Chapter 227 6.Sixty-Zero: His Daughter-in-law Cried Sweetly (16)
The status of the supreme commander of the capital army is too high for the Yan family.
They never thought that Yan Yan's biological parents would be so capable.
For a moment no one spoke.
A few minutes later, Yan's mother looked at Yan Yan: "Fourth, go find your biological parents." β
She immediately decided: "You have a day and a half left on your vacation, go take the train now!" β
If you take a train from Hoa Hoa Province to the capital, it will take more than ten hours.
Yan Yan pursed his lips.
He thought about him after thinking about the identity of the little girl, and he was in a very messy mood at this moment.
Xuan Ruan glanced at him and got up: "Auntie, I'll discuss it with Yan Yan." β
After the words fell, she grabbed Yan Yan's hand and walked towards his room.
For a few minutes after entering, Yan Yan remained silent.
His mind was a mess and he was thinking about a lot of things.
The little girl waited for him quietly, and after a few minutes, Yan Yan's voice was hoarse: "Lin Soft." β
Xuan Soft snorted.
He continued: "Do you know the reason why Ning Yan went missing? β
"I know, you, he was taken away by human traffickers, I heard my father say that Uncle Ning lived on the front line for a long time, and Aunt Ning and Ning Yan lived in the rear military family area."
Xuan Ruan carefully noticed the change in his expression: "The day Ning Yan went missing was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and his aunt took him outside the military region to watch the fireworks, and was snatched by traffickers in public while there were many people. β
"Later," Xuan Soft said, "he never found it." β
Yan Yan lowered his eyes: "I heard that there is a sharpshooter in the Southern Military Region of the capital, named Ning Yue, who is the son of the Ning family. β
Xuan Soft hurriedly replied: "He is the orphan of his comrade-in-arms adopted by Uncle Ning after Ning Yan was lost, but it has been too long, except for the old man who knew these things back then, no one knows that he is an adopted son, and I also listened to my mother." β
The younger generation who knew Ning Yue in the capital almost thought that he was the biological son of Chief Ning, and he was a rare only child in this era.
"Uncle and Aunt Ning have never given up looking for Ning Yan, but they ......," the little girl's voice was soft, "It's just that it's been too long, and the war was so big a few years ago that they all thought he was no longer alive." β
Yan Yan's tense back almost invisibly relaxed.
Xuan Soft then asked, "Do you want to go to the capital to have a look?" β
Yan Yan's eyes were surging with strange emotions, and the little girl thought for a while: "I'll go out first, you think about it, don't worry." β
This thought is for most of the day.
Yan Yan didn't eat lunch and didn't come out of the house until the sun went down in the afternoon.
Xuan Ruan and Yan Xiaoshu were squatting in the yard, and when they heard the sound, they hurriedly ran over, and the first thing they said was: "Are you hungry?" β
Yan Yan stopped in front of her calmly, her long legs were straight and slender and powerful, but they were not muscular, her stiff shirt collar was close to her skin, and her style and discipline were tightly buttoned.
He has lost the slight confusion he had in the morning, and has regained his previous tough temperament.
Yan Yan smiled at the little girl: "I won't go to the capital for the time being, and I'll talk about it later when I have time." β
Every year in October, the provincial garrisons send troops to the capital to participate in the competition, and it is good to go back then.
"Okay~" Then she will return to the capital later.
Xuan Ruan grabbed the sleeve of his shirt: "Auntie left lunch for you, go eat it." β
Yan Yan nodded, his eyes lowered.
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There is something similar to a horizontal bar in the courtyard of the Yan family.
was placed in the corner, Yan Yan couldn't sleep at night, and after going out, he closed the door very lightly and walked over.
With both hands raised, he jumped slightly, grabbed the long stick on it, and the muscles of his forearms were exposed, and he was suspended in the air.
The hem of the untucked shirt was raised, revealing a strong lower abdomen, faintly visible in the moonlight.
Directly opposite the window, the papier-mΓ’chΓ© window broke a hole, and the little girl was lying on the kang, her eyes blinking, facing the hole~