She took out an amulet from the drawer and handed it to her husband, "Take this with you."

"We are all Bolsheviks, and we don't believe this..." Ah Hai said.

"I believe it!" Lu Wenwen bit her lip and said, "I don't want the child to have no father."

Looking at his wife's stubborn and determined eyes, Ah Hai silently took the amulet and carefully put it on her body.

Lu Wenwen pretended to be happy, pointed at her belly with a big belly, and said in a proud tone, "Say goodbye to our son."

"How do you know it's a son? Maybe it's a girl." Ah Hai said.

"It's my son!" Lu Wenwen thrust her stomach and said almost gritting her teeth.

...

Ah Hai put the suitcase in place, he squatted down, put his head on his wife's big belly, and murmured softly, "Child, Dad is going to fight the Japanese, and he is going to fight. You must be obedient, grow up healthily, and protect your mother."

Then, Ah Hai gritted his teeth, opened the door, and walked into the vast and deep night on the beach with his suitcase.

No one saw tears falling from his eyes after he turned around and left.

Lu Wenwen leaned against the door frame and watched her husband's back gradually disappear, only the thick darkness was at her eyes.

She closed the door and bolted it almost numbly.

Her mood became almost strangely calm, and she sat on the stool with expressionless expression.

Finally, the woman gritted her teeth and cursed, "The Japanese devil who killed thousands of swords!"

Then the woman covered her face with her hands and cried in a low voice, almost fainting.

The little guy in his stomach kicked his mother, as if he was comforting, and seemed to express his longing and worry for his father who was leaving.

"We are all fine." The woman stroked her belly, "We are all fine, waiting for the day when the revolution is victorious!"

She said to the child, and it seemed to be telling her.

...

"The little guy is very noisy." Cheng Qianfan lay on Ruolan's belly, closed his eyes, and listened to the child's movements.

Bai Ruolan had a happy smile on her beautiful face, "This doll must be very naughty in the future."

"It's so naughty, naughty and solid." Cheng Qianfan said.

A picture appeared in his eyes:

Because of his naughtyness, his mother Su Zhifu hit him with a broom. The father tried to rescue him, defending his son and saying, "It's naughty, naughty and sturdy." After he got the power of his father, he arrogantly raised his waist and said to his mother, "Mom, have you heard my dad say it?"

Su Zhifu took the broom and gently tapped his head, then hit his father again, muttering, "Don't worry."

The father and son looked at each other and both smiled.

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