Chapter 1683 Mother of the Motherland - the way home from a dream (33)

   Zhao’s family lived in a soil embryo house surrounded by a fence, and in the small yard, various side dishes were grown.

When    Zhao Tiedan was sent to the past, he found himself standing in front of his house.

  He, can he really see Cuicui again?

   Zhao Tiedan was excited and wanted to go in impatiently, but he just wanted to open his feet, but he seemed to be heavy.

   What time is it?

  How is Cuicui?

   Has the baby in your belly been born? Boy or girl?

   How are they doing now?

   Zhao Tiedan's mood is very complicated, this is probably due to the timidity of being close to nostalgia.

   took a deep breath, and he finally walked over. As soon as he walked in, he saw a four or five-year-old boy standing in the courtyard with a stick, gesturing vigorously.

  The boy has delicate features, probably well-raised, with chubby baby fat on his cheeks, and a pair of eyes that are very smart.

   Hearing the sound from the door, the boy's movements stopped, and at a glance he saw a big strange man standing at the door.

   When he saw someone he didn't know, the boy blinked and asked suspiciously, "Who are you? Is there anything wrong?"

   Zhao Tiedan stared at the boy and didn't speak for a long time.

   The boy tilted his head: "You are so strange, why don't you speak, can't you speak?" Thinking that the person in front of him might not be able to speak, Zhao Niannian felt a little sympathetic. He had seen people in the next village who couldn't speak, and it was very pitiful.

   Zhao Tiedan said after a while, "I'm looking for Lin Cuicui."

   The boy's eyes widened like grapes: "Are you looking for my mother?"

   When the boy said the word "mum", Zhao Tiedan was shocked, and the guess that he had made when he saw the boy was confirmed at once.

   His chest heaved slightly, calming his mood. His eyes were sore, but he didn't want to look away. He walked over and squatted in front of the child's door: "Your mother is Lin Cuicui? What's your name?"

  The boy said: "Yes, that's my mother's name. Don't you know who I am? My name is Zhao Niannian."

   Zhao Tiedan murmured: "Zhao Niannian, so your name is Zhao Niannian."

"Yeah, it's the name my mother gave me. Who the **** are you? I've never seen you before." Zhao Niannian asked in a milky voice. He circled around Zhao Tiedan and looked at him. He stretched out his small hand and touched the clothes on his body, "Are you a military uniform? Are you a soldier?"

   Zhao Tiedan nodded.

   Zhao Niannian looked at Zhao Tiedan more eagerly: "You are really a soldier. You look good in a military uniform. When I grow up, I want to be a soldier, and I also want to wear a good-looking military uniform."

   As he spoke, he leaned into Zhao Tiedan's ear and whispered, "Secretly tell you, my father is also a soldier."

   The boy's face was full of pride.

   Zhao Tiedan's fingertips trembled, and his throat was slightly hoarse.

   "Your father is a soldier?"

"Yes."

   "Then, where's your father?"

   Zhao Niannian's face swelled slightly, a little unhappy, and whispered: "My mother said that father sacrificed. He will not come back."

  The child's little face is a little melancholy: "I have never seen my father, nor have I seen him in a military uniform. Uncle, if my father wears a military uniform, he must be as good-looking as you."

   Zhao Tiedan wanted to reach out and touch the child's head, but he couldn't bring up the courage. His voice was hoarse: "Then don't you blame your father? Don't you blame him for not coming back?"

   (end of this chapter)