Rebirth in the 70s: A rough man’s husband pinches his waist and dotes on him

Years ago, some residents on this street began to complain that the meat and vegetables frozen outside were missing. They thought there were thieves, so everyone stopped freezing things in the yard.

But one day, someone still called the police, saying that someone had broken into the house.

That day, Lin Qingping was taking Zhiyuan to prepare for a house cleaning, when she saw the police going door to door asking if anything was missing at home.

Lin Qingping didn't know it, but she thought about going to Gu Youlian's house to have a look. As expected, she saw that the windows of Gu Youlian's house had been pried open.

She quickly went into the house to check, but the house was in a mess.

The police asked her what she had lost, but she couldn't tell. This was Gu Youlian's home, not hers. How could she know? I can only write to ask her, but for now, I still have to sort out all the messed up things.

Starting from the living room and going to Gu Youlian's bedroom.

There were no shortage of large electrical appliances in the living room. Lin Qingping was only worried about whether Gu Youlian had left any cash at home. However, according to Gu Youlian's thrifty and cautious character, even if he left it, it wouldn't be much.

While she was tidying up, she was thinking randomly until she started to tidy up the desk in Gu Youlian's bedroom.

The locked drawer in the middle of the desk was not even opened. IDs and household registration books were scattered all over the floor. Lin Qingping put them away.

Two photo frames were also broken on the ground. One contained photos of Du Gen, Gu Youlian and Xiaomai, and the other frame contained a photo of the Gu family. It looked like it was taken when Gu Juncheng joined the army. The old couple of the Gu family were sitting, and Gu Juncheng and Gu Youlian were standing. In the back, Gu Juncheng was wearing a military uniform worn by newly enlisted soldiers, with a big red flower on his chest.

It was still a black and white photo at that time, but I could just imagine the color of the military uniform and how bright the big red flower on his chest was.

Lin Qingping felt deep sadness in her heart, so she picked up the glass, stacked the two photos, put them together with the ID, and prepared to put them back in the middle drawer.

When she opened the drawer, she found a pile of letters inside, which were also scattered. They were mostly sent to her by Du Gen from the south and were addressed to "Gu Youlian". However, one of them had a completely different handwriting from Du Gen's. The three characters "Gu Youlian", with silver hooks and iron strokes, are particularly vigorous and powerful.

This type of font is very familiar to her.

I don’t know how many times I’ve seen this in my life, it’s from Gu Juncheng.

There was also a stack of letters lying in the drawer of her home. She clearly remembered every word of each letter he wrote to her.

She picked out one letter from the pile, knowing that it was private and knowing that she and him had divorced, but she still opened the letter.

Zhiyuan waited for Lin Qingping in his yard for a long time and became a little anxious. He ran over to look for her and started shouting at the door, "Mom, Mom, are you okay?"

While shouting, he arrived at the door.

Lin Qingping was reading the letter when she heard the voice. She quickly put the letter away, stuffed it back into the envelope, and went out, "Here, I'm here."

Zhiyuan looked at her, a little worried, "Mom, are you crying?"

Lin Qingping wiped her face quickly. She was in such a hurry that she forgot to wipe her tears...

Yes, she cried, how could she not cry?

Gu Junchen was always a hurdle in her heart that she could never get over...

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Zhiyuan came forward, his eyes full of anxiety.

Lin Qingping tried her best to smile, "It's okay. I just took a look and it seems that my aunt's family has lost a lot of money. Your aunt's work has been in vain this year. I'm worried about her."

When Zhiyuan heard what was going on, he felt relieved and held her hand, "Mom, it doesn't matter. If the money is gone, you can make it again."

"Yes." Lin Qingping nodded and turned his face, but tears were still flowing down uncontrollably.

"Zhiyuan." She tried her best to pretend to be calm and pushed Zhiyuan away, "You go back and help mom clean the yard first. Auntie's place has to be cleaned for a while. We two will work hard to clean up both houses today. over."

"Okay." Zhiyuan was a child after all, so he didn't notice anything unusual, so he followed his instructions and went out.

Lin Qingping closed the door, turned around and leaned against the door, covering her face and crying, tears streaming down through her fingers.

For some people, just thinking about it makes their whole heart and lungs feel as if they are being clawed at.

Lin Qingping returned home with red and swollen eyes. Although she applied cold water to her eyes when she came out of Gu Youlian's house, it didn't help much.

When I walked to my yard, I heard a man's voice talking to Zhiyuan at home.

Her heart skipped a beat and she ran home.

When she opened the door and took a look, she saw a tall man in the room with his back to the door. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but her temperature suddenly dropped and she sank to the bottom.

Not Gu Juncheng.

At first glance, she was confused and excited when she saw a man, but at second glance, she knew that this figure from behind was definitely not Gu Juncheng...

She stood there, feeling cold.

But the man turned around and smiled at her, "Lin Qingping."

Zhiyuan also said, "Mom, Uncle Liang came to our house to help with the work and helped a lot!"

Lin Qingping nodded and smiled slightly, "It's the New Year, why don't you go back?"

Liang Jiaqi felt a little restrained, then smiled with a red face, "I won't go back to celebrate the New Year this year."

The kitchen was steaming, and Lin Qingping asked Zhiyuan, "Boiling water?"

Zhiyuan nodded, "Well, I'm going to cook dumplings."

As if he was afraid that she would be angry, he tried to say, "Mom, Uncle Liang has done a lot for us, shall we let him have dinner?"

"Aren't you going to cook dumplings for him?" Lin Qingping went into the kitchen to wash her hands.

Zhiyuan followed in, "Well, I don't know how to cook anything else."

Seeing that Lin Qingping didn't speak, he said again, "Mom, you're not angry, are you?"

"No." Lin Qingping washed her hands, "It's just that Mom feels a little tired today and wants to take a nap. You can eat by yourself."

"Oh, okay." Zhiyuan looked at her, still worried.

Lin Qingping was afraid that his child might have some knots in his heart, so he squeezed his face and said, "Stop cleaning the house. When I have a good rest, we will do it together tomorrow."

"it is good."

Zhiyuan answered from behind, but she went out. When she saw Liang Jiaqi, who was sitting, she immediately stood up and smiled at her with the clarity and innocence unique to a young brother.

She could only smile slightly and said, "I'll take a break while you and Zhiyuan eat dumplings."

Then, he turned around and went upstairs, locked himself in the room, covered his head and fell asleep. Even if he couldn't fall asleep, he had to cover his head, because with his head covered, there would be no crying.

But later, she really fell asleep, and she slept until night.

She opened her eyes, feeling confused as to what day it was. She was stunned for a while before she finally woke up and remembered what happened today.

The eye sockets ached again.

There was a soft sound outside, it should be Zhiyuan.

She wiped her eyes, got up, and opened the door. Sure enough, it was Zhiyuan lying at her door listening to the noise.

The door suddenly opened, startling Zhiyuan.

"Mom." Zhiyuan lowered his head anxiously, "Let me see if you are awake and are you hungry?"

Lin Qingping held his hand and said, "Let's go. What do you want to eat? Mom will cook it for you."