Two generations of military wives compete for time

Dad Qian took Yuanyuan's hand and walked into the living room. Yuanyuan was a little scared when she saw this person and turned around and wanted to go back.

Professor Chen walked up to him and asked, "Are you Yuanyuan?" "Zhuoran, Brother Zhuoran." Yuanyuan grabbed Professor Chen's hand, feeling happy and excited. Suddenly, she looked at Qian's father and said, "I have two brothers Zhuoran." Everyone present was stunned.

Yuanyuan lined up Dad Qian and Professor Chen, and circled around them while clapping her hands.

Hao Xia's sister-in-law interrupted: "I'm right, they must be twins." Then she pulled Qian Yiyun over and let everyone see their eyebrows and eyes to see if they look very similar.

Everyone talked at once and agreed with what Sister-in-law Hao Xia said.

Grandma Lu Jingde took out an exquisite little wooden box from her bag and opened it. Inside was a silver longevity lock and inside the lock was a baby photo of the twins.

Qian Yiyun exclaimed: "Dad, take out your share and let everyone see it." Dad Qian expressionlessly put the small cloth bag that Grandma Qian left for him before she died on the coffee table and opened it. There was the same longevity lock and the same photo.

Grandma Lu Jingde recounted the story of her adoption of Chen Zhuoran, which was basically consistent with what Grandma Qian said, except that Grandma Qian did not use the name "Excellent" for Dad Qian.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise and disbelief, unable to believe that all this was true.

After a long silence, Uncle Chen Haoyu spoke up: "This is easy. Collect samples and do a DNA test in Hong Kong."

"Why spend that money? So what if they are twins? One is a university professor, the other is an illiterate farmer. They can just live their own lives." Dad Qian muttered to himself.

Qian Yiyun said unconvincedly: "My dear, we are connected by blood. Don't you want to know where your roots are?" Qian Yizhen patted Qian Yiyun on the shoulder: "Take your time, don't rush."

"Yuanyuan, I'm sorry for making you suffer over the years." Chen Zhuoran stood in front of Yuanyuan and said guiltily.

"During the Cultural Revolution, in order to protect my adoptive parents from persecution, I married the daughter of the director of the Revolutionary Committee against my will and betrayed you. Later, I was labeled a rightist, my ex-wife divorced me, and I was kicked out of the university campus and sent to work in the countryside. During that time, I went to look for you, but I learned that you were sick and missing. I, I am so sorry for you."

Chen Zhuoran burst into tears and sobbed loudly, pouring out all the grievances and regrets he had accumulated over the years.

Yuanyuan stroked Chen Zhuoran's hair: "Don't cry, baby, don't cry." Chen Yalu hugged the two children: "It's all over, everything will be fine in the future." Everyone echoed, yes, yes, yes.

"Dad, dad, dad." Junhua pouted and made a ba-ba-ba sound. "Junhua can call dad now, that's great!" Qian Yiyun said excitedly.

"Brother-in-law, did you hear that? Your daughter is calling daddy!" Qian Yiyun looked around but did not see Ming Yuanhui.

Qian Yizhen said: "Ming Yuanhui will return to the army in three days. Today he went to his hometown to visit his parents."

Ming Yuanhui pushed open the door of his home, exhausted and dusty, and saw his father weaving baskets with willow branches, his mother sewing shoe soles, and his little nephew playing in the mud.

Ming's mother looked up and happily put down her needlework: "Old man, Huizi is back." The little nephew quickly threw away the mud and ran to find his parents and brother.

Soon, the eldest brother, eldest sister-in-law, and two nephews came to Ming Yuanhui. Ming Yuanhui gave the biscuits and candies he brought to the nephews, and took out several new clothes and a lot of gifts: "This is what Yizhen bought for you. See if it fits you."

Old Madam Ming immediately frowned: "You haven't broken up with that shameless second-married woman yet? You're going to piss me off to death!"

Ming Yuanhui was a little angry: "Mom, please don't slander her! Your granddaughter is already six months old." As he said that, he took out a photo of Junhua and the three of them from the upper left pocket of his military uniform and showed it to his mother and father.

Old Mrs. Ming grabbed the photo and said, "What are you looking at? It's just a girl. What's so good about it?" She tore the photo into pieces.

Ming Yuanhui was so angry that his face turned red. He picked up the broken pieces from the ground, took out thirty yuan and put it on the table, picked up his backpack and walked out. He bumped into his sister and brother-in-law who had just walked in. His sister was confused and asked, "You're leaving right after you got here?"

Ming Yuanhui waved to his sister and brother-in-law: "Sorry, let's talk about it later." He wiped his eyes, quickened his pace, walked out of the village, looked at the empty fields, ran all the way, and cried loudly.

When Ming Yuanhui got home, he was in low spirits. Qian Yizhen probably knew what had happened and consoled him: "Take your time. There will always be a day when your parents will accept me."

Junhua stood on the bed, holding Ming Yuanhui's arm, and shouted with her little mouth: "Dad." Ming Yuanhui excitedly hugged his daughter and shouted "Hey! Hey! Hey!" non-stop, and then lifted Junhua up high. Happiness is so simple.