Shishi was also startled by the old man's impassioned voice, and hid behind Lu Fan, peeking out timidly.
"Shishi is not a younger sister, Shishi is Shishi."
Lu Fan sensed that the word "sister" contained several emotions: shock, disbelief, and surprise.
It seems to be illustrating a story: those who should have been separated by death and never seen each other again were favored by fate and their perseverance led to the light at the end of the tunnel.
Seeing that he had frightened the children, Song Yunchao controlled his emotions a little and brought them stools to sit down.
He had just seen it; the young man was peeling fruit for the little girl.
He also moved a stool over and sat down next to them, telling them about his life story as if it were a tale.
His name is Song Yunchao, and he has a younger sister named Song Yunjiang.
When the two were young, their parents were killed by enemy troops who entered the village.
When their parents sensed danger, they hid them in a haystack, but their parents didn't have time to hide, and the children watched helplessly as their parents died tragically in front of them.
How cruel is this?
At that time, one of them was 15 years old and the other was 13 years old.
From that moment on, he vowed to avenge his parents, so he took his sister to join the army.
As a result, they encountered enemy activity on the way and got separated from their sister.
This separation lasted for fifty years. I thought of it day and night, but I never saw it again.
He would never forget his sister's face.
He thought he would never see that pretty little face again.
The little girl in front of him looked exactly like his sister when she was little.
He was quite certain that the little girl was related to his sister; unrelated people couldn't possibly look so alike.
Therefore, his sister must still be alive.
"Little girl, what's your name? Where are your family? Take me to see your family quickly, I want to see your grandma or maternal grandma."
Based on age, the younger sister should be in this generation.
"Shishi is called Shishi. Shishi's home has a rotten egg, and its other home has an egg dad and an egg mom."
"Anything else? Anything else?" Song Yunchao waited for a long time without any response, and he became increasingly anxious.
"No, that's all." Shishi shrugged.
Song Yunchao clutched his chest, his eyes filled with sorrow.
So, did my sister still leave?
There are Egg Dad and Egg Mom, but no Egg Grandpa and Egg Grandma. Are the older generation gone?
"Where's Granny Egg? Do you have Granny Egg?"
Lu Fan felt like he had heard the name Song Yunchao somewhere before.
He exuded an imposing aura, and his eyes were sharp; he didn't seem like an ordinary person, but rather like a warrior who had climbed mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
He had caught the fleeting sadness in the other person's eyes when he looked at his military ID.
It's likely that he was once a soldier.
He is also a soldier with a story.
Stories from the battlefield must be filled with the pain of being separated from loved ones by death.
He respected his elders and felt sad for the old man, but he was still inappropriately taken aback by these eggs.
"Comrade Song, please don't worry, your wife's family situation is also a bit special."
"The 'egg dad' and 'egg mom' she mentioned are her godparents."
"As far as I know, my sister-in-law and her grandmother do not look alike at all, so your sister-in-law's grandmother cannot be your sister."
"I've never met my sister-in-law's maternal grandmother, so whether she looks like her or not still needs further investigation."
"If you don't mind, you can tell me what the characters are in your sister's name, and I'll try to get someone to check it in your sister-in-law's hometown."
Zhou Shi's political background check was the process he went through. Her grandmother's surname was not Song, but Zhao, and she and her mother were related as aunt and niece from the same village.
There is no one with the surname Song in the Zhou family.
Whether or not there is a maternal family member remains to be investigated.
There are many people with the same first, last, and pronunciation names. To avoid any confusion, it's best to confirm the name.
However, given his sister-in-law's mother's personality, her maternal relatives probably wouldn't be too kind either. For some reason, he didn't want Comrade Song's sister to be his sister-in-law's maternal grandmother.
Comrade Song is clearly a righteous and upright comrade. I hope he doesn't have a bunch of bad apples who have ruined his reputation.
“Song Yunjiang, my sister’s name is Song Yunjiang, Yun as in cloud, Jiang as in Meng Jiangnu.” Song Yunchao said his sister’s name without hesitation.
Song Yunjiang?
Why does this name sound so pleasant?
Unable to recall it at the moment, Lu Fan temporarily put it out of his mind, because the furry child had already started rummaging through the garbage heap.
"Sister-in-law, it's dirty there. What do you want? I'll buy it for you later."
Shishi pointed to a pile of broken copper and iron, including bicycle handlebars, wheels bent at a ninety-degree angle, and some strange-looking pipes.
"Shishi needs a generator because there's no electricity at home, so we can't use the fan. Once Shishi finds one, you can buy one for her."
Lu Fan: ......
Little ancestor, anyone with eyes can see that there is no generator hidden there, nor will there be one, and he can't afford it anyway.
Song Yunchao indulged her, saying, "Little girl, you can play if you want. The things here aren't worth much, you can throw them away if you want, but you can't hurt yourself."
"Can I give that to Shishi too? Shishi doesn't have the money to buy it."
"The money that Stinky Egg gave me, Corpse bought sweet water."
The strongman carried out a solid wood table with a broken leg.
Speaking of sweet water, she washed her hands again, picked up the kettle, opened the lid, and took a big gulp, looking very satisfied.
Then he put the water bottle in the car and patted it, indicating that he would drink it later.
Hehe, she really likes this sweet drink; it tastes better than the previous one.
The old man was stunned, but also very happy, and even more certain that she was his sister's descendant.
My younger sister has always been incredibly strong, which is definitely hereditary.
"Here, take it all. Take whatever you like."
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