PDLP Chapter 1176 Little Yuanbao Calls Him Dad
Chapter 1176 Little Yuanbao Calls Him Dad
Jiang Wenming sighed deeply. Recalling the scene at that time, he was still filled with an indescribable sense of heaviness.
When they rushed to rescue the villagers after successfully repelling the enemy, they found that many of them had already lost their lives and even the best medicine could not save them.
Jiang Jiyun slowly turned his head, looked at Jiang Wenming beside him, and asked, "Why did these Japanese devils suddenly launch an attack on Shenjia Village?"
Xiao Wei chimed in, "We've thought about the reasons too, but this small group of Japanese soldiers is very strange. They don't fight long, and if they can't win, they run away. We can't even capture them alive in time, because all the captured ones have committed suicide."
Jiang Jiyun found it even stranger: "Some of them are disguised as ordinary civilians, and it seems they are not here to attack!"
"It's a pity that those cunning foxes still managed to escape, and we couldn't catch a single one alive. Otherwise, we might have been able to extract more information from them."
Zhou Peng and the others, who had been silent all along, finally realized what was going on when they heard this.
It turns out that the mysterious sharpshooter who helped them was actually the "miracle doctor" little sister who was slightly younger than them!
Everyone was amazed.
Jiang Wei, standing to the side, stared intently at Jiang Jiyun with admiration, his eyes unblinking, and asked with awe, "Could it be that everyone's marksmanship is so superb?"
Xiao Wei and the others laughed and shook their heads. "Our marksmanship isn't as good as hers. It depends on talent."
Ke Yue looked around and asked, "Have you hidden your guns?"
Zhang An, holding a small child who could barely walk, walked over and said, "The gun was taken away by our comrades."
Ke Yue nodded in understanding, indicating that he deeply agreed.
They often did this on a regular basis, carefully hiding all their guns during their spare time.
There are two main reasons for this cautious approach.
Firstly, the younger siblings living with them are very curious, and if they accidentally touch or play with the objects, it could cause them to go off the rails or get injured.
Secondly, there is concern that they may find it difficult to suppress their desire for shooting practice, since ammunition is limited and cannot be wasted easily.
Just then, they all heard a clear, crisp cry: "Father!"
The little baby in Zhang An's arms was grinning and calling out happily to him.
The sudden shout startled everyone around, who all turned to look at the adorable child.
The little guy, oblivious to the strange looks from those around him, and seeing that Zhang An didn't respond, simply raised his voice again and shouted, "Dad!"
At first, Zhang An was somewhat bewildered and didn't know how to deal with the situation. However, as time passed, the child called out again, and a doting smile gradually appeared on his face.
He responded softly, "Yes!"
"father!"
"Hey!"
"father!"
"Hey!"
……
And so, the newly acquainted "father and son" sang in harmony, enjoying each other's company.
Watching the heartwarming scene unfold before him, Jiang Jiyun felt a surge of warmth welling up inside her.
She quietly observed the intimate interaction between Zhang An and the child in his arms.
Looking at Zhou Peng, whose eyes were red-rimmed, she asked, "Is he an orphan too, given how young he is?"
Zhou Peng sighed heavily and said in a somber tone, "Yes, his father went to the battlefield with the army, but unfortunately, he never returned. When his mother learned of this terrible news, she was devastated, which caused her to have unstable fetal movements."
"As a result, she suffered a difficult labor and passed away due to massive blood loss. After all, my sister-in-law had helped us a lot back then, so I decided to bring my young son, Yuanbao, back to raise him."
Zhang An looked quietly at the group of children in front of her, and a wave of sorrow welled up in her heart.
The older children were all thin and bony, practically skin and bones.
They themselves were like that, yet they took very good care of their youngest children, who, while not exactly chubby, at least did not appear excessively thin.
He looked down at the excited little guy in his arms, waving his arms and legs, and a smile crept onto his lips. He asked softly, "So his name is Xiao Yuanbao! Does he have a proper name?"
Upon hearing this, Ke Yue and the other children all fell silent.
In fact, without exception, they were all orphans with no one to rely on, and they didn't even know what their original surnames were.
Normally, people can only address each other by the surname of the person who found them; their given names are entirely given to them by the older brothers and sisters.
“I don’t know Yuanbao’s father’s exact name. I just heard his neighbors call him Carpenter Zhang. Before his mother died, she put a little gold ingot in the baby’s swaddling clothes, so we call him Little Yuanbao. We haven’t given him a proper name yet.” Zhou Peng said, and then came over to take Little Yuanbao.
When Xiao Yuanbao saw his older brother trying to hug him, he immediately twisted his small head and quickly wrapped his arms tightly around Zhang An's neck, muttering repeatedly, "No, no, Daddy! Daddy!"
Zhang An gently patted Xiao Yuanbao's round little bottom and coaxed him tenderly, "Alright, my good boy! Let Daddy hold you!"
Just then, Zhang Qinghui, who had been silent all along, finally came over and carefully took Jiang Jiyun's hand.
Jiang Jiyun slowly turned her head and looked at the girl in front of her who seemed hesitant. She remained silent for a long time.
She frowned and asked softly, "Is there something you want to tell me? Don't be shy, we'll definitely help you if we can."
Zhang Qinghui took a deep breath, seemingly encouraging herself, and then mustered the courage to raise her head and look directly at Jiang Jiyun.
She stammered, "Little...little miracle doctor, could...could you please help treat this older sister's illness?"
"Oh? Who is it? Is someone else here seriously ill?" Jiang Jiyun asked suspiciously.
Zhang Qinghui shook her head and explained, "It's not the older sister here. Sister Siya doesn't live here, but she often comes over with food to see us, and sometimes she stays to teach us to read and write."
Jiang Jiyun frowned upon hearing the title "Sister Si Ya".
The name sounded familiar, like I'd heard it somewhere before, but after thinking for a moment, I shook my head.
She turned to Xiao Wei for help and asked curiously, "Brother Xiao Wei, do you know someone named Siya? Why does this name sound so familiar?"
Xiao Wei thought about it for a while but couldn't come up with anything. It was their first time in Jinling, so they probably didn't know anyone there.
So he guessed that "many girls in rural areas have similar names, which are their full names when combined with their surname, especially in families that favor sons over daughters."
Zhang Qinghui suddenly remembered Sister Si Ya's identity and said, "She was also a comrade in your New Fourth Army. She was seriously injured in the explosion and was brought out by her comrades. She was in a coma at a villager's house for more than half a year before she woke up."