"Uncle, don't worry! I thought about it after I got sick, so I left him for several years. Not only did he come to visit our mother and son, but he didn't even send us a letter. I can see his character, so I don’t plan to go looking for him.”

"Well, that's right. Xiaoxiao. In fact, Grandma Zhao has always wanted to persuade you. A few days ago, when you asked your uncle to open a letter of introduction for you, grandma wanted to say it, but she was afraid that you would think too much about it. He said, now that you can think about it, grandma will feel relieved.

Speaking of which, when your grandfather brought your father to our Zhaojia Village, your father was still young, only a few years old. Alas, thirty or forty years have passed in the blink of an eye! "

Hearing Grandma Zhao talk about the original owner's grandfather and father, Tong Yanxiao was curious. There were some memories about the original owner's father in the original owner's memory, but not many. After all, when the original owner's parents died, the original owner was only ten years old. I'm old and don't know much.

"Grandma Zhao, can you tell me about dad and grandpa?"

Grandma Zhao smiled when she heard Tong Yanxiao ask about this.

"Yes, when your grandfather and your father came to our Zhaojia Village, there was still a war at that time. They came to our Northeast from the mainland.

It seemed to be the winter of 1945. Not long after the little devils had just been driven out of China, your grandfather took his father, who was only a few years old at the time, to our Zhaojia Village. The village chief at that time was our old man. I decided to let your grandfather and father settle in our village.

It seems that your grandfather used to follow the army to fight against Japs. Later, he was injured. When he came to our village, he was lame on one leg. However, we did not see your grandma. I guess she is gone. Those years were not easy, and so were the dead. Very normal.

Later, your father gradually grew up. When your father was a teenager, your grandfather passed away. Later, the old man in our family, your grandfather Zhao, arranged for your father to marry a daughter-in-law, who was your mother.

You were born in the 1960s, but God is unfair. Your parents died when you were ten years old... "

That's all, Grandma Zhao didn't continue talking. Tong Yanxiao also knew about these future events. Seeing that Grandma Zhao was a little sad, Tong Yanxiao said.

"Grandma, don't be sad. People can't be resurrected. We have to look forward. It's been more than ten years now, and we all want to be more open-minded."

In the end, Tong Yanxiao was enthusiastically persuaded by Grandma Zhao's family to stay, and she took her son Tong Siyu to have dinner at Grandma Zhao's house before returning to her home.

Child Tong Siyu is five years old this year. In fact, according to the old rules at this time, he is already six years old. It is the winter of 1982, and the little guy is exactly five years old, and he is actually six years old.

Tong Siyu looks 60% like the original owner, but only 20% like that scumbag Han Feiyu. This fact makes Tong Yanxiao very happy. The little guy's eyes are like the original owner, big and round, with more black eyes and fewer whites. It looks like It is very good-looking, and the face shape is similar to the original owner, but the original owner has an oval face, which looks more square on Tong Siyu's face, and the edges and corners are a bit clearer.

In fact, the little guy's lips resemble Han Feiyu the most, and nothing else resembles Han Feiyu.

"Mom, Grandma Zhao gave me a piece of candy today. It's delicious. Try it!" (Grandma Zhao here is Aunt Zhao)

As he spoke, he took out a paper bag of candy from the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket, peeled off the candy wrapper and put it into Tong Yanxiao's mouth. Tong Yanxiao felt warm in her heart. The child is very sensible. Because of his birth, many people in the village Children generally don't play with this child.

So although this child really wants to play with those children, every time they see Tong Siyu, they call him a wild bastard. This is a bit cruel for a five-year-old child. This is why the original owner wants to take the child with him. The reason why she went to Linxian to look for Han Feiyu was that she didn't want to bring bad things to her children. She thought that after going to Linxian to find Han Feiyu, she would stay there and never come back.

But the original owner had a good idea, but it also resulted in misfortune in the previous life.

I felt very sorry for this sensible little guy, and smiled childishly.

"Okay, mom won't eat, Siyu should eat!"

He took the candy and stuffed it into Tong Siyu's little mouth.

"Siyu is sitting on the kang. The fire is almost extinguished. Mom is going to add some firewood. Don't get off the kang, okay? It's too cold outside."

The little guy sat on the kang obediently, pulled the quilt to cover himself, nodded and made a milky sound.

"I know, Mom, I will be good."

Tong Yan smiled lovingly, and said that she had experienced two old lives. It would be false to say that Ling Xiaoxiao did not want to have a child, but she still did not get married. The first task was to complete the task, and then The body was returned to its original owner.

The second task is that although I had some thoughts about a certain person at that time, I never saw him again in the following decades, and I didn't want to make do with it, so I didn't get married in that life, so naturally I wouldn't have any children.

The third task was that she was a man in her previous life, which made it difficult for her to marry a wife as she was a woman, so she chose to remain single for the rest of her life.

This life is good, no matter how you say it, you have a child, and you can hear the child calling you mother. From now on, this child will be his biological son. If nothing else, he is truly the child born of this body.

After arranging the children, Tong Yanxiao hurried out of the house and went to the woodshed to get some chopped firewood. Speaking of which, the original owner was quite capable. Since the age of ten, after his parents passed away, Zhao had provided firewood for winter every year. The uncle and brother Genzi helped cut it from the mountain.

Later, when I grew up, I would go to the mountains to cut firewood every day during the off-farm period. I would slowly chop it bit by bit and store it in the woodshed, just to keep myself warm in the winter.

Fortunately, it was a task that he had experienced in several lifetimes, and with the memory of the original owner still there, Tong Yanxiao quickly started burning the kang. This kang was actually connected to the stove. While cooking and boiling water, The kang is also hot.

The little guy was sitting on the kang, still slowly licking the candy in his mouth. When he saw that Tong Yanxiao had finished his work, he said vaguely.

"Mom, it's hot."

Tong Yanxiao remembered that the original owner had a fever today and seemed to be sweating a lot. Although the sweat was gone now, he still felt extremely uncomfortable, so he boiled a pot of hot water and prepared to wash it off.

A quarter of an hour later, the water in the pot boiled. Tong Yanxiao scooped the hot water into the big basin. This big basin was a wooden basin. Fortunately, Tong Yanxiao's superpower followed. Although it was not very powerful, But it is much stronger than the original owner. It is still easy to hold this wooden basin weighing more than 20 kilograms.

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