Zhou Chaoyang thought Sheng An Ning was sad when her mother was mentioned, so he put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't be sad. We will just treat you well in the future. Isn't your mother good to her son? Just look at how useless her son is. He will definitely not be any better in the future."
Sheng An Ning came back to her senses and smiled: "It's okay, I don't care. I didn't grow up with her, so I don't have much affection for her."
Zhou Chaoyang agreed: "That's right, she just gave birth to you, so she thinks it's a big deal? She even reported you. Now she shouldn't ask you to borrow money. She said she wanted to borrow money, but I think she wanted money."
Zhong Wenqing frowned and tried to stop him: "Chaoyang, you are a girl, don't be so gossipy."
Zhou Chaoyang stuck out his tongue and chuckled at Sheng Anning.
Sheng Anning was curious about what happened to Cheng Mingyue that made her come to borrow money from her?
Zhou Chaoyang was also unclear: "I'll go out after dinner and ask for you."
After all, she was quite curious.
After dinner, before Zhou Chaoyang went out to ask Cheng Mingyue what happened and whether she needed to borrow money, Zhou Nanguang called her to the study room first.
Zhong Wenqing and Zhou Hongyun both went upstairs to coax the child, while the aunt was in the kitchen washing dishes and boiling milk bottles.
Zhou Chaoyang became inexplicably nervous when she entered the study. From childhood to adulthood, her father had never hit her, nor had he ever said anything particularly harsh to her, but she just couldn't help but feel afraid.
After sitting down opposite Zhou Nanguang, he kept rubbing his hands on his pants: "Dad, do you want to talk to me about work?"
Zhou Nanguang smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I just want to tell you something. Do you want to hear a story?"
Zhou Chaoyang looked at Zhou Nanguang with some suspicion. Dad can tell stories?
Zhou Nanguang smiled gently and told a story about a fighter pilot and a female soldier in a cultural troupe, which was very romantic and beautiful.
However, not long after they got married, the pilot died while on a mission, and the female soldier was pregnant at the time.
At that time, the country had just been liberated and enemy spies were still lurking in some places.
Later, the female soldier was injured while trying to save her injured sister, and then gave birth to a premature baby girl. She died shortly after giving birth.
Zhou Nanguang spoke slowly and described in detail how the two met and fell in love.
Zhou Chaoyang stared at Zhou Nanguang blankly, not knowing why tears came out of his eyes and feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
Zhou Nanguang looked at Zhou Chaoyang: "When the female soldier was dying, she held her sister's hand and said that it was a girl, so she was named Chaoyang. She would live a warm and bright life like the rising sun."
He still remembers Jiang Qiong holding Zhong Wenqing's hand tightly: "Sister, I'll leave the child to you. I miss Jingdong so much. I want to find him. Jingdong said that if it's a girl, she should be named Chaoyang. When he was flying in the sky, he liked to fly towards the sunrise the most, because that was hope..."
"Sister, I'm sorry. I was selfish and made you worry about the child..."
After Zhou Nanguang finished speaking, he took off his glasses, pinched his eyebrows, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Zhou Chaoyang didn't move, letting his tears flow violently.
After a long time, Zhou Nanguang put on his glasses again and took out a black diary with a pen on it from the drawer. When he opened it, he found a black-and-white photo inside.
It is half the size of a palm, and on it are a man and a woman, leaning against each other in military uniforms.
The man is young and handsome, and the girl is bright and beautiful.
Zhou Nanguang looked at the photos for a long time before pushing the diary and photos in front of Zhou Chaoyang: "Chaoyang, if possible, we want to hide this from you forever. You are our daughter, but now, I think you have the right to know the truth."
Zhou Chaoyang didn't move. She just looked at the photo in front of her with tears in her eyes. The people in the photo seemed very kind, especially the woman with a sweet smile, who looked very much like her.
It turns out that she didn't look like a member of the Zhou family, but rather she looked like her mother.
Zhou Nanguang stood up and took out a handkerchief to wipe Zhou Chaoyang's tears: "I'm sorry for keeping it a secret from you. When I have time, I will take you to the cemetery to see them."
Zhou Chaoyang pursed his lips, raised his face and looked at Zhou Nanguang with tears in his eyes: "Dad, don't you want me anymore?"
Zhou Nanguang's eyes turned red, and he gently wiped the tears from her eyes: "Silly child, you will be our child forever, how could we not want you."
Zhou Chaoyang reached out and hugged Zhou Nanguang: "Dad, I feel so bad. It would be better if you didn't tell me. I don't want to know at all. I won't believe anything people say. I am the child of the Zhou family. My name is Zhou Chaoyang."
She started to cry, but was afraid of disturbing Zhong Wenqing, so she tried hard to suppress her tears.
Zhou Nanguang stroked her hair and said, "Chaoyang, Dad told you the truth because you have grown up and it is time for you to go and sweep their graves. But you will always be Xiao Si in our family, our little Chaoyang, and no one can change that."
Zhou Chaoyang cried for a while, and then calmed down, rubbing his eyes and flipping through the diary. It was his father Lu Jingdong's diary. It recorded in detail the excitement of being selected as a pilot, the joy of his first successful flight, and the happiness of establishing a romantic relationship with Jiang Qiong.
Zhou Chaoyang flipped through it quickly and wanted to cry again. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Dad, don't let Mom know about this."
Zhou Nanguang touched her hair with relief: "Okay, take it back to your room and read it slowly. Your parents are very good people and they love each other very much."
Zhou Chaoyang sneaked back to the house holding the diary.
Zhong Wenqing came out of Sheng An Ning's room and saw that Zhou Chaoyang's door was closed. He was a little puzzled. This child was always noisy and didn't go to bed until eleven o'clock every day. Why did he go to bed so early today?
I went downstairs to the study and saw Zhou Nanguang still sitting at the desk in a daze. I was a little curious: "What did you say to Chaoyang? She went to bed so early. Did she talk about work again? Let her do whatever she likes. Don't ask too much of her."
Zhou Nanguang smiled and stood up, holding Zhong Wenqing's shoulders: "No, I just talked to her about work. Our Chaoyang is great."
Zhong Wenqing was very proud: "Yes, our Chaoyang is the best girl in the world."
Zhou Chaoyang cried as he finished reading his father's diary. He felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he sneaked into Sheng Anning's room with his diary in his arms, and called out to Zhou Hongyun who was already lying down: "Aunt, go sleep downstairs. I want to sleep with my sister-in-law tonight."
Zhou Hongyun got up and wanted to turn on the light, but Zhou Chaoyang stopped her and pushed her out: "Go downstairs first, I have something to say to my sister-in-law."
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