"My hometown lives in this warehouse. I am born and bred in this warehouse."

"The Zhao family is behind me. In the future, I will broadcast my retired life to everyone here."

A military drone hovered high in the sky, showing the whole picture of the Zhao family's warehouse. The drone was connected to Zhao Jun's mobile phone. He was doing a live broadcast with his mobile phone vibrating.

It didn't take long for the live broadcast room to rise from the top to the top four. It seemed that it was going to soar. The Zhao Family had a good store. The high-definition image of the drone restored the most primitive charm of nature, which made many people crazy for it.

When the netizens in the broadcast room saw this beautiful scene, they started to click on the screen one after another.

"Green hills and clear waters, the scenery is so beautiful. The anchor must be a technology expert. Is the scenery made up of the later stage?"

"It's the local hat upstairs. This is the hometown of the anchor. Do you understand the original ecological style?"

"Wow, what a high-definition voice! I want to share my social circle. Don't stop me!"

"What kind of immortal place is this? What kind of life do you want to live?"

...

Zhao Jun held his mobile phone with one hand and the remote control with the other hand. He controlled the picture and said, "This is the Zhao Family's warehouse. It's at the foot of Linyu Mountain. The scenery is good!"

Zhao Jun saw that everyone in the broadcast room had the same praise for the beautiful scenery here. He couldn't help but grin. Occasionally, there were a few bullet screens full of doubts, but they were also drowned by the comments.

As the drone moved forward, a tens of meters wide river cut into the screen. When Zhao Jun was about to continue to explain, he saw numerous bullet screens covering the screen.

"My anchor, someone fell into the water behind you."

"Save the little girl. There's a child in the river."

"Help! Someone is drowning."

"Damn it, it's such a big game. The girl in the river is the anchor, isn't she?"

The bullet screen was in an uproar. Zhao Jun quickly turned his head. Sure enough, he saw a little girl in the river. At this moment, her hands were bulging. Obviously, she was drowning.

In Zhao Jun's impression, the river was very deep, with rapid currents and undercurrents at the bottom of the river. If an adult was dragged into it, he would die, let alone a four or five-year-old child.

Zhao Jun threw away his cell phone and rushed to the riverside. In a few seconds, the little girl was swept dozens of meters away by the river, less than five meters downstream.

There was a suspended waterfall downstream. If you fell into it, you would hardly survive.

Zhao Jun jumped into the river with force from the soles of his feet. The undercurrent at the bottom of the river surged and dragged him downstream. He took the opportunity to plunge into the bottom of the river.

At this moment, the little girl was less than half a meter away from the downstream waterfall.

Suddenly, a strong arm lifted her up. The little girl's body was empty, and then she landed steadily in a pile of weeds on the shore.

The undercurrent washed against the shore, stirring up a spray more than half a meter high.

The drone recorded all of this scene, and the broadcast room had already been in an uproar.

"My God, the child was saved, but the anchor didn't come up."

"There is a suspended waterfall downstream. It's about five or six meters high. The anchor fell down."

"The river is so urgent. I hope the anchor is fine."

"I mourned for five minutes."

"The anchor is brave and righteous. It's a bloody lesson. I hope that children don't go to the riverside alone in the future. It's too dangerous!"

...

Zhao Jun held the rock tightly with both hands and climbed up easily from the suspended waterfall. These rocks had been eroded by the water all year round and became extremely smooth. If an ordinary person fell off the precipice, he would either die or be disabled.

But he was different. The special forces retired and could deal with any harsh environment easily.

Zhao Jun climbed ashore, picked up his mobile phone, and adjusted the drone into an automatic mode. He turned his head to stare at the little girl in front of him, and then took out a sealed photo from his personal pocket.

The photo was a photo of him and a woman. The woman was pure, elegant, and elegant, with the same appearance as the girl in front of him.

This girl gave him a feeling that he was familiar with. It was a kind of feeling that they were connected by blood.

Seeing Zhao Jun climb out of the river, the broadcast room was once again heated up, and the number of people online rose from 80,000 to 150,000.

"The anchor is coming. Amazing!"

"You are worthy of being Brother Bing. I like you so much."

"Damn it. I don't know what to say. I don't know what to say. I just want to use a rocket to express my feelings."

"I found something. The photos in the anchor's hands are similar to that little girl's."

"Yes, yes, yes. It's almost a copy."

"Is she the daughter of the anchor?"

...

Zhao Jun squatted down and rubbed the little girl's wet hair. Her porcelain doll-like face looked like a woman in a photo.

Five years ago, he went to Yan Jing for a mission.

In a restaurant, they met Xia Lin, who had been drugged. Zhao spit rescued the beauty and punished those bad guys. But at that time, the drug had already taken effect. That night, the two of them spent a wonderful night together.

During that time, their relationship quickly warmed up and fell into love.

But good times didn't last long. Xia Lin left without saying goodbye, and then there was no more news.

After completing the task, Zhao Jun also left Yan Jing. His only thought for Xia Lin was that sealed photo.

"Dad, you are Dad!"

The crisp voice made Zhao Jun's bones melt. This little girl actually called him father.

She took the photo in Zhao Jun's hand and said, "Mom also has this photo. She said that the person on it is Dad."

Zhao Jun picked up the little girl and asked affectionately, "What's your mother's name?"

"Mom's name is Xia Lin, and my name is Chang."

Sure enough, it was her. In the past five years, Zhao Jun had inquired about her through various channels, but there had been no news of her.

"Let's go home."

Zhao Jun walked in the direction of home with the little girl in his arms. He was wet all over, so he had to change his clothes quickly. Otherwise, he would catch a cold easily.

In the broadcast room, everyone was eating the sweet potato, and the bullet screens were occupied one after another.

"When the anchor returns home, she likes to be a father. Congratulations!"

"Xia Lin, Xia Lin, search online."

"This little girl is so cute. My girl's heart!"

"Mimi, what a poor little girl. There's wood and you want to have a baby with me!"

Zhao Jun was in no mood to read these comments on the bullet screen. Now he wanted to go home, change into clean clothes, and warm the bed for his wife and children.

At the west end of the village.

As soon as Zhao Jun arrived at the door of the house, he heard the sound of beating and scolding in the yard. He quickened his pace and rushed into the yard, only to see a lot of people standing here to watch the fun.

The fat man pointed at Zhao Kaishan's nose and scolded, "Old man, if you know what's good for you, quickly transfer the title of the back mountain to me, or I'll make you lose all your property."

Zhao Kaishan's eyes were red, and he defended himself. "Your orchard has been ruined by the animals in the mountain. How can you blame it on me?"

Wang Yong puffed up his belly and grabbed Zhao Kaishan's collar. "How dare you talk back? That animal is coming for the melon field. Will they come if you don't plant the melon?"

Zhao Jun put him down slowly and pulled the crowd away. His face became extremely cold.

"The family members of my Zhao Jun are also people who can be bullied by someone like you?"