This man with thick brows and square face, who looked pretty average and would probably not pull any attention to himself standing on the street, was Ge Junjian’s closest rade, Dong Weiguo.
This group of rades of Ge Junjian were not just from Zhe Province but all across the country—because Ge Junjian had gotten to know them when he was younger.
Ge Junjian was a charming lad himself when he was young. He had studied in the military school too, enrolling there since senior high school. Upon graduating senior high and university, Ge Junjian officially enlisted in the military. It was after his fallout with Ai Guoxun that he got to know these fellow soldiers.
When he first knew them, he was still doing his practical with the troops. Later on, Dong Weiguo and the other colleagues eventually became Ge Junjian’s friends.
It was just that Ge Junjian was transferred back to Zhe Province for duty and he lost contact with these men for some time. When munication technology thrived and cellphones entered the market, it was not a surprise that Ge Junjian and his colleagues could afford the gadgets because while they were busy, they were remunerated highly in the military.
After owning cellphones, Ge Junjian kept in touch with his old pals. As for the dinner today, it was because this group of military men would not be able to make it to Ge Junjian’s wedding day as a result of military duties.
Hence, Ge Junjian asked all of them here to celebrate it with them in advance while they were free today. It was a token of their radeship.
“You dummy! Of course she’s our sister-in-law!” A man on the side thwacked Dong Weiguo’s head with a chuckle.
He then turned to Qin Yirou and greeted with a grin, “Hi, sis-in-law! I’m Brother Ge’s younger bro. Brother Ge took good care of me back when we were stationed in Shen City! Just call me Xiao Luo!”
Shen City was where Ge Junjian’s troop was stationed during his practical. It was also in Shen City that Ge Junjian knew these friends of his.
“Hello! Hello!” Not knowing how to greet them, Qin Yirou smiled and waved.
This man who asked Qin Yirou to call him Xiao Luo was 38 years old this year but he was the youngest one out of the military men here. He was also younger than Qin Yirou and his full name was Yu Shaoluo.
The rest of the soldiers greeted Qin Yirou as well.
When Ge Junjian’s rades were done with their greeting, it was Qin Yirou’s turn.
“This is my daughter, Yun Jian, and my son, Yun Yi,” Qin Yirou introduced.
Ge Junjian’s friends knew that both him and Qin Yirou were getting married for the second time in their lives and each of them had had a family of their own. By the time Qin Yirou introduced people around her respectively, Ge Junjian’s rades trained their gazes on Yun Jian and Yun Yi.
During second marriages, some children of the parties involved opposed their parents getting married again. Basically, children were generally known to be reluctant for their birth parents to form another family with someone else after they divorced.
Therefore, Ge Junjian’s rades were looking at Yun Jian and Yun Yi in worry. After all, when their bro married Qin Yirou, he would definitely have to live with both the teenagers.
Whether or not they would live in harmony was the focus of Ge Junjian’s friends. Ge Junjian was their bro. They would only feel good if their bro felt great too.
“Young lady, how old are you?” Dong Weiguo turned to Yun Jian and probed with a question.”
“16,” Yun Jian answered briefly.
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