was also visibly agitated. Moreover, given his usual temperament, it was unlikely that he would personally come to the courtyard to greet him. Song Baiyu's expression unconsciously eased up a bit.

  At the same time, Song Baiyu felt his older sister poking him in the back, and immediately called out: "Dad, this is a strong rice wine that we brought back especially for you from Jinyang."

  Song Xiao Lian's expression changed, his cold face warming up slightly as he took the gift box from Song Bo Yu and nodded: "I heard about what happened in Jin Yang City from Yuan Qing. You've done very well this time, buying some time for the family."

  Song Bohu and his three siblings were very reserved in front of Song Xiaolian, none of them dared to speak much, and followed behind Song Xiaolian's buttocks into the main hall.

  "Ba Yu, Yuan Qing, since you're both back, go see Grandfather first. He's been thinking of you for several days." Song Ba Yu and his sister had barely put down their luggage when Song Xiao Lian ordered them to do so.

  Sun Cuifang saw her daughter and son traveling a long distance, wanting to let Song Baiyu's siblings rest for a while before going to see the old man. However, looking at her husband's serious expression, her mouth moved slightly, but ultimately she didn't say anything.

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