FSC [QT] Chapter 77.3

Zhuangwa and Baowa, who were about to go to sleep, were startled. Baowa, who was more well-dressed, pursed her lips as if she was going to cry in the next second.

Fortunately, although she was delicate, she was not a crybaby. After rubbing her eyes, she stopped crying when she saw her mother holding her. Then she dozed off, and her little head nodded off again.

Zhuangwa was awake and ran toward his eldest cousin with a giggle.

At this time, a man came out of the house and blocked Kuang Jianye who was standing outside the main hall. Zhuangwa rushed over and hugged his thighs.

Zhuangwa felt that he was blocked by a mountain. All he could see were two thick and strong thighs and military green trousers in front of him. He raised his head high before he could see clearly the appearance of the person he was hugging.

The other person looked familiar, like the person in the photo hanging on the wall of his main hall, but the other person was darker and thinner than the person in the photo, so Zhuangwa was not sure if the other person was the person in the photo.

It shouldn’t be, right?

Zhuangwa knew that the man hanging on the wall was his and Baowa’s father. All the children in the village had fathers, but his and Baowa’s father was special, as he grew up in a photo. 

When Zhuangwa missed his father in the past, he would sneak into the main hall at night and discuss with the father in the picture, asking him if he could come out of the photo and let him ride a horse, just like the fathers of other children, who let their children ride on his neck when visiting the market. It was said that this way he could see farther.

It was a pity that the father in the photo couldn’t speak yet and always refused to agree to his requests.

Later, Zhuangwa found out that his father did not live in the photo. His father had passed away, and he and his sister were both fatherless children.

But, it didn’t matter. 

Zhuangwa and his sister had the best mother in the world. He just occasionally, really only occasionally, felt sad because others had fathers but he didn’t.

“Cao Ni’er, look who’s back. Aijun is not dead. He’s still alive!”

Third Grandma Xu came out and said happily to her Second Daughter-in-law who was completely stunned. For the Kuang family, Kuang Aijun was still alive, which was the best gift they received today.

Ah Wu was confused at this time. Of course, she recognized the man in front of her at a glance, but the problem was that Kuang Aijun should not be alive.

In the original novel, Kuang Aijun never appeared even until Jin Qiaoqiao died of illness, but why did Kuang Aijun come back in this life in the third year after his ‘sacrifice’?

Ah Wu was shocked. She suspected that the person in front of her was not Kuang Aijun, but a distant relative of the Kuang family, who looked somewhat similar to Kuang Aijun.

But reason told Ah Wu that the person in front of her should be Kuang Aijun.

In this way, all the changes in this life had found a reasonable excuse.

Why did the army change the way it provided subsidies? Instead of just increasing the pension amount as written in the novel, they found her a job. 

If Kuang Aijun was alive, he would just be hiding to carry out a special mission. Due to the nature of the mission, he could not appear in public. 

In order to take care of the rear for him, the army gave his wife a stable job to ensure that she could raise a pair of children. This became the best option.

She was afraid the so-called second-hand bicycle was also fake. No wonder his superiors still remembered Kuang Aijun and sent a bicycle to his ‘widowed’ wife even after the second year after his death.

“Aijun, your wife must be very happy.”

Third Grandma Xu wiped her tears. Except for when Ye Wu just returned home, her eyes had never left her lost and found son.

“There are also Zhuangwa and Baowa. You haven’t seen these two children for three years. Zhuangwa and Baowa now have names. Zhuangwa’s name is Kuang Jiankang and Baowa’s name is Kuang Baohua.”

“If you were still alive, the names of the two children should be discussed with you. But no one knows that you are still alive. Cao Ni’er is amazing. She is now a teacher at the commune primary school. The names she gave are better than the others.”

Third Grandma Xu half-knelt down and touched her grandson’s head, “Zhuangwa, this is Dad. Call Dad quickly.”

Dad!

Zhuangwa suddenly raised his head and looked at the tall man again. Then, he quickly let go of the hand holding his thigh and rushed to his mother who was standing in the yard.

He hugged his mother and then buried his face in her legs, avoiding the man who was his Dad in his grandmother’s mouth.

His and his sister’s father were obviously dead!

Everyone knew that Kuang Aijun was a martyr who died for his country. No matter how mean the adults in the village were, they would never make fun of martyrs. 

But, the same could not be said for the children. They didn’t know what martyrs really meant. They only knew that Zhuangwa and Baowa were different from other children and that they were children without a father. 

Therefore, they often make fun of the brother and sister about this.

Although those children who laughed at them would inevitably be beaten at home as long as adults saw them, for Zhuangwa and Baowa, the discrimination and attacks they suffered could not be erased.

In the past, Zhuangwa thought that his father lived in the photo. Later, he knew that his father was dead. 

So even if he was laughed at, he forced himself not to be sad in front of others. Because he knew that every time he and his sister were sad, his mother would be even sadder.

But now that his father was alive, why did he show up now? He didn’t want his father anymore.

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