Chapter 1634: Why The Salute

Chapter 1634: Why The Salute

After the meal, the whole family gathered in the tea room on the second

floor. Anderson was downstairs, engrossed in watching TV and playing

games. Cecelia set the tea table, filling it with a complete set of tea

brewing tools.

"The new tea hasn't arrived yet, so this is the most fragrant aged Pu'er,"

Cecelia said, using the first pot of brewed tea to warm the cups, then

pouring a cup for everyone from the second pot.

Ralph took the teacup, took a sip, and showed a satisfied expression.

Luther tasted it as well.

"Mom, your tea brewing skills are amazing, it reminds me of grandma.

She always loved making tea, it was her way of nurturing her health,"

he said.

When Stephanie was mentioned, Luther's eyes dimmed. Cecelia's

hand stiffened a little. Stephanie had been killed by Charlotte. They had

all been deceived by Charlotte for all these years. Stephanie, Xia

Zhenhai, they all met their untimely demise. The hard-won reunion was

built upon their sacrifices.

Seeing the atmosphere become stagnant, Joyce quickly tried to lighten

the mood. “Let's not bring up the past,” she said.

Ralph was candid. "Initially, in our eagerness to find our kin, we lowered

our guard. The mistake we made, we should face it head-on, no need

to shy away."

Luther put down his teacup. “If grandma knew, she would be content

knowing her wishes were fulfilled. I mean no offense, everyone, don't

take it to heart.”

"Joyce, you haven't visited grandfather's grave yet. Tomorrow, I'll take

you there to pay respects. Luther, you should come too. And bring

Anderson," Cecelia proposed. "At last, everything has settled down. I

can finally face the old man."

Joyce nodded gently.

"Alright, let's not talk about this. You're pregnant with twins, that's

wonderful news. You must take good care of yourself from now on, be

careful in everything you do," Cecelia advised. "I've been simmering

bird's nest soup, I'll bring you some later.”

"Mom, I can't eat anymore,” Joyce said, subconsciously stroking her

stomach.

Ralph smiled. "I heard from Nian Zhen, it's a pair of boys?"

Joyce blushed a little, "Yeah. We did a maternal blood test.”

“The doctor said the accuracy rate is 99%," Luther added.

Ralph laughed heartily. “That's great. It's been a long time since we had

such a booming family. Speaking of twin genes, the Heath family has a

branch where twins, although always girls, have been born generation

after generation. Maybe you inherited that gene.”

Cecelia added, "That might not be the case, Anderson is a singleton.

Perhaps the twins this time are just a coincidence.”

Luther and Joyce exchanged glances, their eyes dimming a little. They

knew very well that Anderson was also a twin, a boy and a girl.

Unfortunately, Alisha had died at birth. This pain, they chose not to let

Cecelia and Ralph bear again.

The family chatted for a while. Ralph then cleared his throat, his

demeanor turning serious.

"Joyce, gathering everyone here today, I also wanted to discuss future

plans. What are your plans for the future?" Ralph asked Joyce. "You

can think about it first.”

At this point, Luther sat up straighter. He had a feeling that tonight's

conversation would inevitably touch on future plans.

"Of course, Luther, I'd like to hear your plans as well," Ralph turned to

Luther, his gaze more serious.

Luther said solemnly, "Dad, I've thought about what you've said. No

matter what, I will respect Joyce's choice. In terms of career, I can

adjust for her."

He glanced at Cecelia, "You don't need to worry about me. I'm fine."

Cecelia nodded approvingly at Luther's magnanimity. Joyce remained

silent, not answering Ralph's question.

“I would like to hear your thoughts first, Dad,” she said.

Ralph said seriously, "You currently hold the rank of marshal. Although

you've earned military merits this time, taking over my power won't be

easy. To establish your authority in the army, you will need at least

three years of special training. To allow your physical abilities and

potential to reach the requirements of special personnel. Of course, we

will wait until after you have given birth to start the training."

"Also, you need to learn to manage military affairs. As you parachuted

into the warlord's circle halfway, you have to start from the middle,

gradually touch on all aspects of the job, establish trust with your

subordinates, and gain the support of your confidants. Only then can

you completely take over, this willrequire a lot of your energy.”

"Three years of special training?" Luther raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes. It's practically full-time, with only about ten days of vacation a

year. It's indeed a brutal test, but it's necessary. It's a path every high-

ranking officer has to take,” Cecelia explained.

Three years, seeing each other only about ten days... Luther's facial

expression darkened slightly.

Four years and then another three.

He had waited a long four years, more than a thousand sleepless

nights. Even now, thinking back on it, it was still a heavy pain.

And now that Joyce had finally returned to him, they were to be

separated for another three years. He felt a sharp pain in his heart,

even his breathing was painful. He involuntarily clenched his fists,

trying to maintain a calm face, but kept his hands behind his back to

hide his discomfort.

In the end, he managed a faint smile.

"No matter what, I will support her. I can move the R&S Group

headquarters to the Capital, you don't need to worry about me."

Joyce glanced at Luther.

Others didn't notice his discomfort, but she did. She saw his clenched

fists, hidden behind his back. She understood, he didn't want to be

separated from her.

It was a difficult choice on both sides for her. On one side, there were

her parents, from whom she had been separated since childhood. After

struggling for more than twenty years, they had finally reunited.

She was the only heir of the Heath family, the successor to a century-

old military family. It was her responsibility to shoulder the burden.

But on the other side, there was her beloved, whom she had been

through life and death with, who had gone through separations and

reunions. After four years, it was to be another three. And for her,

Luther had already given up a lot.

"What are you thinking, Joyce?" Cecelia asked.

Joyce remained silent for a long time.

She held the teacup in her hand, gripping it tighter and tighter.

The atmosphere in the tea room became stagnant.

It seemed like a long time had passed.

Suddenly, she stood up and walked over to Ralph and Cecelia.

Without any warning, she slowly knelt on both knees in front of them,

and respectfully gave them a deep bow.

Cecelia was stunned, "Why are you suddenly bowing?"