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Zhao Xiaojun's fruit was given by Wu Hao, and the question he asked naturally had no answer.

Of course, in the end he asked about Zhao Xiaojun's information and got Zhao Xiaojun's contact information.

"Little Zhao, this is Yu Jianguo."

Yu Jianguo called Zhao Xiaojun.

At this time, Zhao Xiaojun, who had completed the task, was parking his car by the side of the road, enjoying the delicious fruits and eating full of juice.

"Good sir."

After Yu Jianguo's call, Zhao Xiaojun quickly wiped his mouth.

"Xiao Zhao, it's like this. When you came before, didn't you give Xiaowen an apple? I want to ask, where did you buy this apple?"

When Yu Jianguo asked this, he was a little embarrassed.

He is considered to be in a high position, instead, he wants to ask a soldier where he bought his fruit.

Alas, for the grandson, there is no way.

"Reporter, the fruit is not bought, but given by others. As for who gave it, I can't reveal it." Zhao Xiaojun said.

Yu Jianguo just wanted to ask who sent it, and he immediately realized that people whose identities can be kept secret are not ordinary people. Such people will be more troublesome when they know about it. Therefore, Yu Jianguo smiled and said: "If this is the case, That's it. But if there are apples in your place, Xiao Zhao, can you give me two? After my little grandson ate the apples you gave him, he kept arguing about eating again, and I couldn't help it."

For his little grandson and to taste the delicious apples, Yu Jianguo didn't have a shameless face and grabbed fruit from Xiaobingbing.

Zhao Xiaojun looked at the fruit in the bag. After taking out two apples from the bag, he took out an apple, a pear, and a little cherry, and said, "Okay sir, please wait a moment, I will give you send over."

"Then thank Xiao Zhao."

After speaking, Yu Jianguo hung up the phone.

Zhao Xiaojun looked at a bag of fruits, sighed, and collected the apples, pears, and cherries that he took out, which he planned to leave for his mother to taste.

Then, the started car went to Yu Jianguo.

"Xiao Zhao, thank you so much. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do."

A smile appeared on Yu Jianguo's face when he saw his grandson, Xiaowen, holding an apple and gulping.

"Children just want to eat more fruit."

Zhao Xiaojun secretly swallowed.

"Sir, there is nothing wrong, I will go back."

"Xiao Zhao, wait a minute."

With that, Yu Jianguo returned to the house, took a special offering incense, and handed it to Zhao Xiaojun.

Zhao Xiaojun quickly declined: "Sir, I can't accept it."

"It's okay, accept it. I am very optimistic about you and work hard."

Yu Jianguo patted Zhao Xiaojun on the shoulder.

"Thank you, sir." Zhao Xiaojun quickly saluted.

"Okay, let's go back. New Year's Eve, it's hard work for you to run around." Yu Jianguo said.

"Serve the people."

"Okay, go back."

After Zhao Xiaojun saluted, he returned to the car and drove away.

"Lao Yu, is such a bag of fruits worth your special offering? You know, you are usually very precious of your special offering."

Back in the house, Yu Jianguo's lover Han Qingxia looked at him curiously.

"You'll know after a try."

Yu Jianguo took out two cherries from the bag and handed one to Han Qingxia.

After eating, both of them showed surprise expressions on their faces.

"too delicious."

Han Qingxia has not eaten cherries before, but it is the first time to eat such sweet and juicy cherries.

"How about it, know why I want to give Xiao Zhao a special cigarette."

A triumphant smile appeared on Yu Jianguo's face.

"It's really worth it." Han Qingxia nodded.

Continue to take a pear and take a bite.

It is also incredibly delicious.

"If it's just an exchange, this bag of fruit is not worth my special offer." Yu Jianguo said.

"Then why are you giving it?" Han Qingxia asked strangely.

"Because this bag of fruit was given to him by someone else, and the identity of this person is kept secret and cannot be disclosed. In other words, if we still want to eat such delicious fruit, we have to rely on him."

With that said, Yu Jianguo proudly ate a cherry.

I just want to eat a few fruits, even if someone knows it, others won't say that I am.

"What if Xiao Zhao doesn't look for it?" Han Qingxia asked.

"He will definitely go."

Yu Jianguo is confident and authentic.

Because, as long as you have eaten this fruit, you will definitely want to continue eating it.

And Zhao Xiaojun will definitely eat, so he will definitely go.

"Lao Yu, is it worth it for you to think about so much for a few fruits?"

"Do you think it's worth it?"

Han Qingxia did not speak any more, just ate the pear in her hand.

After Zhao Xiaojun left Yu Jianguo's home and drove for an hour, he arrived at his home.

It was also because Zhao Xiaojun's home was not too far away from the homes of Wu Hao and Yu Jianguo, and Zhao Xiaojun took leave to go home to visit relatives, so Zhao Xiaojun brought back those new year goods by the way.

Zhao Xiaojun's father died early, and only Zhao Xiaojun and a weak mother were in the family.

When Zhao Xiaojun's mother saw Zhao Xiaojun's return, she was naturally very happy.

As a soldier, Zhao Xiaojun has been in the army all year round. He was able to come back this year before the Chinese New Year. The old mother said that he was not happy and it was absolutely false.

"Mom, I have taken family leave with the army, and I will come back this year to accompany you for the New Year." Zhao Xiaojun looked at his mother with a little guilt in his heart.

"Okay, okay, just come back." Mother Zhao nodded happily.

"Mom, I brought you very delicious apples, pears and cherries. You can taste them." After saying that, Zhao Xiaojun handed the fruits left to his mother to Mother Zhao.

"Xiaojun, you can eat too." Mother Zhao handed Zhao Xiaojun the apple and pear.

"No, I have eaten it, it's really delicious."

Zhao Xiaojun shook his head.

After Zhao's mother tasted a cherry, she was surprised and said: "This cherry is really delicious."

"Mom, eat more if it tastes good." Zhao Xiaojun looked happy.

After Zhao's mother finished eating all the cherries, she suddenly looked at Zhao Xiaojun and said with some heartache: "Xiaojun, why do you have a scar on your face?"

"Mom, this is a minor injury during training. It's already healed."

Zhao Xiaojun's scar was pulled under his left ear, less than two centimeters, and it was a long time since it was not easy to be seen.

Then, Zhao Xiaojun said in surprise: "Mom, how can you see the scar on my face?"

Mother Zhao’s eyesight is very poor and she suffers from severe presbyopia. Generally, she can’t see clearly. How could she see the scar on her face.

"I just saw it. Son, be careful when training in the future."

Mother Zhao did not notice the change in her eyesight, but cared about her son's body.

"It's okay. Mom, what do you think of me."

Zhao Xiaojun raised four fingers and shook it deliberately.

"Isn't it 4? Mom never read, but she can still read numbers." Mother Zhao said.

"Mom, you...your eyes are better." Zhao Xiaojun said in surprise.