1990s: Spring Water Family

Chapter 123 Shooting a Bullseye, A Loyal Little Fan

"Oh, I didn't mean to."

Wu Meng's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, and she became even more nervous, unable to speak coherently.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, just do as I say."

Fu Zheng smiled good-naturedly, his tone unusually gentle, as if possessing a magical power that could convince people completely.

He adjusted the gun, aimed it at the target, grasped Wu Meng's hand, and together they pulled the trigger.

"boom."

The moment the bullet was fired, Wu Meng's heart was completely captivated, and she became his loyal little fan.

"It hit me."

The soldier exclaimed excitedly, his admiration undisguised: "Brother Zheng is amazing! He can hit the target without even aiming!"

"I guessed."

Fu Zheng smiled modestly, not taking the compliment to heart.

"I wish I could guess that accurately too."

Wu Meng's tense and uneasy heart miraculously calmed down at this moment, and her eyes lit up with little stars of worship.

"Will I be able to ejaculate next?"

Fu Zheng pressed his finger against the muzzle of the gun to prevent her from moving again.

"It should be okay, right?"

Wu Meng's cheeks burned when she saw his actions.

What are your hobbies?

Fu Zheng spoke to her patiently, deliberately easing her embarrassment: "Do you like sports?"

"I don't really like it."

Wu Meng lowered her eyes in shame: "At home, the thing I do most is help my mother embroider and sew clothes."

"No wonder your hands are so small and nimble."

Fu Zheng smiled and praised, "So you learned it from embroidery."

Brother Zheng really knows how to talk!

Even if she can't do anything but hold a needle and thread, he can still praise her to the skies.

If you asked a roughneck like me, I could make a young girl cry with just one word.

The soldier listened from the side and gave a thumbs up with great admiration.

"I only know how to embroider a few flowers."

Wu Meng lowered her eyelids in shame.

"Embroidery is not easy either; most people can't do it."

Fu Zheng laughed and said, "At least you need good eyesight to thread a needle. People who can embroider are bound to have good shooting accuracy. They can thread the needle through the eyelet and aim at the target. Then, they need to pull the trigger with a little force. Don't think about anything else. Just think of the rifle as the needle in your hand, using it to thread the needle through the fabric and outline the blueprint."

"Brother Zheng, isn't your analogy a bit far-fetched?"

Seeing that she was chatting so enthusiastically with the beautiful woman, Yang Yong couldn't resist joining in.

"What's so far-fetched about it?"

Fu Zheng glared at him with displeasure: "A rifle and a sewing needle are both weapons for people in different professions, just with different uses."

"Hey."

Yang Yong choked: "I only realized today that your talent for sophistry is no less than that of flying a plane. In our military region, you are absolutely second to none."

"What's so great about my eloquence? At best, it's just sophistry."

Fu Zheng glanced at his younger brother, who was still lying on the ground, peering over his shoulder, and said with a slight upturn of his lips, "You haven't seen how Xiao Bin silenced his opponents in the debate. That was truly outstanding. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was a master of wit and eloquence."

"I can tell, you're a brother complex guy."

Yang Yong chuckled and teased him with a smile, "You can't stop talking about your brother. He's better than anything else, no one can compare."

"You're right about that."

Fu Zheng, overflowing with affection for his younger brother, pretended not to notice his teasing and nodded seriously: "Xiao Bin is the treasure of our whole family. The entire Fu family dotes on him. As his older brother, I feel deeply honored to have such a smart, intelligent, and outstanding provincial champion younger brother who brings honor to our ancestors."

"You're good enough, I admire you."

Yang Yong was speechless and completely defeated.

The Fu family values ​​Gu Bin so much!

The whole family dotes on him?
Given how much his grandparents value him, would they accept an ordinary granddaughter-in-law?

Would they really look up to her just because her father was a martyr?
Lin Xiyu finished firing three shots and overheard Fu Zheng and Li Yong's conversation.

Hearing how much the Fu family valued Gu Bin, a sudden wave of panic inexplicably washed over him.

"Brother with a brother complex, can I shoot now?"

Yang Yong didn't notice her unusual behavior and continued to tease Fu Zheng.

Are you still nervous?

Fu Zheng ignored him and looked down at Wu Meng.

"I'm not nervous anymore."

Wu Meng found it interesting, and her tense nerves unconsciously relaxed.

"Then let's get started."

Fu Zheng patted her head to encourage her: "Aim at the target, pull the trigger hard, show them your needle-threading skills, and let them see what a real sharpshooter is."

"Uh-huh."

Wu Meng's confidence soared, as if she had become a different person, her eyes shining brightly.

"Bang bang."

Two shots rang out in quick succession, followed by a brief silence at the shooting range, before the scene took an abrupt turn.

"Ten rings!"

"Wow, this works?"

"Am I dazzled?"

"Isn't that amazing?"

"What magic did Brother Zheng use?"

"Did they replace her core?"

"I strongly suspect that he fired the shot himself, and his soul left his body and entered Wu Meng's body."

-

The shooting range erupted in commotion. Even Li Yong rubbed his eyes in disbelief, as if he were hallucinating.

The soldier responsible for checking the scores ran over from the other side, beaming with joy, holding up the target paper.

"Hey, it really is a ten-ring."

Yang Yong had to admit that Wu Meng did indeed have some shooting talent; he had been narrow-minded and underestimated her before.

Lin Xiyu and the others gathered around Wu Meng, genuinely happy for her.

The firing range was filled with jubilation, except for one person.

Julie stomped her foot angrily, turned around and ran out of the shooting range.

"Big brother, do you need my help?"

Gu Bin watched her departing figure and sneered disdainfully.

Another self-righteous woman, trying to manipulate others just because of her good family background.

"No, I can handle it myself."

Fu Zheng didn't take it to heart and shook his head with a smile: "You don't need to worry about this. Your actions are always earth-shattering, and my fragile little heart can't handle them."

"You guessed it?" Gu Bin wasn't surprised at all. As clever as his elder brother was, he would have guessed that the matter of the dragon bed was related to him.

"I'm your own brother. Do you think you can hide your little schemes from me?"

Fu Zheng frankly admitted: "The timing of the incident was too coincidental. It happened shortly after you went public with your relationship. I suppose that rich young lady must have broken a taboo, which angered my good brother Lan Yan and caused a huge uproar."

Gu Bin raised an eyebrow: "Do you also think I went too far?"

"No."

Without a second thought, Fu Zheng decisively denied it: "He brought it upon himself. If he hadn't been greedy, no one else would have had the chance to do it. I'm just amazed at how high your IQ is; it still exceeds everyone's imagination. If Grandpa knew about this, he would definitely be devastated. He has to admit that he lost the bet eighteen years ago very badly. The grandson that Grandpa raised is indeed far superior to the grandson he personally taught."

"This has nothing to do with betting."

Gu Bin looked at his elder brother and smiled meaningfully: "The key is whether you have the courage to resist. Do you still want to continue like this? To follow the life they've arranged for you, step by step? Don't you want some excitement, to add some fun to your life?"

"This suggestion is interesting."

Fu Zheng stroked his chin and nodded in agreement: "However, I'm afraid the two elders' hearts can't take it."

"You don't fight back."

Gu Bin teased him with a smile, "When are you going to marry your sweetheart?"

"Ugh."

Fu Zheng rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on: "Actually, it's not that I don't want to marry her, it's that she doesn't want to. She's different from your girlfriend. Xi Yu is healthy and not in any danger, but Li Xue's situation makes it too difficult for her grandparents to accept her. She understands this herself, which is why she has always refused to accept my proposal."

"You should figure it out yourself."

Gu Bin understood his elder brother's difficulties and didn't offer any further advice.

His sweetheart, though beautiful and kind-hearted, has precarious health. She has congenital heart disease and her vocal cords were damaged due to a childhood fever, leaving her unable to speak.

Without even guessing, he could imagine how shocked his grandparents would be to find out.

The two elders are getting old, and it's understandable that the eldest brother doesn't want to upset them.

-

"Don't talk about me."

Not wanting to spoil the atmosphere, Fu Zheng changed the subject: "Have you thought about how you're going to explain this to your grandparents?"

"I'll just take them home."

Gu Bin exuded domineering confidence: "Tell them that this is your future granddaughter-in-law, and no arguments will be accepted."

"Hahaha."

Fu Zheng laughed loudly: "You're quite something, kid. Your rebellious nature is just like your uncle's."

"Don't tell."

Gu Bin smiled jokingly: "Of all the old man's sons and daughters, my favorite is my youngest uncle."

"I knew you would say that."

Fu Zheng kindly advised, "However, as your older brother, I still have to remind you not to follow his example. Back then, he abandoned his military career to pursue his so-called ideals, and after so many years of struggling, he hasn't made any progress."

"In comparison, my other brothers and sisters who served in the military are doing quite well, just like my grandfather said. It's inevitable to regret it if you haven't accomplished anything by middle age. Sometimes it's necessary to curb your youthful arrogance and listen to the advice of your elders."

-

"It can't be said that my uncle accomplished nothing."

Gu Bin defended his uncle, saying, "He's just easygoing and doesn't care much about money. He invests all his earnings in his hobbies, like traveling the world, doing extreme sports, volunteering in the Americas, and joining animal protection organizations. These things are very meaningful and can't be measured by money."

"He has no serious business to attend to."

Fu Zheng disagreed: "Without marriage, there's no need to raise children. As long as one person is fed, the whole family is worry-free, allowing one to roam freely wherever they want."

"That's right."

Gu Bin didn't want to argue with his older brother, so he smiled and chimed in, "It's true that you're not as free after getting married. I'm wondering if I fell for someone too early. I'm only eighteen and I'm already tied down, completely saying goodbye to the joys of being single. Isn't that a bit tragic?"

"Your idea is a bit dangerous!"

Fu Zheng chuckled and teased him, "You can't let your sister-in-law hear this, or you'll be in for a world of trouble."

"Hey, big brother, you call your sister-in-law that so smoothly."

Upon hearing the words "sister-in-law," Gu Bin felt a ticklish sensation in his heart, as if a feather had been plucked at his heartstrings: "No, I have to bring her home right away and make this title a reality."

"Hahaha."

Fu Zheng was amused by his impatient appearance and laughed heartily.

-

To ensure the beautiful women had a good time, Li Yong arranged for pistol shooting as well.

Pistols may look lighter than rifles and feel weightless in your hand, but hitting the bullseye with a pistol is actually more difficult than with a rifle.

After three shots were fired, only Gu Bin hit the bullseye; the others all missed to varying degrees.

Xu Yi was young and his arm was not steady. He missed all three shots and got a big zero.

Although his shooting wasn't great, the little guy was still very excited. He happily collected a lot of spent cartridges, stuffing his pockets full like a little hamster.

Others were also quite interested and each picked up a few shell casings to take home as souvenirs.

The rifle cartridge cases are large and grayish-dark in color.

The pistol cartridge cases are small and exquisite, with a bright yellow color that looks like a layer of gold plating on the outer shell, making them even more eye-catching and pleasing.

Lin Xiyu picked up a few pistol cartridge cases and played with them with great interest.

Wu Meng was secretly thinking to herself that she could drill a hole in the bullet casing and make it into a pendant, which would make the girl look cool and stylish, with a unique charm.

-

After leaving the firing range, Fu Zheng took the boys and girls to the barracks and found the two officers who had taken care of Xu Yi on Mount Tai to thank them.

The boys and girls had a great time playing in the military compound all morning.

As noon approached, the most anxious moment for Lin Xiyu was about to arrive.

Gu Bin's grandfather's house is in sight; it's time for the ugly daughter-in-law to meet her in-laws again.

"Don't be nervous, watch me."

Gu Bin patted her shoulder reassuringly, offering encouragement in his own way.

"Uh-huh."

Although Lin Xiyu said she was fine, she was actually panicking inside.

-

Gu Bin's grandfather lived in a retirement home, a two-story house with its own courtyard.

The small building is quite grand, and the courtyard is also very large.

The front yard is planted with flowers, trees, and shrubs, making it a beautiful place. The back yard has been cultivated into a vegetable garden, with trellises erected and various seasonal vegetables planted.

Lin Xiyu's heart trembled involuntarily as she watched the orderly open the door for the group and take care of the two elderly people's daily needs. Her anxiety reached its peak at that moment.

"Xiao Bin is back, come in quickly."

In the living room on the first floor, two elderly people with white hair were sitting.

When Gu Bin's grandmother saw her grandson, her eyes lit up, and she got up from the sofa to greet him personally.

"Hello Grandma, hello Grandpa, I'm back."

Gu Bin walked up to his grandmother affectionately and gave her a warm hug.

"You little ungrateful brat, all you do is play around outside all day. How long has it been since you came to see your grandpa and grandma?"

Grandma Fu poked his forehead and playfully scolded him.

"Here I am."

Gu Bin covered his forehead and protested, "Besides, I wasn't just messing around. I had serious business to attend to. You all watched the special program about the people of Quanshui, didn't you? I've been with the production team the whole time, busy from morning till night, without a single day off."

"You're just busy doing nothing."

Grandma Fu teased him with a smile, "I haven't seen you show your face much, but your maternal grandfather did, writing a few lousy characters with a brush by Daming Lake and making quite a splash."