Reborn in the 1970s, the cold soldier is a bit sweet

Chu Xingchen shook his head helplessly, lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman who seemed to be still having a sweet dream. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. After gently kissing her forehead, he quietly took out the arm she was holding before planning to When she got up, she opened her eyes in confusion.

Wang Xiaoxiao glanced sleepily at the sky outside the window and muttered: "You got up so early."

After saying that, he closed his eyes again, groped forward and lay in his arms.

Chu Xingchen paused, touched her head, and said softly: "Get some sleep."

The sight of her little birdie made him feel itchy in his heart, and he couldn't help but stroke her hair.

Wang Xiaoxiao was thinking about him: "Why are you going so early?"

Chu Xingchen replied: "I want to go to the hospital to see Yang Xiangdong."

Wang Xiaoxiao let out a soft "Oh", slowly let go of him, turned over, ran to the other side of the bed, and fell asleep again.

Chu Xingchen smiled silently, covered her with quilt, and got up gently.

When I arrived at the hospital, it was not yet six o'clock. I thought Yang Xiangdong had not woken up, but when I arrived in the ward, I saw that he was already leaning on the bedside eating breakfast.

Yesterday at noon, Yang Xiangdong woke up. After a day of rest, he was in much better spirits. When his friend came a day later, he complained: "I thought you had forgotten me."

Chu Xingchen...

"How is your health?"

Yang Xiangdong said: "It's not bad. It will be alive and kicking after a few days."

He pointed to the breakfast on the table and asked, "Want some?"

Chu Xingchen shook his head: "No, I will go back to the team to eat later."

He pulled a stool and sat down by the bed. After Yang Xiangdong finished eating, he asked, "What happened that day? Why were others chasing him?"

Yang Xiangdong spread his hands: "It's a long story."

Chu Xingchen:...

"Then make a long story short."

Yang Xiangdong put away his careless expression and became serious: "Old Chu, I checked the matter you asked me to check, but I also found some interesting things later."

Chu Xingchen paused and motioned for him to continue with his eyes.

Yang Xiangdong collected his thoughts and said, "I went to your village first and learned from Liu Xiaoya's mother that Liu Xiaoya is indeed not her biological daughter, but a child of the Zhou family in Beijing."

"Aunt Liu and the old lady from the Zhou family were close friends. They got lost during the war, but later they somehow got in touch."

"Back then, the second wife of the Zhou family was supposed to give birth to a pair of twins. One was secretly given to Aunt Liu by Madam Zhou and asked to help raise her, claiming to be her child, while the other stayed with the Zhou family."

"Liu Xiaoya's mother doesn't know much. I got the address of the old lady of the Zhou family from her."

Speaking of this, Yang Xiangdong felt a little ashamed: "But when I rushed to Fu Province, I didn't see the old lady from the Zhou family."

He gritted his teeth: "There are many people hiding around the old house of the Zhou family. Mrs. Zhou rarely goes out. It is said that even if she goes out, she will be followed by many people."

"I originally planned to stay in Fuzhou for a while and try to find a way to meet the old lady of the Zhou family, but I only stayed for two days before I was hunted down. I fled all the way, and those people were chasing me all the way. .”

Thinking of this escape journey, Yang Xiangdong couldn't help but have a runny nose and burst into tears. It was so damn miserable.

Chu Xingchen looked at him: "Do you know the person who is chasing you?"

"I don't know yet." Yang Xiangdong thought for a while and expressed his guess: "I suspect that he is from the Zhou family."

He raised his head and looked at Chu Xingchen: "I discovered something strange. It is said that those people in the dark of the Zhou family's old house are there to protect Mr. Zhou's safety, but to me they look more like they are used to imprison them."

Chu Xingchen's deep eyes flashed with dark fire, and he already had a vague guess in his heart.

"Okay, I know this. Leave the rest to me. You can take good care of yourself."

He stood up as he spoke and glanced at the person lying on the hospital bed: "I will train you personally after I am discharged from the hospital."

The previous sentence successfully made Yang Xiangdong laugh. He secretly celebrated that he could finally relax. But before he was happy for two seconds, he was interrupted by Chu Xingchen's last sentence.

He laughed "haha" twice: "Old Chu, you are so busy with training, I think..."

Before the last word "already" was uttered, he was interrupted by Chu Xingchen: "Think about what would have happened to you if I hadn't arrived in time that day?"

In one sentence, Yang Xiangdong was successfully silenced. Whenever his friends arrived late that day, he went to report to the King of Hell.

Chu Xingchen stared at him with a bit of hatred: "You usually fool around with training matters just because you are a civil servant. Is it okay to go on like this? What will you do if the same thing happens next time?"

Friends are too weak and must be improved. For people like them, ability is a life-saver.

Yang Xiangdong's face was instantly filled with sorrow. He was like this. How could he be able to carry him for a whole day in the hands of Chu Xingchen? Oh, oh, oh, it would be great if he could stay in the hospital all the time.

Chu Xingchen ignored the slinging face, turned around and left. After arriving at the army, he went directly to the military prison.

Zhou Xueer has been imprisoned for a long time. Although she enjoys a prison by herself, the environment inside is not good at all. She is already in dire straits, but she still has some backbone, and she keeps saying nothing.

When she heard the cell door being opened, she looked up blankly. When she saw the person, her originally dull eyes fluctuated slightly, and then she lowered her head.

Chu Xingchen stared at her condescendingly: "Should I call you Zhou Xueer or Liu Xiaoya?"

When she heard the long-lost name "Liu Xiaoya", her hands hanging on her sides tightened uncontrollably, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Captain Chu is joking."

Chu Xingchen saw the movements of her hands and confirmed his guess. He pulled up a chair and sat down slowly, then continued: "The stand-in is still the stand-in no matter how long you work."

"I think you will never forget Zuo Songteng. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be Zhou Xue'er."

Worried that talking too much would expose her flaws, Zhou Xueer simply kept her mouth shut. As long as she firmly believed, who could say no? As long as the Zhou family did not fall, she would definitely be rescued.

Chu Xingchen was too lazy to beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "The one who died was Zhou Xueer, and you are Liu Xiaoya."

The person who originally planned to remain silent became increasingly uglier after hearing this: "Why do you say that? I am Zhou Xue'er. As for Liu Xiaoya, I don't know her at all."

"My identity is known to my family, so I don't need to worry about it, Captain Chu."

Chu Xingchen ignored these words and asked, "Actually, I'm curious about something. Your mother clearly gave birth to twins, why did you have to give away one? It's not like your Zhou family can't afford to raise two children. "

Zhou Xueer remained silent, with a rare flash of confusion in her eyes.