1970s: Hot wife accompanies the army, cold-faced rough man is not easy to tease

Chapter 291 Not the FBI, but Better Than the FBI
When the situation in China was critical, Song Huanian planned to immigrate to the United States with his wife and children. He had made all the arrangements, but his daughter, Song Jinshu, was determined not to leave.

Song Jinshu devoted herself to the revolution and found like-minded revolutionary partners. How could she abandon her homeland if the war of resistance against Japan did not end?

Enraged, Song Huanian locked his daughter in the house. The stubborn Song Jinshu left a note and left home, never to be heard from again.

The Song family waited until the very last moment before Song Huanian reluctantly led his family onto a ship bound for Hong Kong, then traveled to the United States, where they settled down in San Francisco.

After the situation stabilized, he tried to get people to inquire, but all the clues indicated that Song Jinshu had already passed away.

His wife had always been in poor health, and Song Huanian didn't dare tell her the devastating news.

This was his lifelong pain; his wife longed for their long-lost daughter until her death.

Song Huanian thought he would take his regrets and remorse to his grave, but one day he unexpectedly heard news about Song Jinshu from his granddaughter's classmate.

The violent impact left his mind blank, and he was completely unable to control himself.

Song Yunqing had never seen such a scene before. As far back as she could remember, Song Huanian had always been refined, composed, and always spoke with propriety and ease.

In her panic, she only remembered one thing: to call her father.

Song Heting was completely confused, but his father's emotional outburst was enough for him to drop everything and rush back.

For Lu Youyou, it was originally just a simple visit, but after only half a day, all the members of the Song family who could attend had arrived.

Song Heting, his wife Chu Yan, and his son Song Shaoqing were all present, but Song Heting's younger brother was unable to return because he was in Hong Kong.

The old man had his granddaughter stay with Lu Youyou and called everyone else to his study.

Song Yunqing lost her usual carefree attitude and was completely immersed in the past, which she couldn't quite describe as either thrilling or epic.

War raging, patriotism, love and hate, separation of family and loved ones... each and every one of these could be the subject of a novel of hundreds of thousands of words.

The naive young girl had never heard of such things before; the whole affair was more convoluted than a Hollywood blockbuster.

If they weren't roommates, if she hadn't gone to Reading with them, if Grandpa hadn't invited Lu Youyou to the old house, if Lu Youyou hadn't noticed that photo...

It takes so many "what ifs" to piece together today's story, making one marvel at the wonder of fate.

"So you're my... um... cousin-in-law?"

Song Yunqing couldn't hide her excitement. No wonder they got along so well; they were practically relatives!

"If I'm not mistaken, that should be it."

"What does my cousin look like? Does he look like my aunt?"

Song Yunqing had never met Song Jinshu before, and their relationship wasn't particularly deep, but she was very curious about her suddenly appearing cousin.

Lu Youyou thought for a moment and said, "They look quite alike, even their eyebrows and eyes are similar."

Song Yunqing grabbed her arm, her eyes lighting up: "Sister-in-law, do you have any photos?"

The word "cousin-in-law" made Lu Youyou pause for a few seconds; the change of address came too quickly!
"No, his profession is special, so I didn't bring any photos with me."

Song Yunqing clearly hadn't expected this twist, and her voice immediately dropped to a minimum: "How special? The FBI?"

Lu Youyou finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You watch too many movies!"

Song Yunqing didn't know why she blurted out "FBI." Her face flushed, and she said embarrassedly, "That's what I meant. China has its own system of secrecy, right?"

Lu Youyou chuckled and said, "He's a soldier."

Song Yunqing opened her mouth wide, then immediately covered it with her hands, afraid of making any noise.

Not the FBI, but better than the FBI!

Based on her experience of listening to her grandfather tell stories of the War of Resistance against Japan, Chinese soldiers and people were always brave and mysterious.

Moreover, just a few years after the Vietnam War, the United States suffered a defeat in Asia!

Song Yunqing felt that she wouldn't be able to digest this story in a short time; it was too convoluted and bizarre, with each chapter pushing the limits of her imagination.

"I've always wanted to visit Beijing, and now I want to even more." The little girl was filled with longing for her hometown across the ocean. "I bet Grandpa will definitely go, and I'll go with him!" "Okay, I'll treat you to Peking duck then."

"Better than what we've had in Chinatown?"

"of course."

The two chatted easily, while the atmosphere in the study was completely different.

Song Heting is a very loving older brother who dotes on his younger sister. He felt guilty for a long time for not being able to keep an eye on Song Jinshu back then.

When he was young, he didn't understand his sister's pursuits, whether it was ideals or love. Now he understands, but his sister is no longer here.

After hearing the whole story, this ruthless man in the business world suddenly had tears in his eyes: "You mean Nannan's roommate is Jinshu's daughter-in-law?"

Song Huanian seemed to still be caught up in his heavy emotions, his voice very low: "It hasn't been confirmed yet, but I have a feeling it's true."

"Where is my sister's child?"

"China."

Song Heting fell silent.

He hadn't thought of his hometown, China, for a long time. Separated by his sister's life, he was even afraid to recall those chaotic days of war.

However, now that he has news of his nephew, he has to go back no matter what.

"Dad, when do you want to leave?"

Song Heting knew his father's decision without asking. Fortunately, his father was in good health and should be able to make the trip.

"Let me think, let me think..."

Song Huanian still had some questions for Lu Youyou. Apart from one name, they knew nothing about Gu Qingye.

Because of this unexpected incident, Lu Youyou's visit was extended from two days to five days.

Suddenly finding her mother-in-law's family meant she had to tell Gu Qingye. To contact him, she had to use the embassy's hotline. Upon hearing this, Song Huanian immediately made Song Shaoqing the driver and Song Yunqing the guest. The three of them, grandmother and granddaughter, took Lu Youyou to the embassy together.

"Youyou, go ahead, Grandpa is waiting for you outside."

Song Huanian stopped using the unfamiliar term "Lu Tongxue" the next day. His daughter was gone, but he still had his grandson and granddaughter-in-law.

He only wanted to find his daughter's shadow in Lu Youyou, even though the two were nothing alike and their personalities were completely different.

"Excuse me."

"Why be so polite with your grandfather!"

Zhao Xiang was already waiting at the door. Lu Youyou had said yesterday that she wanted to talk to Gu Qingye, and they had already arranged a private line in advance.

beep-

The sound on the overseas call was different from the one in China; it seemed faster, just like her heart rate had exceeded 90.

Transfer, waiting, transfer, waiting...

After countless transfers, Lu Youyou finally heard that familiar voice.

"Hello, this is Gu Qingye."

"it's me."

"Ok, I know……"

Gu Qingye's voice suddenly softened; he had a thousand words to say, but in the end, they all boiled down to one sentence—

"Youyou, are you alright?"

Lu Youyou circled the phone bill again and again, just like the night before she left, when she lay on Gu Qingye's chest, her fingers twirling an inch of his hair...