Reborn 1980: Being pinched and pampered by a rough soldier

Meng Chun was even more confused. He held the photo of the plane in his hand blankly and hurriedly handed it over.

After looking at the photo, the old gentleman asked: "Is there someone in your family who is a pilot?"

This was an affirmation. If it weren't for this photo, he wouldn't have asked to keep her.

"Yes, my husband's younger brother is a pilot, and his eldest brother is also a great pilot." Meng Chun paused, and inexplicably said something more to the old gentleman.

"It's a pity that he died."

The old man's hand holding the photo trembled, and he solemnly placed the airplane model in Meng Chun's hand.

"Take them. I'm old and I may sleep underground forever. I can't take these things with me."

“Many customers who come to my place for watch repair are interested in these models. I know they just look good and don’t understand the structure of these models, let alone take good care of them.

I recreated these all by myself, and I'm not willing to give my hard work to someone who doesn't understand.

Meeting you today is also a fate. "

Meng Chun felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He held the airplane model exactly like the photo in his hands and promised: "Don't worry, we will definitely take good care of it!"

The old gentleman waved his hand and turned around with his cane.

Meng Chun couldn't help but stepped forward to help him and asked softly: "Your legs..."

The old gentleman slowly sat down on the recliner, his eyes suddenly widened, containing emotions that were incomprehensible, "I used to be a test pilot."

Meng Chun understood immediately that test pilots were a more dangerous profession. She didn't know much. She only knew that test pilots work hard to test out the most powerful aircraft.

Her eyes were filled with sincere admiration, "You are amazing."

The old man raised his eyelids, and a faint smile flashed across his face. It had been many years since all his former comrades were gone, and he was the only one who saved his life.

He never said that before, but now, he said so much to a strange girl.

He closed his eyes and said, "Remember to close the door when you go out. I'm tired."

This was the time to chase away the guests. Meng Chun was not someone who couldn't read the eyes. She responded, holding the airplane model in her hand, and walked to the door.

He turned his head again and looked into the slightly dim room. He closed his eyes on the recliner and calculated how good he would be if he could be a test pilot in that era.

Meng Chun sighed, and before closing the door, he said crisply, "Goodbye, old gentleman!"

He didn't move. When the sound of the door closing sounded, he raised his hand, looked at the plane in the photo, and rubbed it nostalgically.

……

On the other hand, Meng Chun didn't go back directly to the courtyard, but went to the house where she lived before the two got married. Chang An said it was her grandfather's house.

Meng Chun has not been here since he got married. Now when he opens the door and comes in, many of the furniture in the room are covered with dust, but the airplane model in that room has been covered with a cloth with care.

At first glance, it was Gu Changan who did it.

She cleaned the house, went downstairs and hired a few movers, planning to pack up the shelves and model airplanes and move them to the family compound.

"Xiao Chun?"

When he heard someone calling him, Meng Chun turned his head and saw Shang Pingzhou in the distance wearing a white shirt holding a briefcase in his hand.

He walked towards me with a look of surprise on his face.

"Why are you here alone? Why didn't you ask dad to pick you up?"

Meng Chun was also a little surprised, "The house above belongs to Grandpa Chang'an. I'm coming here to move some things. Why are you here too?"

Shang Pingzhou: "I'm here to give a lecture at this school. It's just right. Dad will take you back."

"The school arranged a car to take me back. The car was parked at the door. It was just a matter of pressing the accelerator."

Meng Chun couldn't bear to refuse, so she simply told the moving master the address and asked them to transport the rack. She went upstairs to put all the airplane models into cardboard boxes and carried them into the car.

The driver in front was a young man. When he saw Meng Chun getting into the car, he secretly guessed who this lesbian was.

"Xiao Liu, this is my daughter. Send her back first." Shang Pingzhou gave the address and said, "Sorry for the trouble."

Meng Chun also pursed his lips and said politely: "Thank you very much, master."

Xiao Liu suddenly knew something in his mind. Seeing the two people being so polite, he quickly said, "You two must be polite, Mr. Shang, the school has said that it is our great honor that you agree to give a lecture.

Our director specifically told me that I must serve you well and satisfy you every day! This is all my responsibility. "

Shang Pingzhou smiled and exchanged a few words with him, then turned to look at his daughter and said warmly: "Xiao Chun, please put the box in the car. How tired are you holding it?"

Since getting on the car, Meng Chun has been holding the cardboard box in his hand tightly. Hearing this, Meng Chun shook his head like a rattle, "No, dad, there is a Changan airplane model inside. I can just hold it. Put it on the ground for me." Afraid of breaking it.”

Gu Changan’s airplane model! ?

Shang Pingzhou suddenly felt sour in his heart. This guy Gu Changan married his daughter, and he didn't know what good things he did in his previous life!

"Then daddy will hold it for you!"

Shang Pingzhou's mouth was a little bit bitter towards Gu Changan, but he had to take the carton carefully with his hands.

Meng Chun looked amused.

The car arrived at the family home all the way. Shang Pingzhou still had a job, so even if he wanted to stay, he had no choice but to get out of the car and send his daughter to the door.

He reluctantly confessed: "Xiao Chun, if you have nothing to do, go home and have dinner. Your mother misses you very much."

Dad misses you too.

Meng Chun squeezed his hands and responded in a low voice, "I understand, please go slower on the road."

"Hey!"

Shang Pingzhou waved his hand to Meng Chun, "Go upstairs, dad is here to watch you go."

It happened that the moving master had also delivered the shelves. Meng Chun didn't have time to say anything more to Shang Pingzhou, so he hurriedly said goodbye and led the moving master upstairs.

Shang Pingzhou turned around silently and got into the car.

Meng Chun worked all afternoon and asked the moving master to help install the shelf in the bedroom. He paid the wages and waited for the moving master to leave.

She carefully wiped the models clean with a handkerchief and placed them on the shelf. She was afraid of damaging them, so she placed them one by one with bated breath.

The one that brought her back was placed in the most prominent position.

Meng Chun stood up, clapped his hands, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Everything is ready, except that Gu Changan is back!

Unexpectedly, Gu Changan was nowhere to be seen at night. Thinking of what he had told him last night, Meng Chun had no choice but to wash up and go to bed.

I don't know how long it took before Meng Chun heard the noise coming from the living room. She quickly got up and just turned on the light when Gu Changan came in, wiping his head.

He walked to the bed and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Meng Chun immediately hugged his waist and buried her whole body in his arms. Smelling the familiar scent of acacia on his body, she said sweetly, "I miss you."

Gu Changan's heart trembled. His wife's mouth could really kill him. Gu Changan coaxed in a low voice: "I'll put the towel in the bathroom and come over to accompany you."

Meng Chun let go of him obediently.

Gu Changan chuckled lowly, and just as he turned around, his pupils shrank sharply, his steps instantly froze in place, and he caught sight of a shelf of airplane models by the wall.

The big hands trembled slightly, and the veins bulged out, and the towel in his hand seemed to be squeezed with great strength.