Reborn as a widow in the 70s

Seeing that his wife was back, Lu Aiguo immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously.

"How's it going? Ya Yazhao didn't do anything. What's that kid's name? Where is he from?"

Song Xiuxiu: "I didn't ask!"

"What?" Lu Aiguo asked in disbelief.

"Then what have you two been talking about in the yard for so long?"

Song Xiuxiu: "I am encouraging my daughter to be brave and pursue love!"

Hearing this, Lu Aiguo whispered: "You prodigal bitch!"

Although the voice was very low, Song Xiuxiu heard it very much.

Of course, she was not polite and kicked the man directly on the butt.

Of course, Lu Aiguo was not the one who suffered the loss. Just when Song Xiuxiu was about to go to bed, a dark figure pressed over...

Zhao Xuewen had just returned to the army. Before he could put down his luggage, he received an urgent mission to go to the aircraft factory to test-fly a newly developed fighter jet.

This task was originally performed by some experienced veteran pilots, but Zhao Xuewen had performed well in recent years and had excellent professional skills, so the superiors assigned this arduous task to him.

The test flight work is not just about flying for a while. After the flight, the aircraft designers have to point out the technical flaws and deficiencies.

Wait for them to improve before flying again.

In this way, Zhao Xuewen was delayed for more than two months at the aircraft factory.

When he came back and saw the letter and package from Yaya, he suddenly felt that something was wrong!

Zhao Xuewen felt that writing a letter was too slow and he couldn't wait.

So he dialed his home phone number.

Lu Aiguo was very surprised when he received a call from Zhao Xuewen.

"Is it urgent that you called home?"

Zhao Xuewen was equally surprised when he heard Lu Aiguo's voice: "Uncle Lu, why didn't you go to work today!"

Lu Aiguo: "Today is Sunday!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuewen remembered that today was actually a day off.

Lu Aiguo was too lazy to follow him and asked again: "Did something happen to you?"

Generally, Zhao Xuewen doesn't call home except during holidays, but always writes letters.

In fact, the main reason is that he doesn't want to look too special in the army.

That's why Lu Aiguo thought he had encountered some difficulty when he called suddenly today.

Zhao Xuewen quickly thought of a reason in his mind, and then said calmly.

"Uncle Lu, it's actually nothing serious."

"Our army held an amateur activity, asking each soldier to design a poster that can show the spirit of our new generation of pilots."

"This is for evaluation, so our leader attaches great importance to it, especially since he knows that I have practiced calligraphy, so he has high hopes for me."

"In order not to disappoint the leader, I just want to ask my aunt what should be paid attention to in the design of this poster."

After listening to what he said, Lu Aiguo immediately said: "What's the use of asking your aunt? She only makes clothes. You should ask Yaya about this."

Hearing this, Zhao Xuewen slapped his thigh fiercely, pretending to be enlightened.

"Yes, Uncle Lu, you are still wise, why didn't I think of that!"

"Is Yaya here? If not, forget it. I'll go to the city to consult with the middle school art teacher!"

Lu Aiguo, who was on the other end of the phone, said, "I have an art student at home, so why are you asking others?"

"She's at home. I'll call her over later!"

After saying that, he put the receiver aside and walked to the yard to call Yaya.

Yaya was surprised to hear the call from Zhao Xuewen.

During this time, she listened to her mother's advice and focused her attention on painting again, and her previously uneasy heart gradually calmed down.

He picked up the receiver and put it to his ear. When the familiar and expectant voice sounded from the ear, Yaya's peaceful heart began to throb again.

Seeing her father sitting nearby reading the newspaper, Yaya said politely, "Brother, what do you want from me?"

Zhao Xuewen asked in a low voice: "Is Uncle Lu nearby?"

"Ok!"

"Then I tell you to listen!"

Then Zhao Xuewen roughly told her the lie he had made up.

"You just need to intersperse a sentence or two about poster design from time to time. It's best to be professional, the kind that Uncle Lu can't understand!"

"Ok!"

Zhao Xuewen asked carefully after hearing Yaya's simple response.

"Ya Ya, are you angry?"

"I didn't mean not to reply to you. I went on a mission after I came back. I just came back today."

Yaya listened to his explanation. Although the expression on her face did not change, her heart felt much more relaxed.

"The overall design style should be simple and elegant, with a prominent theme."

"Yaya, I saw what you returned. I made it bit by bit with my own hands. Don't you like it?"

"No, I quite like that kind of thing, but it wouldn't be appropriate to put it on your army's promotional poster."

"Yaya, since you like it, how about I send it back to you?"

"Just figure it out!"

"Yaya, don't be angry. If I had known that you had written to me, I would have replied to you as soon as possible."

"The color contrast should be strong and have a visual impact."

"Also, when we parted that day, I didn't mean to neglect you. I was just afraid that Uncle Lu and the others would notice if I talked too much to you, and I was also afraid that you would be embarrassed, so I didn't dare to say goodbye to you. "

"Yaya, I've been thinking a lot these days. I really like you, and I'm pretty sure it's the kind between a man and a woman. I wonder how you're thinking about it!"

Yaya thought for a moment, then slowly said: "I like it too!"

As soon as the words finished, Yaya heard a lot of giggles on the other end of the phone.

Just by listening to the voice, Yaya could guess that Zhao Xuewen must be looking particularly funny now!

After the laughter gradually subsided, Zhao Xuewen continued: "Ya Ya, can I write you a letter?"

Yaya said in a brisk tone: "This plan is good, let's follow it!"

After saying that, he was about to hang up the phone, but was stopped by Lu Aiguo.

"Now that you've finished talking about your business, I still have something to say to Xuewen!"

Yaya was afraid that if Zhao Xuewen didn't know that there was a new person on the phone, he would reveal the truth.

So she immediately said into the phone: "Brother, my dad has something to do with you!"

After speaking, he handed the phone to Lu Aiguo.

Lu Aiguo took the receiver and motioned Yaya to go out with his eyes.

Now that the matter was over, he had no reason to stay here anymore, so Yaya had to reluctantly walk out.

After confirming that Yaya was gone, Lu Aiguo said to the phone.

"Xuewen, let me tell you something!"

"Uncle Lu, what's wrong?"

"Ya Ya is in love!"

"what?!"

"You're also surprised, aren't you! The problem is that Yaya won't tell who the other party is, and your aunt won't ask. She won't let me ask. She said she wanted to give Yaya a private space. Yaya has listened to you the most since she was a child. You can help me. Let me find out who that boy is!"

"If that person can't do it, I'll get rid of him first behind Yaya's back!"

Zhao Xuewen asked guiltily: "Uncle Lu, how do you plan to deal with that kid!"

Lu Aiguo thought for a while: "I haven't thought about it yet, but at the very least, one of his legs will be broken!"

Hearing this, Zhao Xuewen subconsciously rubbed his thigh, and then said softly: "Uncle Lu, you are too violent!"