Reborn in the 70s, the ascetic soldier dotes on him every night

"Sister, you're awake." An Xiangbei burst into tears.

An Yinan suddenly covered An Xiangbei's mouth, "Don't cry."

An Xiangbei nodded, and An Yinan put down his hand. If he woke up the old woman now, they might not be able to escape a severe beating. She couldn't muster any strength now.

An Yinan sorted through her memories, some memories that she couldn't relate to as a bystander.

Their father was a soldier who died in a border battle, and their mother was a female textile factory worker. After learning about the death of her father, she entrusted them to her grandmother's family and promised to give her job in the textile factory to her aunt. After asking them to sign the guarantee letter, they drank the poison with a smile and went with their father.

But how could she have imagined that her grandmother and her uncle's family occupied their house and beat their children. The siblings had to sleep in the woodshed.

I can only drink a little bit of bad water every day to keep myself from dying.

My uncle's family had two girls and one son. The three children either beat or scolded them, or complained to the adults to be beaten.

Patriarchal?

Then why is Xiao Xiangbei treated like this?

All this is unusual.

After An Yinan sorted out the past, he held Xiao Xiangbei in his arms. The ten-year-old boy was not taller than other nine-year-olds, and his whole body was even more bruised. The old scars had not healed, and new ones appeared.

"Xiao Xiangbei, sister will help you live a good life."

Two lives, her only relative.

"Sister." Xiao Xiangbei was strong and didn't cry anymore. He just hugged his sister's neck. He wanted to grow up quickly and protect his sister.

The next day, with the sound of cursing outside, An Yinan patted Xiao Xiangbei's face.

"Today, my sister will send you to Aunt Zhang's house." An Yinan explained softly.

"Okay." An Xiangbei nodded, and he would do whatever his sister said.

When it was quiet outside, An Yinan gave An Xiangbei half a white flour bun and said, "Eat something first."

An Xiangbei quickly shook his head, "Sister, I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry, sister, you eat."

Last time, my sister got beaten for taking half a black bun, but as soon as she finished speaking, her stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

An Yinan rubbed An Xiangbei's head and said, "You can eat it. This is not for them. My sister also has it."

He took the other half of the steamed bun from his arms and showed it to An Xiangbei. An Xiangbei then picked the smaller one and ate it.

The child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Now that she is here, she will definitely protect Xiao Xiangbei.

After the siblings finished eating the steamed buns, An Yinan pulled An Xiangbei, crawled out of the dog hole behind the woodshed, and then went to Aunt Zhang's house.

Uncle Zhang worked as a repairman in a textile factory. His mother introduced him to the job at that time, and Aunt Zhang had been helping the siblings in secret, otherwise they would have starved to death.

"Yi Nan and Xiang Bei are here, come into the house quickly." Aunt Zhang pulled the two children and couldn't help crying. The two children, who were originally fair and clean, had to learn from each other in just one year. How is it polished?

Why is that old woman so cruel?

The married girl threw water on her, but the job and the house belonged to her parents, so how could she be so vicious?

"Auntie, I want to let Xiangbei stay at your house for a while. I'm afraid I'll get beaten again at home." An Yinan directly explained the purpose of his visit.

Aunt Zhang wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "Okay, I'll stay at my aunt's house. You can stay as long as you want."

After settling An Xiangbei, An Yinan touched something in his arms and went directly to the County Revolutionary Committee.

"This is not a place for children. They can play elsewhere." The gatekeeper saw An Yinan and pointed outside.

An Yinan had a smile on his face, "Uncle, my father is a martyr. I come to see Uncle Chen Jianhua, who is my father's comrade-in-arms."

In this era, when hearing about martyrs, the gatekeepers stand in awe.

"In this case, you sit in my cabin for a while, and I'll go ask you."

An Yinan nodded quickly, "Thank you, uncle."

The gatekeeper quickly ran into the house at the back and lowered his head and said a few words to a young man. The young man looked at An Yinan in the gatehouse and nodded.

About 2 minutes later, a tall figure trotted out, followed by the young man from before.

"I am Chen Jianhua, girl, who is your father?" Chen Jianhua's voice is a bit loud. He has been a soldier for many years, and his loud voice has long become a habit.

An Yinan stood up and said, "Uncle Chen, my father is An Qingguo."

Chen Jianhua was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned red, "Girl, your father is An Qingguo? How...when did he do it?"

The martyr, who went through the procedures from above, could not reach the county revolutionary committee at all, and he had not heard anything about it.

"It's been more than a year." An Yinan also had red eyes.

Chen Jianhua closed his eyes and thought about the scene of them fighting side by side. His life was saved by Brother An, but he didn't expect that he was already gone.

"Uncle Chen, I'm here to ask you something today." An Yinan felt a little unsure after seeing Chen Jianhua's attitude.

If Chen Jianhua was not as described by her father, she would have to find another way, which would be a lot of trouble.

"Girl, tell me." Chen Jianhua looked at the little girl with clear eyes, but it was this skinny look that made people feel particularly distressed.

"I talk a lot, do you have time?" An Yinan asked seriously, her little brows furrowed. She couldn't explain these things in one sentence or two, and she also wanted Uncle Chen to know the whole story.

Chen Jianhua nodded directly to the young man and said to An Yinan, "Come with Uncle Chen."

An Yinan followed Chen Jianhua and walked for about 5 minutes before arriving at Chen Jianhua's office.

Chen Jianhua poured a glass of hot water for An Yinan and asked her to sit on a stool, "Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry."

An Yinan then started talking about everything from his father's bad news, to his mother entrusting her siblings to her grandmother, to her mother's death for love, to her uncle's house where she took over her mother's job, but occupied their house and beat them harshly. When she scolded their siblings, she didn't even get emotional, she just told it from a third-party perspective.

Chen Jianhua stood up suddenly, the anger on his face could no longer be concealed, "How dare they?"

An Yinan pulled Chen Jianhua's sleeve, "Uncle Chen, this is the guarantee letter my mother asked them to sign at that time. The conditions are clearly written on it."

"This is proof of my dad's martyrdom."

"I also want to take my brother to the hospital to have his injuries checked, but I guess we need you to help us make arrangements, otherwise we won't be able to get the certificate."

Today's hospitals are different from modern times. If there is no important matter, the doctor will just give a few instructions and get it done. There is no paper certificate at all.

This was also the reason why she didn't take An Xiangbei to the hospital first.

"Okay, Uncle Chen will arrange it." Chen Jianhua nodded.

An Yinan smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, there is one more thing I want to trouble you with. I want to take Xiangbei to the countryside, but I have to establish a good relationship. Otherwise, Xiangbei is not old enough and I can't leave him alone in the city." .”