70s Women Disguised As Men

I haven't seen each other for more than half a year. This is the first sentence of the meeting. Tong Yan really feels sad for the original body...

"I miss you, and Dabao!" There were tears in Tong Yan's eye sockets, as if the tears would flow down in strings in the next second. "I have been thinking about it since Xinghua Village for more than half a year. Fortunately, I am going to the countryside. It’s me, otherwise my brother who doesn’t know everything must be there to die from exhaustion!"

"Oh, although I was so tired that I had several illnesses, it was all worth it..."

At this time, Tong Yan interprets a beautiful white lotus into the woods.

Thanks to Liu Wenhui's face like this, I couldn't stop tears when thinking that I would never see her mother again.

After Liu Wenhui listened to her daughter's words, the defenses in her heart gradually relaxed, and the guilt that had long since disappeared filled her heart again.

"Your suffering mother knows that Yan Yan has wronged you."

The hypocrisy is disgusting.

"Where is my brother? Why didn't you see him? Did you go to play again?" Tong Yan came back not to influence the best. She wiped her tears and glanced around the room, but didn't see the person she wanted to see.

"Hey! I forgot to say in the letter, your grandfather is eighty this year, and your father and your grandma are taking your brother to celebrate birthday."

"..." A bad premonition came to life, Tong Yan pursed her lips and asked: "Then when will they come back?"

"It takes four days and three nights to go back and forth by car. It is not easy for your grandma to go there. It is estimated that it will take two months to come back."

Two months? Her vacation was only ten days, and she couldn't wait for Grandpa Tong and Tong Dabao to return!

"Where is Grandpa's hometown? Why didn't you go?" Tong Yan suppressed the depression in her heart, and continued to make false claims with her mother.

"Did you forget? Their home is in Jiang Province. I was on duty during the Chinese New Year, so I didn't go there." Liu Wenhui took out the sweets from the house and put them on the table, politely and alienated as if he were entertaining guests, "You can eat some sweets first. I'll go cooking in a while."

"Yeah, good." Tong Yan was not too polite. She stood up and said to her virgin mother: "I took the train all night, and I went into the house to sleep for a while."

From entering the door to now, she didn't even call Liu Wenhui "Mom". She wanted to be her mother. This woman was not qualified! Even if the two look extremely similar!

Tong's family is a two-bedroom structure. From childhood to Dayuan, he and Tong Dabao lived in the same room. As they grew up, the room was divided into two, separated by a thin wooden board in the middle.

Now the thin wooden boards in this room have been removed and restored to its original appearance, finally the whole room no longer looks so cramped.

Liu Wenhui followed her. Seeing her staring at the house and not going inside, she sneered and said, "You can't come back when you go to the countryside for a while. I have discussed with your dad and removed the plank. Wait for you. When you return to the city, Mom will install the boards again, and then Mom will find you a good husband's house."

"Never mind the husband's house, it is important to go back to the city, otherwise one day I will be tired and sick, and my identity may be exposed." Tong Yan walked into the room, sat down on the bed and rubbed her eyebrows, "I reveal my identity as a small one. , I'm afraid that Dabao will be hurt, he is the only seedling of our old boy's family."

"Hey, maybe it's a long time in the car and headaches! Do we have brown sugar water?" The delicate appearance seemed to faint in the next second.

"You wait! Mom will cook two eggs for you!" Liu Wenhui was dumbfounded by her, thinking that this girl really hurt her body by going to the countryside, so she hurried to the kitchen to boil eggs and make sugar water.

Just like the girl said, if something happens to her, her son will be implicated, so this girl must not have anything wrong!

Tong Yan also thought about it before, taking advantage of this time to return to Beijing to pretend to be sick or make some injuries and just stay here without leaving.

But thinking about it, I negated this idea again. First, she was injured and pretended to be hospitalized. Pretending to be sick was not feasible, and she was afraid of pain when she was injured. And according to the best urinary **** of this pair, even if they are injured and not paralyzed, they will still get her on a stretcher to send her to the train.

Second, she wants to sever the parent-child relationship with the disgusting parents. Even if she returns to the city smoothly, if she is allowed to continue to face them in the future and be suppressed by them, then she would rather continue to stay in Xinghua Village.

Originally intending to fool Tong Dabao to go to Grandpa Tong to expose their nasty affairs, when that time comes, she will only need to do a little more, and she believes that she wants to restore her free body and her daughter's body is just around the corner.

It's a pity that all hopes were lost when I came back this time, and everything can only be discussed in the long term...

Beijing City, Shenjia.

In the alley where the wind was rustling, Shen Shaoqing knocked on the door of the house he hadn't returned for a long time, and there was no wave on his face.

Not long afterwards, there was a "da da" walking sound in the yard behind the door. The woman who opened the door saw that he was back, and she immediately smiled brightly, "Shaoqing, you are back! Come in, let's get cold outside." ?"

"Aunt Feng." Shen Shaoqing nodded towards the other party, and walked towards the house with a tight body.

This is a courtyard with two entrances and two exits. The house belongs to Mr. Shen. In order to take care of the elderly, Shen Shaoqing's father and stepmother moved here.

Feng Meilan didn't care about his indifference because he was used to seeing this expressionless look.

She followed Shen Shaoqing and shouted into the room: "Old Shen, come out! Shaoqing is back!"

When the people in the room heard the movement, they just raised their eyes and looked at the door, and did not plan to come out to greet them.

Shen Shaoqing pushed open the door of the main room, met the people inside, hesitated for a moment and called out, "Dad."

Shen Weimin only gave a cold "um", then lowered his head and continued reading the newspaper.

It was as if what I saw was just a stranger.

"Can't you say a few more words to your son?" Feng Meilan felt a headache for the relationship between the father and son, but the bell must be tied to the bell, and the outsider in my heart couldn't get in at all.

"The dishes in the kitchen are going to be messed up. Go ahead and do your job." Facing Feng Meilan, the man rarely showed a hint of tenderness.

"I'm going to see Grandpa." Shen Shaoqing only glanced at them coldly, and then walked towards the bedroom in silence.

Feng Meilan behind him gave Father Shen a fierce look, and whispered, "It's not easy for Shaoqing to go home. What kind of attitude do you think?"

"Don't worry about this."

"Don't worry about it! Do you think I love to manage?!"

Shen Shaoqing didn't hear the conversation between the two, even if he heard it, he wouldn't care. In this family, his only concern is grandpa.

Pushing open the bedroom door, the golden sunlight fell on the ground, and there was a big bed in the spacious and bright room that was very eye-catching.

The old man on the bed was slightly squinting his eyes with a serene face.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Shen Shaoqing stood in front of the bed with a slightly choked voice.

The old man slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and his dim look restored a trace of expression after he saw the person who came.

He raised his right arm and moved his fingers.

Shen Shaoqing sat on the edge of the bed, holding his skinny palm, and asked softly, "Did you eat well when I was not at home?"

The old man slowly nodded his head and pointed at the pen and pen on the table with the fingers of the other hand.

"You have something to tell me?" Seeing him nodding, Shen Shaoqing first helped the old man sit up, leaning his back against the bed, and then took the pen and paper on the table and put it into his hand.

Shen Rulin slowly wrote one stroke at a time.

[How is your time? Is life still used to it? ]

The old man's fonts are vigorous and powerful, and he can't see that it was written by a sickly person.

"It's very good there, good food and good accommodation, don't worry." Shen Shaoqing has returned home for the second time since he went to the countryside. Facing the elderly, he just wants to report the good and not the worry.

[If you have any difficulties, remember to find your father, there is no overnight hatred between father and son. ]

He looked at the words on it and nodded in silence for a moment: "I will."

Seeing what he said, the old man nodded in satisfaction and looked at him lovingly, as if to make up for all the time he had lost.

As time passed, Shen Shaoqing told the old man a lot of interesting stories about the countryside, and the eloquent talk was very different from the usual coldness.

This peaceful atmosphere was not broken until Feng Meilan came in to deliver the cakes.

"Shaoqing, are you hungry after sitting on the train all night? Let's eat a piece of pastry to cushion your stomach. Let's eat right away."

"Thank you, Aunt Feng." Shen Shaoqing took the dim sum box and put it aside and returned to its previous appearance.

Knowing that she would disturb the two of them chatting here, Feng Meilan left the house without saying more.

[Feng Meilan is pretty good, but if you can’t accept it, don’t force it. ]

After finishing this sentence, Mr. Shen raised his head, his eyes were firm.

"Thank you, grandpa." Seeing the old man in front of him who had been energetic became the sick face of today, Shen Shaoqing's heart was sore and swollen.

Don't want to talk about the unpleasant things anymore, so he changed the subject: "Grandpa, have you ever seen a case where your skin becomes smooth overnight?"

The old man raised his eyebrows in doubt, and after thinking about it for a long time, he wrote: [No, did you encounter any illness in the country? ]

He raised his eyes to Shen Shaoqing, his eyes full of keen interest in unknown miscellaneous diseases.

Although the old man became like this because of his identity as a doctor, he was not only paralyzed in bed, but his voice was dumb, but his benevolent heart remained unchanged.

"No, I just ask casually." Subconsciously, Tong Dabao's secret, he didn't want to tell anyone.

Thinking of that dark little face, Shen Shaoqing gathered her eyebrows and confided to Shen Rulin after a moment of entanglement: "Grandpa, if there is something that I particularly want to do, the people around will strongly oppose it, if I want to stick to my heart. , Will you be upset?"

In his world, he can ignore the attitude of anyone except the old man in front of him.

Master Shen was surprised by Shen Shaoqing's question, but his grandson is a very independent person, even if he opposes the majority, it is useless, so he wrote: [Do whatever you want].

Looking at these simple five words, the long-standing boulder finally moved away. Shen Shaoqing's indifferent expression was like melting ice and snow, and finally a touch of softness that ordinary people should have.

"Thank you, I know what to do."

The old man didn't know what effect his words had played. He closed his eyes and waved his hand at Shen Shaoqing, which meant: I'm tired, I need to squint for a while.

After leaving the bedroom, she just wanted to return to her room, Shen Shaoqing was called by Father Shen to stop.

When the two came to the study, Shen Weimin looked at his son and said straightforwardly: "Don't go back after the Chinese New Year. I have found someone ready to send you to the army."

"I won't go." Shen Shaoqing looked at him indifferently, the distance in his eyes made Father Shen feel extremely dazzling.

A sense of powerlessness suddenly felt in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh. Isn't the picture of the father's kindness and filial piety never going back?