70s Women Disguised As Men

The sunshine in spring is particularly strong, and the weather in Beijing is a few degrees warmer than in the northeast.

Tong Yan was wearing a white-bottomed yellow floral shirt, black trousers on the bottom, and the small leather shoes on her feet that she chose with Shen Shaoqing before leaving for the city.

She tucked her shirt into her trousers and then tied her mother's newly bought belt. Her slender waist was squeezed, and her chest was as full as a peach, and she was so enchanting figure with that bright and seductive figure. Little face can only be described appropriately by using the idiom of "Alluring the Country and Alluring the City".

In the past two months, her hair has grown a little bit. Although it is still very short, no one will think she is a man anymore with her current dress and figure. Short hair makes her look a little bit more heroic and less charming.

This is the first time that Tong Yan has appeared in front of everyone as a woman.

The excitement is beyond words...

When the three of them arrived at Tong's house, Tong's grandmother Guo Xiuchun was watering the flowers in the yard. Seeing them coming, she quickly put down the water bottle in her hand and greeted her.

Because Tong Yan's changes were so great that the old man didn't recognize it at first, "This child is?"

"Grandma, I'm Yan Yan." Tong Yan stood there obediently and smiled softly.

After Guo Xiuchun saw it clearly, he immediately said in surprise: "Oh! The water in this country is really nourishing, how can your girl become so beautiful?!"

Tong Yan first glanced at her parents, then scratched her hair with a guilty conscience: "Grandma, I'm still the same as before, it's just whitening a little bit."

This really complies with the old saying-the eighteenth change of women!

Guo Xiuchun looked at the beautiful granddaughter in front of him and was also happy. She took Tong Yan's hand and walked toward the house, "Everyone, come in, your grandpa misses you!"

Through the previous letter, Tong Yan knew that these two old people were sincere and sincere to the original body, and that he is now "Tong Yan". Of course, he must take good care of these two old people on behalf of the original body.

"Where's my dad?" Through this period of time, Tong Jianye respected the old man Tong from the bottom of his heart. He was an orphan in his previous life, and now he has a pair of parents. This feeling is very strange.

"He's in the study, go see him, oh..." On this day of each year, my wife will keep herself in the room for a long time. She knows that the old man feels uncomfortable, but what if he is sad again?

Those who are alive still have to continue to live strong!

"I'm going to see him." Tong Jianye patted Guo Xiuchun on the shoulder to show comfort.

When he arrived outside the study room, he first yelled "father" softly. Seeing that there was no response from inside, he gently opened the door.

At this time, the old man was lying on the table with his chest. This shocked Tong Jianye, he hurried over to see the situation clearly, "Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Tong Huaide just felt a cramp in his chest. Now that he felt painful when he saw his little son coming, he barely sat upright and waved his hand, "I'm fine, I'm sick."

"Physical problems can be big or small, you must pay attention, or let's go to the hospital to check it." Tong Jianye felt a little uncomfortable when he cared about someone other than his wife and daughter for the first time.

"Well, okay, I see." The younger son seldom cared about himself so much. Tong Huaide was a little bit surprised and comforted. If he could see the younger son sensible in his lifetime, he would be able to smile at his death in the future. .

At this time, a photo on the table attracted Tong Jianye's attention, especially the name behind the photo that shocked him!

Seeing him staring at the photo on the table, Tong Huaide picked up the photo and handed it to him, "This is the only thing your eldest brother left me. Have you almost forgotten what he looks like?"

The younger son was only fifteen or six years old when the eldest son was sacrificed. It has been more than two decades that I have not been impressed.

In the past, every death day, the younger son knew that he was in a bad mood, so he never dared to come to the study to look for him.

This is the first time today for many years.

The only remaining picture of the eldest son was preserved intact, and he had never been willing to show it to others. Now it is the first time to let the younger son see it.

Tong Jianye wanted to ask the old man, is his eldest son's name Tong Jianye? But in order not to arouse suspicion, he can only hold the doubt in his stomach first.

After taking the photo, his heart was beating fiercely, and a premonition gradually emerged: If you look at this photo at this time, you will definitely find some truth.

At this moment, the old-fashioned clock on the table made a loud and strong sound, "Dang...dang...dang" knocked nine times.

With the sound of the bell, Tong Jianye slowly flipped through the photos, only to see an energetic young man leaping into his eyes, his pupils shrunk slightly, and many pictures of memories that did not belong to him suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Dad, do you think my military uniform looks good? I must learn from you and become a hero serving the motherland in the future!"

"Dad, when this war is over, I will accompany you and my mother! You have to take care of your body and wait for me to come back!"

Immediately afterwards, on the banks of the Yalu River, there was a fierce war...

Tong Jianye touched his temples unconsciously, only feeling a splitting headache.

"Jianguo, what's the matter with you?" Tong Huaide hurriedly asked when seeing him suddenly pale.

"I'm fine, but my head hurts suddenly." Tong Jianye endured the pain and took a deep breath.

Until all the pictures gradually disappeared, the headache that followed did not disappear.

He raised his head and looked at the old man intricately, then returned the photo in his hand.

"Brother's... photos, please put them away."

The extra memories in my mind are very clear, as if they happened yesterday. He did not expect that... he was the eldest son mentioned in the old population-Tong Jianye.

To be precise, after he was sacrificed on the battlefield, he passed through to later lives. As he grows older, his memories of the past are gradually forgotten. If he hadn't returned to this era and met his parents again, he would never be able to find it. Segments of lost memories.

The old man took the photo back, carefully put it back in the wooden box, raised his eyes and said, "If you have a headache, go to sleep, and call you when you eat."

Every time the youngest son came to him, it was a virtue. He would hide when he saw work and pretend to be sick when he saw something. He had long been used to it.

"No, I just take it easy, I'll go see if there is anything I need help from mom."

Now that he knows his true identity, Tong Jianye feels a sense of timidity in his hometown. He doesn't know how to face his biological father for the time being.

Especially today is my death day.

Tong Huaide was really unable to adapt to his son suddenly being so sensible. Five seconds later, he nodded, "...well, go."

Knowing that Tong Yan had returned to the city from the countryside, the old man came out of the study early.

This is the first time Tong Yan has met an old man. She was sitting in the yard helping her mother pick vegetables. Seeing Tong Huaide coming out of the room, she quickly put down the vegetables in her hand and stood up to say hello, "Grandpa, long time no see. "

As the voice looked over, Tong Huaide narrowed his eyes slightly and recognized him after watching for a long time, "Yan Yan?"

Not only has the child turned white, his temperament is also more outstanding than before.

"Well, grandpa." She didn't dare to be too lively, that was too inconsistent with the original persona, everything could only be as long as Japan.

On a day like today, in addition to Tong’s family, two of Tong Huaide’s old comrades also came. One of them was the direct leader of "Tong Jianye" before his death. Father Song.

The two old people knew that Mr. Tong was in a bad mood today, so they would come to accompany him on this day every year.

When the old man Wang saw Tong Jianye, he couldn't help but look at it twice, and he couldn't help but muttered: Although the youngest son of the Tong family has nothing to do, his temperament is more and more like his older brother.

The three old people sat in the yard drinking tea and chatted about the juniors.

When it comes to juniors, the old man of the Song family is most proud. The four sons in the family are all promising. Even the grandchildren are better than the children of other families. This is enough for him to show off for three days and three nights.

Speaking of grandchildren, he couldn't help but look at Tong Yan a few times and tentatively said: "Yan Yan, this child is really getting more and more beautiful. Is she going back to the city?"

Tong Huaide didn't know what he was making. He picked up his teacup and took a sip before answering: "Well, I came back after a serious illness over there."

This reason is what Tong Jianye told the old man that the strange changes in Tong Yan's body are considered seriously ill...

It's just that the truth of the matter cannot be known to the elderly.

When Grandpa Song heard that he was sick, he felt anxious, "Are you recovering from the illness now?"

"Okay, it's okay."

"Then... if you have time, you can ask our family Chengjun to go out to relax. They haven't seen each other for a long time, so it's so boring to stay at home." When he thought of grandson's marriage, Mr. Song was really upset.

"Her brother can accompany her to relax, so she won't bother Chengjun." Tong Huaide said tactfully, obviously not wanting his granddaughter to have anything to do with Song Chengjun anymore.

Father Song didn't expect that he would be so shameless, and his face immediately sank. The old man sitting at the side saw some swords drawn between the two, so he hurriedly came out to ease the atmosphere, "Yan Yan is really the eighteenth change. I don’t think there is a girl more beautiful than her in the entire military area. The art troupe is now recruiting people, I don’t know. Is this kid interested?"

Mr. Wang's daughter works in the military art troupe, and now he is trying to cultivate a few good seedlings. This can be regarded as a gift to the Buddha by borrowing flowers.

Tong Huaide listened and immediately put down his tea cup and became interested, "Is this true?"

The literary and artistic soldiers are also soldiers, and send the child to the army, so that there is no need to worry about the younger son and the daughter-in-law talking to his granddaughter.

"That must be true. You don't know that my eldest daughter works in the regiment."

"Okay, I ask her if she is interested."

It wasn't until the night that the guests were sent away, and Tong Huaide told the art troupe to the four people in front of him. Tong Yan blinked after hearing it, and didn't know how to react.

She had imagined countless futures before, but she never thought about joining the art troupe.