The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

After standing on the balcony for a while, Ye Jian dried his hair a little and went back to the room to blow-dry his hair. In less than two minutes, he fell asleep on the bed.

The sun is shining in Beijing these days. Dad Fu specially put the brand-new quilt in the sun yesterday, and the quilt cover was also washed and dried. They were all lazy, and fell asleep after a while.

Dad Fu, who returned to the room, was not very sleepy. He opened the drawer on the side of the desk and took out a yellowed photo from a diary. This was... the only photo of him and his wife, and he was going to stick it. To the photo above the marriage certificate.

In the photo, the wife's face is still the same, her bright eyes are squinting like autumn water, and she is very charming when she looks back.

Dad Fu looked at his wife in the photo with a deep gaze. Even if he had watched it thousands of times, he would never get tired of it.

I don't know how long I watched, Dad Fu closed his eyes gently, with a deep sadness on his face.

When you open it again, put the photo back again, and put it back in the drawer together with the diary.

The daughter didn't mention too much about herself, nor did she mention too much about her wife. In the evening... he should have asked carefully.

No matter what the result is, he has to ask.

Father said he was too persistent, which was not a good thing.

After more than 20 years, his obsession with his wife has become a habit. He is used to inquiring about his wife's whereabouts for a while, and even runs out to find his former comrades-in-arms.

It's a pity that the comrades in his wife's army at that time used pseudonyms, which is what they call "code names". Later, he thought that "Hongmei" might also be his wife's code name. Her real name is now. Never knew.

It's hard to find even the real name in the vast crowd, let alone a pseudonym... Fortunately, everything has its own set, and the nephew Jinnian met Jian'er, and today's reunion is possible.

And his father's reminder made him have to face a more cruel reality, one is... Hongmei remarried, the other is... Hongmei has passed away.

The latter was more cruel than the former, so much so that he only dared to think about the former, but not the latter.

However, the more I don't want to, the more I think about it in my heart.

In particular, his daughter avoided talking to his wife, which made him even more uneasy.

It's not that he didn't think about some things, but that he subconsciously refused to think about them.

"Hongmei, you have to be good, you must be good. I have treated you two mother and daughter badly for more than 20 years, but you can also scold me and beat me, just like before, you are angry. He'll even kick me up... I'm waiting for you to settle the bill."

Dad Fu looked at the diary in the open drawer, and after whispering softly, he slowly closed the drawer.

Outside, Mr. Fu was chatting with the two elders of the Qin family, and the last time Ye Jian came to Danguidan, Mr. Tang and Professor Su who were seen in the car were chatting.

Although the old man has no children or descendants to accompany him, his life is still very fulfilling on weekdays. People often come to the Aerospace Academy and sometimes the research center. Occasionally, he needs to attend several important meetings. At home, I would meet three or five friends to hang out and play chess. They are all the seniors of Bogutongjin, and they are not alone when they get together for a while.

Although not alone, but without children and grandchildren to accompany him in the end, it is a bit colder.