Super Soldier in the Chapter 1825 - 1886: Dancing Lightly and Freely

Chapter 1825: Chapter 1886: Dancing Lightly and Freely

Once, when Li Yifei’s mother’s sister ca over, Li Yifei’s mother handed the just-awakened Li Yifei to her sister, while she... ran next door to play poker.

This wasn’t really about any quality issue with his mother; it was just that she was taking care of the child all by herself at that ti. Plus, she was young then, practically a kid herself, and very playful. Having endured several months, she seized the opportunity to have so fun when she found a break.

Li Yifei had heard his mother ntion this story many tis and found it amusing. Seeing Song Lianyao’s expression now, it suddenly reminded him of his mother. Perhaps his mother had the sa mindset at the ti, which is why Li Yifei imdiately agreed.

"Dad, we’re heading out now," Li Yifei said.

Song Lianyao’s dad nodded hurriedly and said, "Go on, go on, don’t worry, your mother and I can take care of everything."

Song Lianyao also cheerfully said, "Thanks, Dad."

Song Lianyao’s dad waved at his daughter and even winked. When the two were dressed and ready to leave, Song Lianyao’s father stopped them, handed over the car keys, and said, "Take my car. Yifei, your car is too big and hard to park."

"Okay," Li Yifei took the car keys, and he and Song Lianyao headed out. It was then that Song Lianyao’s mother ca out, wearing an apron, ready to make lunch. Seeing her son-in-law and daughter about to leave, she asked, "Where are you guys heading?"

"Mom, let Dad explain; we’re off now. Bye-bye," said Song Lianyao, pulling Li Yifei downstairs.

"This child... she’s been a mother for so long, yet still acts like a kid," Song Lianyao’s mom shook her head and said to her husband.

"They’re eting a friend, no need to worry with Yifei around," Song Lianyao’s dad said, "Oh, what did you make for lunch? It’s a pity our darling grandkids can’t eat yet, or else they could have anything their grandma makes."

Song Lianyao’s father drove an Audi A4; the car was a bit old, used for business trips usually, but it was clean inside without any odd slls. Li Yifei drove while Song Lianyao navigated, excitedly pointing out various spots along the way, narrating stories to Li Yifei. For instance, she told him about the little stalls that used to line a small bridge, selling snacks or trinkets. During school days, Song Lianyao would pass by every day, buy so food, or browse the little items. Even though these items were fairly similar every day, they still provided plenty of fun.

Another example was when they passed an old building. Song Lianyao would reminisce, "There used to be a small Internet café here. I went twice, both tis accompanied by classmates. Back then, surfing the web was expensive, three yuan an hour."

Passing by a tiny restaurant, Song Lianyao excitedly patted Li Yifei’s arm and pointed at the restaurant, saying, "Honey, their food is so delicious! My dad told

this place has been around since his childhood; it’s been open for decades, and it’s still in business."

Li Yifei chuckled and said, "Why don’t we eat here today?"

"Today? No, there are so many people. We should find a nice place for dinner. Tomorrow, let’s sneak here ourselves!" As she spoke, Song Lianyao swallowed, seemingly salivating at the thought of the delicious food.

Li Yifei laughed heartily, seeing the mischief in Song Lianyao’s eyes that he didn’t often see at ho, which put him in a great mood. He made a ntal note of the restaurant’s na and then said, "Alright, we’ll bring the family tomorrow to eat here."

"Mmhmm, great! When I didn’t see it, I wasn’t thinking about it, but now that I see it, I really want to eat there. I’m telling you, honey, I guarantee the food there is amazing. You won’t regret it."

"Is it really that good?" Li Yifei asked.

"Of course, it’s guaranteed to be delicious! Back when I was in school, I had a hundred yuan for pocket money each month, and I’d save fifty to eat here once or twice!"

"Little foodie."

"Yes, indeed, a foodie," Song Lianyao nodded imdiately.

Passing by a school, as they approached, Song Lianyao asked Li Yifei to slow down, pointing at the school gate, "The first ti I got into a fight was here. So girls accused

of seducing their boyfriend and confronted

after school."

"And then?" Li Yifei asked with great interest, surprised to find out that Song Lianyao would get into fights, sothing he hadn’t expected.

"Then we started fighting. But girl fights aren’t as fierce as boy fights; mostly hair-pulling, kicking stomachs, and slapping faces. I developed quickly and was tall, while they were shorties. Hmph, I slapped them back, and they never dared to bother

again," Song Lianyao said proudly.

"No wonder!" Li Yifei clicked his tongue, saying.

Song Lianyao imdiately beca nervous, asking, "No wonder what?"

"No wonder you’re so tough. Rember at Yingying’s wedding when you and the others fought? I saw your skills then, specifically hitting weak spots. I thought you learned it from soone, but turns out it was self-taught!"

As soon as Li Yifei finished speaking, Song Lianyao pouted and then grinned bashfully.

This was where Song Lianyao studied, from middle school to high school, as the two were connected. The middle school entrance was on this side, the high school entrance opposite, with only a wall separating the grades. This place held six years’ worth of mories for Song Lianyao, the most beautiful years of her youth. Returning brought her joy.

The woman they were about to et was also a friend Song Lianyao had known for over ten years. However, in recent years, their connections had diminished. They were middle and high school classmates, but after college, their contact lessened. Back then, on the way to and from school, they lived in the sa direction, walked ho together, discussing which boy from which class was handso, or sotis, who was silly.

Describing it with one phrase, it would be "carefree and youthful." Otherwise, Song Lianyao wouldn’t have abandoned the kids and dragged her husband out at a friend’s call.

"You must treasure this gathering; such friendships are hard to co by," Li Yifei sighed.

"Exactly, I have few friends as it is, and even fewer longti friends. It’s indeed rare," Song Lianyao nodded in agreent and added, "My friend’s na is very pretty, Yin Feng’er."

"It’s nice, but not as nice as my wife’s na," Li Yifei said with a pout.

"Hehe..."