Zhou Bo's words seemed a little ugly, but Han Xin had already passed the stage of being stunned, and he knew that this was just the last memory and escape of an elder in grief for his deceased relatives.

Therefore, when Qi Shuhua and Tian Shuyun were worried together, Han Xin was just expressionless and silent, silent for a long time, he had this belly, and he also believed that Zhou Bo could wake up from his grief.

After all, Zhou Yiyao's death brought Han Xin's grief as heavily.

Time slipped away quietly, Han Xin was silent, Zhou Bo was silent, and the two of them, who seemed to be a little tense, finally chose to kill the embarrassment in front of them in this way.

Finally, after a long time, Zhou Bo sighed, his expression suddenly haggard, "That's it, people can't be resurrected after death, and the past is over." ”

"Congratulations to my uncle for surviving the hurdle in my heart!" Han Xin's face showed a smile for the first time, he didn't study much psychology, but he also saw Zhou Bo's illness to some extent, but out of escape from the news of his daughter's death, he was unwilling to accept this sad fact, so that he had psychological problems.

The solution is also very simple, vent the depression accumulated in your heart, and then figure it out yourself, and Zhou Bo's angry scolding is also a less intense way for literati like him to vent.

"Hmm!"

Zhou Bo's expression recovered a little, and when he looked at Han Xin again, there was no longer the anger he had before, but a little more appreciation.

"You know my daughter well?" Zhou Bo has accepted the fact that his daughter has passed away, but he still can't help but want to know about his beloved daughter's past.

Han Xin nodded, "Yes, uncle!" ”

Han Xin's title has been changed from the original "uncle" to a closer "uncle", this kind of title is not something that can be called blindly, just Zhou Bo was a little out of shape and failed to notice this problem, and now as soon as Han Xin opened his mouth, he immediately discovered the problem.

"Why do you call me uncle?" Zhou Bo was puzzled, of course, he didn't think much about it, maybe the person in front of him was his daughter's good friend, so it was not too much to call him so.

It's just that Han Xin's answer was definitely beyond Zhou Bo's expectations, Han Xin didn't hide anything, and said, "Yaoyao, it's my lover!" ”

"Lovers!"

It was Tian Shuyun who lost her voice, she was still feeling that Han Xin, a young man, was handsome, if her daughter was still alive, maybe there would be a heavenly marriage, who knows, he was actually the boyfriend of the deceased Yaoyao.

Qi Shuhua knew about this, but when she heard Han Xin admit it in person again, she still couldn't help but sigh, and even sympathized with her cousin Zhou Yiyao's experience, she had met her lover, but she was separated from heaven and man, how sad!

"Uncle, aunt, I was by her side when Yaoyao left, I loved him, I promised her, no matter when, even if it was yin and yang, but our marriage was destined by heaven and earth, and it would never change.

When she left, she said that she should not disobey her parents and make her parents worried, but now she is about to be separated from heaven and man, and she can no longer fulfill her filial piety.

Therefore, I promise her that you and the second elder will be my parents from now on, and I will serve you like my own son. ”

What Han Xin said was very sincere, full of emotion, Zhou Bo and Tian Shuyun are also "old men" who have experienced half a century, so they can naturally see Han Xin's true feelings, and there is absolutely no hypocrisy.

But they are all literati, they have their own scales in their hearts, their daughters are gone, why drag others down, Zhou Bo's voice was gentle, "Young man, we understand your kindness, as for what you said about promising Yaoyao, don't care too much."

Yaoyao is gone, this is a fact that no one can change, I want to thank you for your enlightenment today, so that I can also figure it out, and I will not be confused again in the future. ”

After thinking about it, Zhou Bo said again: "But from your words, I can see that you are a good child, and Yaoyao is also entrusted to people, so, as you said, you can regard us as uncles and aunts, and we can also treat you as children and nephews. ”

"Yes, Lao Zhou is right!" Tian Shuyun laughed, and then suddenly realized: "I don't know what you see, young man!" ”

Qi Shuhua hurriedly said: "Auntie, his name is Han Xin, you don't know, he is a big hero in our Eighth Route Army!" ”

"I expected it", but Tian Shuyun was not too surprised.

Qi Shuhua pouted, "Auntie, why don't you look surprised?" I should always show a little surprise, I'm so pretentious! ”

"You! Xiao Han looks like a young talent, and what is so strange about making a different career.

But I woke up when you said that, and you two are a good match! Tian Shuyun took Qi Shuhua's hand and said.

Qi Shuhua's face was slightly red, and she smiled bitterly, "What did my aunt say?" Is the niece just so street-like? But people already have wives. ”

"That's a shame!" Tian Shuyun's gossip heart died down in an instant, she saw the bitterness in Qi Shuhua's eyes, but it was not easy to break it, so she could only sigh in her heart.

…… The matter of Qi Shuhua's uncle and aunt ended successfully, but it was a matter of heart, Han Xin resigned from the kindness of Zhou Bo and his wife, and took Qi Shuhua back on the road and returned to the division headquarters.

After returning, Han Xin entrusted Yang Yiling to Qi Shuhua, and then plunged into the work of the 147 Arsenal again.

……

……

The work in the arsenal is boring and boring, in contrast to what is happening in the outside world is thrilling and unpredictable.

Han Xin expected it, but it was difficult to anticipate the details, and as for the others, it was naturally unexpected.

In February, the Eighth Route Army did not break out large-scale fighting and clashes with the Japanese invaders, and it was still some local guerrilla warfare, on the one hand, the Japanese were overwhelmed by the devastated railways left by the Eighth Route Army's 100-regiment battle, and on the other hand, the communist army suffered heavy losses because of the devil's sweep and fell into many areas for reconstruction and aftermath work.

The two sides are in a situation where they are generally at peace.

It's just that the waves of this battle always seem to be difficult to stop, and this time, the direction of the source of this turmoil is even more unexpected by everyone.

At the beginning of February, the boss of the Eighth Route Army published several articles, such as "Transforming Our Learning," and thus began a rectification movement within the Eighth Route Army, that is, a positive movement aimed at all party members studying Marxism.

Yan'an, the wind rises!

(To be continued)

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