In the northeast of the 1950s, in January, in the middle of winter, the snowflakes like goose feathers outside the window were floating and flying all over the sky. The sky and the earth were all the same color, covered in silver.

In the eyes of literati and scholars, it is so beautiful that it is so beautiful that it is boiling wine around the stove to enjoy the snow, and the red plums accompany me in the snow!

But for pilots, this bad weather is what they hate the most, and the plane cannot enter the sky at all.

These pilots were all sighing, but there was no other way. They were so depressed that they had to huddle in the room to learn theoretical knowledge.

However, what was even more depressed was Zhou Tiankuo. Three days later, it was originally his wedding day, but he was suddenly mixed up by his wife and a mother and son who claimed to be his son.

In the room where the family members were greeted, the sky was cold outside the window, and the water dripped into ice, making the room warm as spring.

But Zhou Tiankuo's heart was as cold as ice at this time, his eyes were as bright as copper bells, and his eyes were condensed into frost. He looked at the dark cheeks lying on the kang with abnormal flushing, exhaling heavily, and falling into a coma with a high fever.

This so-called wife, Hua Yinlian, grabbed her arm and left only one sentence: I found you, the child’s father! I fell into a coma.

She fainted and was completely over, but just one simple sentence ruined her happy day. It made Perlan scold herself for being a liar and avoiding herself. Everyone looked at him with strange looks!

Thinking of this, Zhou Tiankuo clenched his fists and punched him angrily on the kang, and shouted in a low voice, "Damn it!"

The woman lying on the kang was indifferent, but instead she frightened the little boy sitting beside her so much that she hugged her head with her hands in a ball.

Zhou Tiankuo looked at the child wrapped in adult clothes in front of him and was angry and didn't even bother to make a fuss.

Three sticks can't beat a single fart, and I don't know it after asking or not, and my true energy is so angry.

"Boy, no..." Zhou Tiankuo said to him with a kind face as he looked at him, "Little boy!" An unnatural smile appeared on his tough face, and his tone was soft and delicate and silent, "Uncle asked you something, can you tell your uncle?"

The little boy curled up in a ball shook like a sieve, and finally cried in fear.

"Damn it, I can never ask anything like this?" Zhou Tiankuo cursed, "When did I ever feel so aggrieved?"

He looked at him fiercely and said angrily, "Boy, I will ask you a few questions and give me a honest answer. If I don't answer the questions well, I will throw you into the forest to feed the wolf."

As a result, the child trembled even harder, trembling as if he would faint at any time.

Zhou Tiankuo's face became darker. He adjusted his mood and pinched his voice and said gently, "You just need to answer obediently, uncle will give you white flour steamed buns." His tone was full of temptation.

Zhou Tiankuo looked at the little boy curled up, but he became quiet. He couldn't care about so much, so he tried it! If he couldn't ask any results today, how could he explain to Perrin.

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‘So hot!’ The woman lying on the kang was so hot that she felt hot all over, as if she was in purgatory and was suffering from burning. Her soul was burned, making her feel so hot.

She wanted to move, but found that she could not get rid of the constraints. In a daze, a vague sound came from her ears...

"Let me ask you, how old are you?" Zhou Tiankuo asked as he looked at the child who had shrunk into a group.

There was only the little boy's suppressed crying in the room, and the sound of the breathing of the woman lying on the kang.

The two voices were like magical sounds that stimulated Zhou Tiankuo through his ears. Just as his patience was about to be over, the thick and thin sound of mosquitoes came, "Six years old."

Finally speaking, it seems that threats are more useful.

It's the right time for me. He left his home seven years ago.

At the age of six, I probably won’t lie to me! Just as the woman was not awake, Zhou Tiankuo said in his heart.

Zhou Tiankuo looked at the top of his head and asked in a softer tone, "Where is your hometown?"

"Hedong Village." The little boy said in a low voice.

The village name matches the name, but there are many Hedong villages.

"I'll ask you, your dad..." Zhou Tiankuo continued to work hard. When he remembered, he might not know what his dad was. He quickly changed his words, "What's your dad's name?"

"My father's name is Zhou Tieshuan." The little boy said in a muffled voice. Although his voice was hoarse, Zhou Tiankuo could hear it clearly.

Zhou Tiankuo's face turned darker after hearing this. He really regretted that he had answered his questions. It would be better to continue crying.

His cheap name in his hometown is: Zhou Tiexun, which was changed to Zhou Tiankuo after he followed the organization to fight the Japanese.

It is very meaningful, as a pilot, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and he is flying freely.

Maybe it’s a coincidence! For coincidence, there are many people called iron slings.

Zhou Tiankuo's vigorous and powerful hands pinched his trouser legs and continued to ask nervously, "What's your mother's name?"

The little boy, who was still curled up, immediately cried and said, "My mother's name is Hua Yinlian."

Zhou Tiankuo was so painful that his brain hurt. He shouted with a harsh temper, "I'm mourning! Your mother is not dead yet!"

The scared child dared not cry loudly anymore.

Zhou Tiankuo looked annoyed and asked what he was doing? Mom had long forgotten what the woman was called?

This doesn't count, it doesn't count!

Zhou Tiankuo scratched his chin, narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "Who else is there in the family?"

"There are grandpa and grandma..."

The little boy's trembling voice was interrupted by Zhou Tiankuo excitedly, "My father and mother are still alive. It's great, haha..." There is nothing more exciting in the war than getting news that their relatives are still alive.

Zhou Tiankuo was so happy that he was so obsessed with it, but scared the little boy so much that he shivered.

Zhou Tiankuo pressed his heart and was excited, trembling lips and asked carefully, "What is your grandpa, what is your name?"

"Young man, you can't call the elders' names!" The little boy's tender child voice came with a crying voice.

"Huh..." Zhou Tiankuo sneered and muttered in his heart: The little brat, you can't call the elder's name directly, that's what you know.

"Uncle is also an elder. Now I ask you to tell me, what is your grandpa and grandma's name?" Zhou Tiankuo said with a tight and heavy voice.

"Grandpa... called... Zhou Dashan, grandma... called... Yao Chuntao." The little boy said intermittently in a trembling voice.

When Zhou Tiankuo heard this, he burst into joy in his eyes. He met, and his mood suddenly reached the bottom of the valley. Damn, if he met, it would prove that the child in front of him was his son.

Maybe it’s a coincidence? The countryside is called Dashan, and there are many spring peaches, and you can grab them one by one.

Zhou Tiankuo's eyebrows were twisted into the character "Chuan", and his palms were filled with sweat, "Who else is there in the family?"

"There is also an aunt at home." The little boy said fluently.

"What's her name?" Zhou Tiankuo said, looking down at him.

"Zhou Hongmei."

Zhou Tiankuo's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot when he heard this. All the fucking ones were right, wait! A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly said, "No, no." Haha laughed and rubbed his hands, "It's great, they recognized the wrong person. I have a younger brother. I just said, how could I have such a big son."

When the little boy heard this, he was so scared that he quickly said, "I also have a second uncle Zhou Tiedan, who was beaten to death by the Japanese."

"The iron ball is gone." Zhou Tiankuo's eyes were full of sadness when he heard this, and the last trace of hope in his eyes was also submerged by the darkness. He closed his eyes and pointed at the woman on the kang who knew nothing about life and death, "Then she is your mother!"

The woman lying on the kang heard the conversation between the two in a daze, and her heart was tightly grabbed, her eyelids were as heavy as a daughter, and she couldn't open it, but she wanted to speak, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Want to break free from the shackles...
Chapter completed!