Zhou Xiaoan drooped his head and dragged his steps behind Zhou Yuehai, thinking that he was one of those unlucky characters in the comics, with a black rain cloud above his head, and two lightning bolts when he was fine, and occasionally a small wind blew around him, rolling up a few fallen leaves......

Alas! was despised by the uncle......

was despised by the uncle again......

Every time I met my uncle, I was despised......

Alas......

can't blame the uncle for despising her, just ran in front of people and talked about getting a divorce, and asked others to help. As soon as she turned around, she was caught saying that she wanted to go back and live a good life, and she had to coax her husband to coax her mother-in-law and sister-in-law, but it was good that the uncle didn't scold her on the spot.

Just now she called "uncle", in exchange for a "hmm" from the uncle's nose.

But she wasn't sure if she should tell her uncle about her plan, what if he thought she was opportunistic? Many of these old revolutionaries who have grown up in the army are upright and hate twists and turns.

Let's see how it goes!

Zhou Xiaoan ran two steps to keep up with the tall and long-legged uncle, not daring to look at his expression, his eyes turned several times on the big iron pot he was holding, and he still didn't dare to talk.

The battle hero is serious, and his aura is really scary......

However, Zhou Xiaoan looked at Zhou Yuehai, who was walking with a cauldron, and wanted to laugh a little.

No matter how serious and majestic the hero is, holding a super big iron pot and walking with his waist upright, it is also a bit funny......

This pot is so big that a person has to carry it without holding it, and he can't carry it anyway. And Zhou Yuehai was also carrying a super large satchel, so he could only hold it.

Zhou Xiaoan began to make up for it again, Uncle bent over and pouted his buttocks, holding a big iron pot on his back, and poked his head out with a serious look.

With a snort, Zhou Xiaoan couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Yuehai turned his head, his sword eyebrows were like peaks, the bridge of his nose was high, and his angular lips like granite moved, and he looked at his niece who had an inexplicable smile and a handful of hair upturned, but he still didn't speak.

As soon as Zhou Xiaoan saw this tough face, he couldn't help but start to make up his head, sticking out his head from the big iron pot, with such an expression.

Zhou Xiao'an couldn't help but smile so much that his face turned red.

Zhou Yuehai still didn't have any expression, and continued to walk forward with the pot.

Zhou Xiaoan tossed like this, and he was not afraid of him, so he hurriedly caught up, "Uncle, did you buy a pot?" ”

Zhou Yuehai: "Hmm. ”

Zhou Xiaoan slapped himself in his heart, stupid! I can't talk! Isn't this nonsense!

"Uncle, this pot is so big!"

Zhou Yuehai: "Hmm. ”

Zhou Xiaoan pinched his neck in his head and shook it vigorously, stupid! Don't go around the pot! Let's talk about something useful!

"Uncle, take a break!" Zhou Xiaoan finally found something useful to say, pointing to the old locust tree in the open space in the village, "We're waiting over there, looking for someone to notify the second uncle to pick up the pot." ”

If Uncle is so funny and is looked at by others, it will damage the image of the big hero!

Zhou Yuehai walked under the old locust tree with the pot, Zhou Xiaoan let out a sigh of relief and waved back.

Zhou Yuehai's military uniform was dressed quite heroically, it was too conspicuous, and as soon as he entered the village, he was followed by a group of children running around the village. But his aura was too strong and majestic, and these little guys didn't dare to shout and jump around like other strangers, but only dared to follow him from far and near.

Seeing Zhou Xiaoan beckoning, a bold six or seven-year-old boy ran over, "Sister, what's the matter?" That PLA uncle is your relative? Does he have a gun? Can you let me touch it? ”

This little guy's name is Mancang, I saw Zhou Xiaoan in the production team compound, his mother asked him to call him aunt, he called it to his face, and when he turned around, he still called sister, how can there be such a small aunt!

Children are sensitive, and whoever is good at bullying can feel it. They were afraid that Zhou Yuehai was so afraid that they didn't dare to come forward, and they dared to make blatant demands on Zhou Xiaoan.

"Go and call the captain, say that his nephew has come to see him, and ask him to come here to pick him up." Zhou Xiaoan touched a handful of hair on the little guy's bare head and gave him a piece of rock candy.

The little guy took it with his little black hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and called his friends to hula and ran away.

Zhou Xiaoan tossed like this, and when he turned around and saw Zhou Yuehai standing expressionlessly under the old locust tree like a javelin, he didn't know what to say.

Walking over hard, Zhou Xiaoan saw that Zhou Yuehai had no intention of speaking at all, so he had no choice but to continue to find words, "Uncle, didn't you say that you won't come back after returning to the army after taking vacation?" ”

Zhou Yuehai's profound facial features didn't move, and his voice was very calm, but the words he said made Zhou Xiaoan's neck cold and his scalp numb, "When did I tell you?" ”

Zhou Xiaoan wilted again, she overheard......

"Hehe," Zhou Xiaoan laughed dryly, awkwardly rubbing the frozen soil on the ground with his feet, and began to talk nonsense again in a panic, "Uncle, come to see your grandmother and second uncle?" ”

Zhou Yuehai said noncommittally "um" and stopped talking.

Zhou Xiaoan began to secretly pick his fingers in his sleeve, "Uncle, you haven't been back for many years?" ”

Zhou Yuehai: "Sixteen years. ”

"Oh......" Zhou Xiaoan really couldn't say it anymore. The two people who couldn't chat stood silently, Zhou Yuehai looked at the village, and Zhou Xiaoan rubbed his feet on the ground and looked at the pot.

The wind after the beginning of spring has brought warmth, blowing through Zhou Xiao'an's messy short hair, and she only then remembered that she had been dangling in front of her uncle for so long with a missing piece of hair!

Zhou Xiaoan covered her head nervously and quickly turned around, but this also reminded her that there were more important things to tell her uncle!

"Uncle, I let my grandma beat me! She said that the cloth ticket you gave should be left for their family Wang Tianliang to wear to school, I am a money-losing goods, and I don't deserve to wear it! Look at her beating me! ”

Zhou Xiao'an widened his eyes and complained, and went around to the other side of Zhou Yuehai and raised his face to show him, so that the uncle could not see her missing piece of hair.

Zhou Yuehai looked at Zhou Xiaoan's raised face, thin and small as a palm, and the bruises, redness and swelling marks on it had not yet disappeared, with his experience, he could completely imagine how serious it was at that time.

"I know. I'll take care of it. Zhou Yuehai nodded seriously, "How are your fingers?" Change your dressing on time. ”

Zhou Xiaoan didn't mind him being so dry and not sensational at all, and held up his fingers like wrapping zongzi to explain to him:

"This, this, and this, all three nails are off! Pour it with alcohol and wash it, and prick it! It hurts to death! There are also small stones on it, which are pulled out with matchsticks! At that time, martial law was imposed, I was not allowed to go to the street, and I couldn't go to the hospital, Aunt Tang gave me the bag, and my aunt didn't come back after the bag, and she always accompanied my grandmother......"

Zhou Xiaoan said it without concealing it at all, and it was useless to tell others, so she didn't say it. But Zhou Yuehai is her own uncle, and he can support her! If he wants to, he can avenge her! Of course she has to sue her!