A 1970s mom raises a cute baby, and a crazy boss spoils her

Xu Huaian subconsciously looked at his right arm, and there was indeed a crescent-shaped birthmark there.

"That should be the case. This mark has been there since I can remember."

Yun Runtong took a deep breath and felt a sense of unreality as if he was dreaming.

"Can I see this mark?"

This request was somewhat strange, but the other party was also a man, and a leader with a higher military rank than himself, so Xu Huaian agreed.

He unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the crescent mark on his right arm.

Yun Runtong came closer and looked at it carefully.

Although the temperature in the plane was just right, beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead and slid down his skin.

His expression gradually changed from nervous to excited.

Countless times in my dreams, I dreamed that I would find my missing son by relying on this crescent-shaped birthmark, but I never expected that one day it would come true.

Back then, when Zhou Zhou was first lost, he was afraid that he would forget what the birthmark looked like, so he carefully drew it down. He would often take it out to look at it, and record it over and over again, for fear that he would forget it.

Finally one day, he found the child with the help of this special mark.

Yes, he was almost 80% certain that this young man was his son who had been missing for more than 20 years.

Although as he grew up, the mark grew a lot.

But same position, exactly the same shape, how could such a coincidence happen?

He remembered what his wife said that year, Runtong, that child looks a bit like you when you were young, and has a similar temperament as well.

They once passed each other, but missed each other.

If they had verified it at that time, would they have been able to find him earlier?

Thinking of this, Yun Runtong's hands began to tremble slightly. He felt a little overwhelmed, not knowing how to face this son who had been lost for more than 20 years.

He wanted to tell him everything right away, but he felt that this was not the right environment.

More importantly, he was not mentally prepared and felt that all language had become pale.

So he wanted to take a roundabout way to get closer to him first, shorten the distance, and then talk about other things.

Seeing that he was no longer looking at him, Xu Huaian rolled up his sleeves, buttoned his clothes, and sat up straight.

"This mark is quite special. By the way, I haven't asked your name yet?"

"My name is Xu Huaian."

"Hello, Xu Huaian, my name is Yun Runtong."

Yun Runtong took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, then extended his right hand to him for a handshake, with a serious look on his face.

Xu Huaian was immediately startled. Not only him, but also the other soldiers and guards in the front and back seats were secretly crying groundhogs in their hearts.

What kind of identity is this kid that deserves the leader to introduce himself to him in such a humble manner?

Yun Runtong kept his hand outstretched, waiting for Xu Huaian.

Xu Huaian was flattered and reached out to shake Yun Runtong's hand.

The moment their hands were clasped, Yun Runtong's eyes became moist. He had waited for this moment for too long. He held his son's hand tightly and did not want to let go.

How many thirty years does a person have in his life? He thought he would never see his son again in this lifetime.

After all, God did not treat him unfairly. He sent him back when he was in despair.

He was supposed to stay in Guangdong Province for a day today, but he received a sudden notice to rush back to Beijing.

Perhaps it was God's will. On an ordinary day, he took a plane and met an interesting young man, who turned out to be the son he had been looking for for so many years.

Xu Huaian originally thought that a handshake would be enough, but Yun Runtong didn't let go. His palms were sweating from the handshake, and he pulled back in embarrassment.

Yun Runtong let go reluctantly.

"I hear your accent sounds a bit like someone from the Northeast?" Yun Run has been in the Shenyang Military Region for many years and is very sensitive to this accent. He clearly remembers that the nanny in his family was from the Northeast.

So he chose to stay in the Shenyang Military Region for so many years, just to make it easier to find his child.

“Well, I’m from the Northeast.”

"What year were you born?"

"Four or eight years."

The timing matched, and Yun Runtong tightened his grip a little more.

"You're alone outside, your parents must be very worried, right? Do you have any brothers or sisters at home?" Yun Runtong asked casually.

Xu Huaian felt a little awkward, as if this leader was checking his household registration.

But he still answered honestly: "I have four sisters in my family. I am the second oldest and the least favored one. I started working for myself at the age of sixteen, and I am quite comfortable."

Yun Runtong felt a pang of pain in his heart as he listened to his calm words.

Are you making a living on your own at the age of sixteen?

"Your parents... treat you badly?" When he asked this question, he suppressed the pain in his heart and clenched his fists.

Xu Huaian didn't want to talk too much with outsiders, and only said: "It's always difficult to keep a bowl of water even."

Yun Runtong saw that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions.

But he was even more certain in his heart that Xu Huaian was his long-lost son.

Everything will have to wait until he has verified it before a conclusion can be reached.

Yun Runtong suddenly thought of something and said, "You and Qinghuan are destined to be together. Her uncle is my old partner and she often came to our compound to play when she was a child.

My husband likes this girl very much. He personally arranged with her mother to make her our daughter-in-law.

I didn’t expect that after all these twists and turns, you two would end up together.”

The daughter-in-law that Zhiqiu had personally chosen did not marry his stepson, but instead brought their biological son back home.

Fate played a big joke on them.

Yun Runtong felt more grateful towards Gu Qinghuan.

This time when he is transferred back to Beijing, he will do his best to coordinate and redress the family's grievances as soon as possible.

Xu Huaian didn't know the inside story, and after hearing Yun Runtong's words, alarm bells rang in his heart.

Gu Qinghuan and Yun Nianzhou grew up together as childhood sweethearts and were once engaged.

If Yun Nianzhou had not broken off the engagement and pushed the original Gu Qinghuan to Xujiatun, he would not have waited for the current Gu Qinghuan.

What does Yun Runtong mean by saying this?

However, the loser does not lose the formation.

"Yes, if your son hadn't broken up the marriage, I wouldn't have been able to wait for Qing Huan. Everything is destined by God."

Yun Runtong could sense his jealousy and a bit of unhappiness, and couldn't help but laugh. This kid really cared about his wife and was so infatuated. He must be a member of their Yun family.

"Haha, it's that bastard in my family who has no taste. You and Qinghuan are a perfect match." Yun Runtong followed his words.

That’s good enough, Xu Huaian is satisfied.

No matter what, Gu Qinghuan belongs to him, and it’s useless for others to think about it.

The two of them talked a lot about this topic. When Xu Huaian mentioned Gu Qinghuan, he became much gentler.

Yun Runtong was also willing to go along with him, and the two had a very pleasant conversation.

The more they talked and the more they understood, Yun Runtong became more and more relieved. Although the child had left them when he was young and lived in a foreign land, the child had grown up to be what he had hoped for.

Sincerity, generosity, and integrity.

He believed that his wife would be very relieved if she knew it.

The two of them were talking to themselves, and the people around them were shocked. When did the leader become so considerate? Why was he so polite to a young man?

Time passed quickly while we were chatting, and the plane landed smoothly at Beijing Airport.

"Commander Yun, goodbye." Xu Huaian stood up and said goodbye politely.

Yun Runtong opened his mouth to keep him and wanted to tell him everything immediately, but now with only a mark and no convincing evidence, it would be in vain no matter how much he said.

He told himself: Yun Runtong, wait a little longer, there is a long way to go.

After he found out the whole story, he personally confessed his mistakes to his son and asked for his forgiveness.

"Huai'an, goodbye. Don't lose the phone number I gave you. Be sure to keep in touch. Can I come to school to find you when I have time?"

Yun Runtong's reluctance didn't seem fake, and Xu Huaian was a little touched. They met by chance, but he didn't expect that this leader would be reluctant to part with him.

"Okay! No problem." Xu Huaian nodded in agreement. He thought Yun Runtong just said it casually and never thought that they would really meet again.

After saying goodbye, he left quickly, leaving Yun Runtong feeling lost.

The child was found, but he couldn't recognize him immediately. It was really difficult for him.

As soon as Yun Run arrived in Beijing and arranged the transfer, he immediately found someone he trusted to investigate Xu Huaian's situation. At the same time, he also got Xu Huaian's resume in the army.

Xu Huaian was specially recruited into the army at the age of sixteen. He performed outstandingly in the army and was promoted many times. He participated in hundreds of missions of all sizes and won thirty-two third-class merits, twelve second-class merits, and even one first-class merit.

He was promoted to battalion commander at the age of 24. He led his subordinates to attack the Vietnamese soldiers many times. In the Guangdong army, he was the well-deserved uncrowned king.

At the same time, he was also the only survivor of the 715 incident that shocked the whole country.

Unfortunately, after the July 715 incident, his mental state deteriorated greatly. He lost control of his emotions and was forced to retire after accidentally injuring his teammates.

The two years in between were blank.

It was not until the beginning of last year that Xu Huaian officially joined the Ministry of National Defense, also through special recruitment.

It is clearly recorded in his resume that Xu Huaian once led a six-man special operations team to fight against terrorists. He single-handedly held back hundreds of terrorists for five days and five nights without closing his eyes, buying time for his comrades to counterattack and wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop.

In the same year, he led 15 extremely elite special operations teams and made great contributions to the special operations cause.

He also achieved the first place in the selection of workers, peasants and soldiers in the whole army and became a worker, peasant and soldier college student majoring in mechanical engineering at Huaqing University.

Resumes usually only have plain and straightforward words, but the people who write them obviously favor him.

I use exclamatory words many times in it, for I am afraid that my description is not clear enough and cannot depict his bravery and excellence.

His resume is to be continued. He has created one miracle after another, and there may be more in the future.

Yun Runtong held the thick stack of resumes in his hand and couldn't calm down for a long time.

He thought this child would be excellent, but he didn't expect him to be so outstanding.

As a father, he was very proud to have such a wonderful child. Despite the lack of love, he still exercised self-discipline and grew into a towering tree.

But at the same time, he felt extremely sad and blamed himself.

On the plane, he said that the bowl of water is always uneven, although simple, it fully expressed his own difficulties.

Who can love other people's children as if they were their own? First of all, he himself couldn't do it. Yun Nianzhou called him dad for more than 20 years, but he never treated him as his own son.

Judging from one's own experience, one can imagine what kind of life Xu Huaian would have in other families.

Especially that family, and his three children.

Think about it, what was Yun Nianzhou doing at the age of sixteen? I remember that he should be in high school. Because he drove the family car and ran away with his classmates without permission, he was searched for a day and a night at home.

He doesn't study hard, spends money like water, is competitive, vain, and selfish.

At this moment, Yun Runtong's guilt and resentment reached their peak at the same time.

He raised other people's sons with good food and drink, while his own son suffered in an unknown place.

God is really blind.

He was recruited into the army at the age of sixteen, even though he was not yet of military age. What on earth did he go through?

This resume looks bright and flawless, but as a father, all he sees is oppression. Countless military exploits were achieved at the cost of one's life. That child, how hard must he have worked to get to where he is today!

A child without an umbrella has to run hard, but if there is someone to shelter him from the wind and rain, he will feel more relaxed.

It was his fault as a father.

Yun Runtong locked himself up and cried quietly.

He didn't even dare to tell his wife about this right away, fearing that she wouldn't be able to bear it.

The person he sent to investigate came back after half a month.

He brought back Xu Huaian's life experience in Xujiatun, as well as two important pieces of news.

One is that Xu Huaian’s mother, Liu Guifang, returned to her parents’ home and lived there for a while the year she gave birth to him.

Coincidentally, that year, Liu Guifang's aunt, who had been married for many years, suddenly returned home.

There seems to be some clues hidden in all these coincidences.

Yun Runtong only knew that the nanny in the family was called Aunt Chun, and her real name was unknown. The house was hit by a flood, and only she and her daughter were left, and they came to their house out of desperation.

She took good care of Yunmu, and Yunmu treated Aunt Chun very well. She worked at home for several years without making any major mistakes.

Later, when they gave birth to Zhou Zhou, they felt at ease letting her help take care of the child.

Who would have thought that what happened later would happen.

Fortunately, the visitor brought back a photo of Aunt Liu Guifang.

Although people may have changed a lot after twenty or thirty years, Yun Runtong still recognized the woman at a glance. Her face had many more wrinkles, she looked old and had a hunched back, but her eyes could not deceive anyone. She was the Aunt Chun he had been looking for for thirty years.

If he had known this would happen, he would have definitely questioned her about her background.

For so many years, relying on a portrait of her and her Northeastern accent, the couple searched for her in the Northeast like looking for a needle in a haystack, but there was no news. She actually moved back to the countryside and lived in hiding. No wonder they couldn't find her.

At this point, Yun Runtong was completely certain that Xu Huaian's child was his son.

Even though he had expected it, when it was confirmed, the surprise of getting it back still filled his heart.

He immediately went home and shared the news with his wife.

When Liang Zhiqiu knew that his son had been found, he was completely stunned and tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Runtong, you didn't lie to me, did you? Have you confirmed that it is really our Jiuzhou? Take me to find him, right now! I want to see him right away!"

As soon as Liang Zhiqiu realized what was going on, he immediately went out to find the child, overjoyed.

Yun Runtong held her back and said, "Don't worry. Actually, I have seen that child half a month ago... It was during that meeting that I had some suspicions in my mind, so I sent someone to check and finally confirmed it.

You’ve actually met him before.”

"I have seen him? Who was it?" Liang Zhiqiu couldn't believe that his son had passed by him before, but he didn't recognize him?

"Do you still remember the man who attended Nianzhou's wedding with Qinghuan?

I remember you said at that time that he was a bit like me when I was young, and his temperament was similar, upright and serious, like he had served in the army.

At that time, we were so busy dealing with the unexpected events at the wedding that we didn't have time to talk to them and missed it so regretfully.

Somehow, God gave us another chance.

On the plane that day, when I saw him, I felt so friendly and asked him to sit down.

We talked a lot and I think this young man is really excellent and I like him very much.

Later, the waiter spilled the water, and when he took off his shirt, I accidentally saw the crescent mark on his hand.

Everything is God's will. After so many years of persistence, our hard work has finally paid off.

Zhiqiu...Zhiqiu, don't be like this..."

Liang Zhiqiu slapped himself twice hard and kept slapping himself.

Yun Runyi held Liang Zhiqiu's hand and controlled her.

"Runtong, I'm not a good mother. I should have thought of that when I first saw that child!

He looks so much like you when you were young, and his every move is very similar. Why didn't I ask about his situation at the time? We missed each other for almost two years."

Liang Zhiqiu didn't care about his manners. He knelt on the ground and cried at the top of his lungs.

"What have I done! I should have thought of that!"

...

Yun Runtong knew that she had a lot of emotions that needed to be vented, so he didn't stop her and let her cry.

When she stopped, she comforted him, "Zhiqiu, this is not your fault. If we are wrong, we are all wrong. What matters now is how to make it up to the child."

"You're right!" Liang Zhiqiu wiped away his tears.

The couple wanted to understand Xu Huaian's past experiences clearly before considering how to tell him about it.

Yun Runtong proudly placed Xu Huaian's resume in front of his wife.

Liang Zhiqiu almost cried and laughed at the same time as he finished reading this perfect resume with full of contradictions.