"A few days ago, the production director of Qinshi Garment Factory asked me to order custom clothes. I went to her house to understand her preferences and requirements. Guess what I saw..."

"Her daughter-in-law looks at least 80% like mom! She looks much more like mom than my second sister does."

"I won't tell you what I know yet. Think carefully about your brothers and sisters first. There is no doubt that your second sister looks like your mother. Everyone can see it. You and your brothers, although you don't look exactly the same, you have some characteristics of your father and mother."

"Then let me ask you, who does Yan Zilan look like? In what way does she resemble her mother, or in what way does she resemble her father? Can you tell me?"

Hearing her question like this, Yan Ziyuan was stunned for a moment.

The main thing is that he, and even his entire family, had never thought about this possibility, nor would they have imagined that such a possibility would arise.

He calmed down and thought about it carefully, and it seemed that he really couldn't put it into words.

Both Yan's mother and second sister have oval faces with round chins, while Yan Zilan's chin is a bit pointed.

At the time, grandma said it was because she was too thin.

Another particularly obvious place is her ears.

The outlines of their brothers and sisters' ears can be seen from the front, except for Yan Zilan's, which is closer to his head and only a little bit can be seen from the front.

As for the eyes, nose, and mouth... the seeds of doubt were planted in his heart. It seemed that nothing about him looked like someone from their family.

"Can't you tell?"

"After I saw the lesbian who looked like my mother, I went to ask about her situation the next day."

"Her name is Tan Lixia, and she is 31 years old this year. If nothing unexpected happens, her name is the day she was born, or should I say the day she arrived at the Tan family, which is three days before Yan Zilan's birthday."

"And she should have been born in Wen City. Her father was also in the army in Wen City at that time."

"I've only met her once, so I'm not in a position to ask for more information, but I've made an appointment with her mother-in-law to go there again tomorrow. You'll know after you go with me tomorrow."

Yan Ziyuan had no appetite at all at this moment, and he didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

Shocked? Surprised? Caught off guard?

Anyway, my emotions are very complicated.

If Yan Zilan is really not a child of the Yan family, then how should we handle the relationship with her?

And that Qin Lixia that Xiao Yu mentioned, if she is really the child of the Yan family, how should we face her?

Should I acknowledge her back or just not disturb her life and let the situation go?

But based on his understanding of his own family, if they are really members of the Yan family, regardless of whether to recognize them or not, first of all, his mother will definitely find it difficult to accept it for a while.

It’s not that she couldn’t accept that the child was her own, but she couldn’t accept that her child had been living away from home for more than 30 years, without her even knowing about the child.

"Don't think too much about it for now. This is just my guess. It's possible that there really are people in this world who look so similar."

But in fact, she herself is more inclined to believe that Qin Lixia is Yan Ziyuan's biological elder sister.

It really seemed incredible to her that a family with good education could raise a child with Yan Zilan's personality.

Originally, Song Fuyu was thinking of going to the city tomorrow, but seeing that Yan Ziyuan had a hard time eating after hearing the news she told her, she decided to go to the city today.

This is good. I don’t have to get up early to catch the bus tomorrow, and I can also go to the department store in the city to buy some things.

After packing up their things and saying hello to Tong Youyou and the others next door, the two of them set out to catch a bus in town.

Sitting on the bus, Yan Ziyuan held her hand tightly without saying much.

Song Fuyu could understand. After all, he and Yan Zilan had been together for more than 20 years.

If someone suddenly tells you that the person you have called "sister" for more than 20 years has nothing to do with you, any normal person with feelings would find it difficult to accept this.

"Can you accompany me to the department store later? I want to buy a camera. Is that okay?"

"You are in charge of all the money in the house. You can buy whatever you want."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll spend all your money?"

Before getting the certificate, he had already handed over all the money and bills in his hand to Song Fuyu.

It was a lot more than she had imagined, a total of more than 8,000 yuan.

The tickets were even more varied. In addition to the three basic types of tickets for food, clothing and daily necessities, there were also urine tickets and feces tickets. When she saw these two tickets, her mind was blank.

When I asked Tong Youyou, she had no idea what it was used for. Finally, Xia Lan told her that she could take the ticket to a designated place and exchange it for feces and urine to use as fertilizer for the fields.

She seriously suspected that the army gave them these tickets just to make up the numbers.

She put the two tickets aside and she would never be able to claim them in her lifetime.

"It doesn't matter if you spend it all. I get a fixed salary every month, and sometimes I get bonuses after completing a mission. I won't let you go hungry."

The main thing was that he knew his wife well. If she was really a spendthrift, she wouldn't have stopped him from buying things for her.

She was the kind of person who was willing to spend money on necessary things, but she would hardly spend money on useless things.

At least she had never even taken a look at the hairbands and clips that sold better at the supply and marketing cooperative.

He wanted to buy it for her before, but she replied with three words: "Waste of money!"

After getting off the car, the two found a guesthouse nearby.

"Comrade, please get a room."

"Just one room?"

“Are there any couples living separately?”

"Oh, excuse me, could you please show me your letter of introduction and marriage certificate?"

Song Fuyi thought he didn't bring his marriage certificate, but he saw him take out a folded red book from his luggage bag. Their marriage certificate was intact inside.

After checking in the room, I took the key and went up to the second floor.

"Do you carry your marriage certificate with you?"

"I didn't intend to bring it, but I was afraid you might suddenly want to take a look, so I brought it back."

"Why don't you just put one here with me?"

"no!"

"You haven't come with me to the army yet, and I can't see you every day. I can only look at our marriage certificate and the photos we took in Beijing last time to ease my longing for you."

"What about the other one?"

"I framed the other one and hung it in the room we'll be living in from now on."

"Isn't it because you're afraid that I'll regret the marriage?"

"Wife, I suggest you learn more about the rules of military marriage."

"Unless I made a mistake in principle, if you unilaterally file for divorce, as long as I don't agree, we will always be husband and wife."

"So you better give up on this idea. You can only be my wife in this life."

"What if some couples in the army are not getting along? Do they have to stay together for life?"

"That's probably the case. I haven't heard of anyone getting divorced yet."

"On the one hand, I'm worried about what people will say, and on the other hand, I'm afraid it will affect my future, so even if we quarrel every day, we won't separate."

She couldn't bear a life of quarreling all day long.

She suddenly thought of something and immediately said, "If we quarrel in the future, we must make it clear and reconcile on the same day. I don't want an endless cold war."

"If you don't come to comfort me that day, I will go to my grandparents, parents and complain to them and let them teach you a lesson."

"Wife, your idea is totally inappropriate for the two of us."

"Why is it not applicable? I'm serious. Don't take it lightly."

"Am I the kind of person who would argue with you?"

Normally, if a lesbian quarreled, she would pack up her things and go back to her parents' home in anger. But he was sure that if he dared to quarrel with Xiao Yu, she would definitely not leave on her own, but would pick up his things and throw them at the door, telling him to get out.