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One thousand seven hundred and sixty-three chapters: Motherland - the way home from a dream (thirty-

The Zhao family lived in a soil embryo house, surrounded by a circle of fences, and in the small yard, various side dishes were grown.

When Zhao Tiedan was sent to the past, he found himself standing in front of his house.

He, can he really see Cuicui again?

Zhao Tiedan was excited and wanted to go in impatiently, but just as he was about to open his feet, it seemed like he weighed a thousand pounds.

What time is it now?

How is Tracy?

Has the baby in your belly been born? Boy or girl?

How are they doing now?

Zhao Tiedan's mood is very complicated, this is probably the cowardice of the nostalgia.

Taking a deep breath, he finally walked over. As soon as he walked in, he saw a four or five-year-old boy standing in the yard with a stick, gesturing hard.

The boy's eyebrows are beautiful, he is probably well-raised, his cheeks are full of baby fat, and his eyes are very smart.

Hearing the sound from the door, the boy's movements stopped, and at a glance, he saw a big strange man standing at the door.

Seeing someone he didn't know, the boy blinked and asked suspiciously, with a tender voice: "Who are you? Is there anything wrong?"

Zhao Tiedan stared at the boy and did not speak for a long time.

The boy tilted his head: "You are so strange, why don't you speak, can't you speak?" Thinking that the person in front of him might not be able to speak, Zhao Niannian felt a little sympathetic. He had seen people in the next village who couldn't speak, and it was very pitiful.

Zhao Tiedan said after a while, "I'm looking for Lin Cuicui."

The boy's eyes widened like grapes: "Are you looking for my mother?"

When the boy said the word "mum", Zhao Tiedan was shocked, and the guess he had made when he saw the boy was confirmed at once.

His chest heaved slightly, calming his mood. His eyes were sore, but he didn't want to look away. He walked over and squatted in front of the child's door: "Your mother is Lin Cuicui? What's your name?"

The boy said, "Yes, that's my mother's name. Don't you know who I am? My name is Zhao Niannian."

Zhao Tiedan murmured, "Zhao Niannian, so your name is Zhao Niannian."

"Yeah, it's the name my mother gave me. Who the hell are you? I've never seen you before." Zhao Niannian asked in a milky voice. He circled around Zhao Tiedan and looked at him. He stretched out his small hand and touched the clothes on his body, "Are you a military uniform? Are you a soldier?"

Zhao Tiedan nodded.

Zhao Niannian looked at Zhao Tiedan even more eagerly: "You are really a soldier. You look so good in a military uniform. When I grow up, I want to be a soldier and wear a good-looking uniform."

As he spoke, he leaned into Zhao Tiedan's ear and whispered, "Secretly tell you, my father is also a soldier."

The boy's face was full of pride.

Zhao Tiedan's fingertips trembled, and his throat was slightly hoarse.

"Your father is a soldier?"

"Yes."

"Then what about your father?"

Zhao Niannian's face twitched slightly, a little unhappy, and whispered: "My mother said that my father sacrificed. He will not come back."

The child's little face was a little melancholy: "I have never seen my father, nor have I seen him in a military uniform. Uncle, if my father wears a military uniform, he must be as good-looking as you."

Zhao Tiedan wanted to reach out and touch the child's head, but he couldn't bring up the courage. His voice was hoarse: "Then don't you blame your father? Don't you blame him for not coming back?"

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