Rebirth of a Military Marriage: Three Thousand Lovers: Starting with Three Cubs

Huang Wen and his team members left Xiaotangshan Village first.

When Zhuang Luming and his party were seeing them off at the village entrance, Yu Lingze was speechless when he saw the three of them staggering around.

Huang Wu held Huang Wen's sleeve and was reluctant to let go.

He was too afraid that his eldest brother would become estranged from him after recognizing him as his biological father and brother.

He was even more afraid that his elder brother would resent his parents' favoritism.

Huang Wen rubbed Huang Wu's head hard, just like he did when he was a child.

"I've thought about it, you should write a letter to tell my parents about me. I don't know how to tell them."

Huang Wu said "hmm".

"Brother, don't blame mother. She is a little biased, but she still cares about you in her heart."

Huang Wu forced a smile.

"I know. You have made contributions to this village, so life won't be too hard. When there is a chance, I will find a way to get you back to the city.

You are already old enough, go back to the city and find a wife."

Huang Wu stretched out his voice in embarrassment, "Hey, brother! What are you talking about? You haven't married yet, how can it be my turn?"

Huang Wen is already 24 years old, and his family is not in a hurry to find him a wife.

It turned out that he was very busy in the army and didn't think it was a big deal.

Now I understand that his mother was afraid that after he got married, he would no longer send his allowance home.

He grew up in a family full of calculations and exploitation.

Huang Wen felt bitter in his heart and could only smile bitterly.

Yu Lingze stuffed a large cloth bag of food into Huang Wen's arms.

“Everything in here can be stored, so you can keep it and eat it slowly.

There are also some first aid medicines. I have written down their functions, indications and instructions for use and wrapped them on the outside of the medicine.

When you have time, take a look at it and familiarize yourself with it so that you don’t lose track of it when you need it.

This mission is over, and I am almost going to join the army with your brother.

When the time comes, come to my house and your sister-in-law will prepare delicious food for you.

In addition, when you are alone outside, you must pay attention to your safety and never try to show off.

Our father, your brother, and sister-in-law are all thinking about you.

Oh, by the way, grandpa and my little brother don’t know yet that you have been found. If they knew, they would be so happy.

Our father said that we need to prepare well so that you and your elder brother can recognize your ancestors and change your surnames. "

Huang Wen has been eating the meals cooked by this sister-in-law these days and is amazed by them.

He has the potential to be a foodie.

But there really wasn’t anything delicious before.

His mother’s cooking was not good either, so when he grew up, he was responsible for preparing meals for the family.

But his cooking skills can only be described as overcooked and tasteless.

It was not until I saw my sister-in-law’s cooking skills that I knew what real cooking skills were.

Huang Wen felt that although the time he spent with his sister-in-law was short, he could feel the warmth of family love from her.

Once his psychological defenses were broken, his funny nature was exposed again.

He smiled wickedly, his peach blossom eyes filled with tiny starlight.

Coupled with that face that is so handsome that it infuriates both humans and gods.

Yu Lingze was stunned.

Song Mingchen looks exactly like him, but he doesn't have this kind of lively expression at all.

Huang Wen's true colors were revealed, and he couldn't help but tease his eldest brother.

"Tell me, if I met my sister-in-law first, who do you think she would choose?"

Song Mingchen pretended to casually take a step forward, blocking Huang Wen's sight completely.

He didn't want to answer Huang Wen's hypothesis.

Because he really wasn't sure if his wife would really choose Huang Wen if she met him first?

After all, Huang Wen is funnier and better at speaking than him.

If you don't want to answer, change the subject.

"Remember to write to me when you catch Ren Dayou. This is my communication method. I will receive the message on time at 8 o'clock every night."

Huang Wen took a look at the note, memorized the numbers, and then tore it into pieces and threw it into the air.

"Well, I will."

Zhuang Luming's eyes were moist and he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth several times and still couldn't utter a word.

Finally, he just patted his son on the shoulder and said something with sobs.

"Remember to go home early."

Huang Wen felt his eyes getting hot and his nose getting sore.

But in the end, the word "Dad" was stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it out.

Yu Lingze looked at Huang Wen's back, and suddenly an idea came to his mind. He chased after him and grabbed Huang Wen's arm.

"Wait a minute, I think I know what the numbers on Train No. 127 mean."

Huang Wen's eyes lit up.

When Song Mingchen told him this set of numbers, he could only think that it might be a phone number or a password.

"You can try to see if that number is the postal code of a certain place. If it is, it is likely to be a place where the spies stay."

"Sister-in-law, even if the number represents a postal code, how can you be sure that it is related to the location of the spy?"

"I was the first person to discover the clues about the 127 train dismemberment case. No one knows better than me what physical evidence there was at the time.

At that time, the two victims were killed by the spies and then got on the train by impersonating others.

The murderer would not be so careless as to leave such an obvious loophole if he killed someone.

The number was written in blood, and the handwriting was sloppy, showing that it was written in a hurry.

There is a high probability that these are clues left behind by the deceased.

The deceased was a member of Train No. 127 transport team.

I asked the train conductors, who are the equivalent of railway post office employees.

The requirement before taking up the job is to be able to memorize the postal codes of various regions.

The most reasonable explanation is that he used the method he was most familiar with to identify the murderer as quickly as possible at a critical moment. "

Huang Wen looked at Yu Lingze with admiration.

"Sister-in-law, how come you are so smart? How did you come up with all this?"

"Hey! Don't look at me with such admiring eyes. I only suddenly remembered the connection when I heard you asked Huang Wen to write a letter home!"

In fact, it was the first time that Yu Lingze saw ancient envelopes and stamps at the educated youth site, and he was very curious.

In my previous life, there were so many means of communication, such as telephones, WeChat, QQ, and emails, that envelopes and stamps had become extinct.

Postal codes have long since disappeared from the historical stage.

That's why she was curious about why she needed to fill in the postal code when writing a letter.

This curiosity naturally left a deep impression.

When Huang Wen suggested writing a letter, it flashed through her mind that in this era, postal letters had to have zip codes written on them.

Then, it dawned on me.

The look Song Mingchen gave his wife was full of affection.

Huang Wen inexplicably felt a blockage in his stomach.

If he knew that his brother was just showing off his love, he would definitely smash his brother's dog food bowl.

Dare to abuse this single dog in person.

He must let his brother know what it means to not do to others what you do not want others to do to you!

"Sister-in-law, if you join the army, you will find that there are a lot of bachelors in the army.

There are many people who are better than him, better looking than him, and have better tempers than him.

If you don't like him anymore, will you change him?"