This is the first time Yun Weinuan and Lu Xiaozhao have slept together.

Both of them were very excited at first, and after turning off the lights, they chatted like they were in the university dormitory.

Lu Xiaozhao talked about her love with Li Zhongting, about the embarrassing things between Li Xiaohan and Li Jianghan when he was a child, and about the messy disputes of the Li family.

Yun Weinuan talked about interesting things when she was in school, about her good care of Yun Zixuan, and about her joy and bitterness when she was in Birmingham while taking care of her children.

"Nannuan, you are so beautiful, there must be a boy chasing you during school, right?"

Lu Xiaozhao asked with a smile.

I won’t mention the dog name Liang Chen, this is a bastard! Yun Weinuan thought for a while, burst into laughter, and said, “When you say that, I remember my deskmate in my senior year of high school, a very handsome boy.”

"Does he like you?"

Lu Xiaozhao was not as stingy and thoughtful as her mother-in-law. Instead, she was like Yun Weinuan’s best friend, and talked about her first love with her with enthusiasm.

"Well, he likes me. The first love letter I received was written to me by him. Mom, do you know?

He writes well and plays basketball very well."

Yun Weinuan turned sideways and faces Lu Xiaozhao. In the darkness, the eyes of both women were shining with light.

Hearing this, Lu Xiaozhao also smiled in surprise: “Is that so?

I also like boys who are good at writing and playing basketball, and they are very handsome."

"At that time, my dad was very strict in discipline. When I received the love letter, I was frightened. I didn't dare to face that boy, let alone respond."

Recalling those green past events, Yun Wei Nuan had a nostalgic smile on her face.

At that time, I was really happy and carefree. At the age of a young girl who was in love, she was full of bright sunshine and bright.

"Later, I made an excuse to change seats with others. This actually gave the answer. Not long after, the Aviation Academy came to our school to recruit pilots, and the boy was selected."

Later, it was the college entrance examination. After graduation, I never saw each other again. Yun Weinuan only heard that the boy became a pilot and had no worries about his future.

"Pilot, I think it's very handsome when I think about it. Nuannuan, have you ever liked that boy?"

Lu Xiaozhao asked.

Yun Wei Nuan closed her eyes and thought for a moment. After a while, she opened her eyes and said in the darkness: "At that time, I didn't know much about what it means to like, but I was very happy to see him. Maybe I like it?"

After saying that, Yun Weinuan couldn't help laughing.

"You said that you are my mother-in-law, you are asking me such a question. Aren't you angry?"

Lu Xiaozhao waved his hand and said indifferently: "Hi, what's so angry about this?

Who hadn't had a crush on a boy when he was young?

I have it, and your dad doesn’t know it.”

When Yun Weinuan heard this, she was excited and asked quickly: "Is it from your military compound?"

"Yes, he is also a child from the big yard, just... it's a bit like you, Uncle Zhan Nan, with a bit of a ruffian spirit. Little girls like this kind of boy, and I'm no exception."

Lu Xiaozhao recalled what happened decades ago and looked gentle.

"But later, something happened to me and I exchanged my identities with you Aunt Baozhu. When I returned to the military compound, Xiaohan was born, so this secret love ended in vain."

Yun Weinuan sighed a little. This is probably because luck is a mess. This is what fate has not come.

"Where is that uncle?

Where is he now?"

Yun Weinuan couldn't help asking, "Many of the children in the big courtyard have inherited their father's business and embarked on the road to joining the army."

Lu Xiaozhao muttered and said for a long time: "He lived in Lancheng Martyrs Cemetery and has lived for thirty years."

The topic was a little sad. Yun Weinuan held Lu Xiaozhao's hand and said, "The so-called peaceful years are just someone carrying the burden for us."

"Yes, he is the one who carries the burden for us. He has never been married. Your aunt Baozhu said that after that person died, his parents once handed her a box, which contained many photos of me when I was a child."

Few people knew the secret of the exchange of identities between Lu Xiaozhao and Ni Baozhu. The family of the martyr only thought that Ni Baozhu was Ni Baozhu. Therefore, when packing up his son's relics, they saw the photos he treasured by his son, and they still handed them over to Ni Baozhu.

Even if the son has left, the girl should always know the thought of his son loving a girl.

Lu Xiaozhao sighed long and said, "So many years have passed, and I always wonder, if there was no accident back then, would I marry him now?"

Will you become a martyr's survivor?

Will you live a completely different life than you are now?

But without the if, life will never be done again.

This topic was slightly sad, and Yun Weinuan and Lu Xiaozhao stopped talking. After a long time, Lu Xiaozhao said softly: "Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow to catch the plane."

Yun Wei Nuan replied ok, she stretched out her arms and gently patted Lu Xiaozhao's back, as if comforting the child who was worried.

But at this time, in the study room next door, Li Xiaohan and Li Zhongting's ears were tightly pressed against the wall, and they were eavesdropping with all their might.

That's right, this unconventional father and son are eavesdropping on the conversation between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law next door.

The two of them heard clearly that Yun Weinuan, the pilot's deskmate, and Lu Xiaozhao, the childhood sweetheart who became a martyr.

Both of them looked very good, because they didn't even know the secret of their wife! "Tsk, Dad, you are so lucky. If something happened to my mother, otherwise, my dad wouldn't know who it was!"

Li Xiaohan mocked him when he fell into trouble.

Li Zhongting snorted coldly: "Ha, if your mother hadn't met me, it's still unknown whether you could be born. Do you still want to meet Nuannuan?

Go dreaming!”

"You're so embarrassed to laugh at me?

You should be glad that Nuannuan's deskmate went to work as a pilot, otherwise you still have something to do now?

Well, the father of Ping An and Joy is not the president, but the pilot!”

Li Zhongting also took advantage of the situation. After the incident, he still reminded him: "What Xile admires the most is the pilot. Tsk, Li Xiaohan, you... are very dangerous!"

Hearing this, the Domineering Man's face suddenly became very long. My dear, your technique of pricking the lung tube is getting better and better.

The two of them listened for a while and there was no movement next door.

"It should be asleep. OK. I guess I have no money anymore. You can get out of here too!"

Li Zhongting stood up straight and drove Li Xiaohan to get out quickly. He had to take care of his grandson and granddaughter who often stomped on the quilt.

After leaving the study room, Li Xiaohan tiptoed upstairs, tiptoed to open the door of the room and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, his mind was filled with what his wife had just said.

That bastard pilot dared to write a love letter to his dear wife while he was away?

Haha, I am so brave! OK, when he finishes his wedding, he has to check the situation of this bastard and try to get him to Afghanistan to drive a fighter plane! Just as he was thinking, the bedroom door was suddenly opened, and then the end of the bed collapsed slightly and someone went to bed.
Chapter completed!