Time passes day by day in the agonizing wait.
Waiting for that uncertain day.
Zhou Jiao finally sees Zhou Xiaozheng leisurely making tea in the living room.
She smiles, and tears come with the smile.
Zhou Xiaozheng walks up to her, wipes her tears with a handkerchief, and pats her head: "It’s okay, it’s all over now."
With tear-streaked cheeks, Zhou Jiao looks up at him, "Dad, when are they coming back?"
"The kids are now resting. Once the news of victory is announced to the world tomorrow, they’ll be back soon. Xiao Wu will be a few days late; he has to finish handing over his work."
Zhou Jiao snatches the handkerchief from him and wipes her eyes fiercely, "This time when the kids come back, don’t stop me, I’m going to give them a good beating."
Zhou Xiaozheng laughs out loud at this: "Okay! Who told those brats to make my Jiao Jiao sad."
Zhou Jiao links her arm with his, "Dad, you said it, you better not feel sorry for them. Does mom know the news? I have to tell her early."
"She’ll be back soon."
"Dad, you don’t know Mom fainted once..."
Zhou Xiaozheng pulls her into a seat, listening to her rambling on about the little things that happened during this time, nodding occasionally in agreement.
He feels incredibly grateful that the kids are safe, even more thankful that he can keep his daughter’s laughter and joy.
For the country, he has no bitterness. Who but his family can send three grandsons to the battlefield, rushing to the most dangerous places?
For the family, he feels guilty; selfishly, he wants his three grandsons to be truly strong, yet he feels sorry for his family for the suffering they’ve endured for so long.
But now it’s fine, the storm has passed, and the home is finally filled with laughter again.
That night, whether it was Zhou Jiao or Miao Lishan, who received the good news a bit later, they both finally were able to sleep peacefully and soundly.
Also through that night’s simple recounting by Zhou Xiaozheng, Zhou Jiao learned that things were somewhat different from history.
Firstly, with prior preparation, the casualties of our army were greatly reduced. Secondly, they didn’t even face a strong resistance once.
Credit goes to the dozen or so small squads that included the Ping’an Brothers, who successfully gathered enemy intelligence, playing a significant role.
Later, Zhou Jiao only learned from the back-in-Beijing Zhang Guoqing about the team known as the "Bayonet" and the role they played. Otherwise, despite again tracking corruption and urging the lab to develop new weapons early on, it would be meaningless, at most reducing casualties.
The enemy launched this war heavily backed by S Country, not only providing weapons but also helping train a large number of spies and special forces.
Before the war began, both sides’ elite troops had already fought several skirmishes; otherwise, history wouldn’t have changed, and our army’s casualties would have increased significantly.
This counteroffensive did not end on March 5 as history recorded, but instead concluded earlier on February 28.
As the news of victory spread, the newspapers began to be flooded with post-war reports for several consecutive days.
Although Zhou Jiao never saw any report mentioning the "Bayonet," when she saw the newspaper listing the series of enemy high-ranking officers’ death notices...
She reconsidered, recalling Zhang Guoqing’s revealing hints.
Comparing these things, Zhou Jiao naturally realized that most of the credit belongs to the "Bayonet," and she understood the nature of her boys’ service.
However, these matters will have to wait until the kids graduate from military school, especially with her Wu Yi who needs to go back to Jing University, which doesn’t worry her much.
The Ping’an Brothers returned that night.
Amidst Zhou Jiao and her mother’s eager anticipation, the dishes were reheated twice.

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