It sounds like a woman, and she shouldn't be young.

Nie Tiantian's pace sped up a few points, and when she walked to the door, the sound of a flute sounded in the door again, and from her angle, she could clearly see the scene in the house.

Plain fabric, plain fabric all over the sky.

The decoration should be in the style of Shanghai Tang in the seventies and eighties of the last century, and now it seems that it is a bit old-fashioned.

But it's these things that add a lot of quaintness to the house.

The person playing the flute was a woman who looked to be in her fifties.

She wore a gray cheongsam, and from her eyebrows, it could be seen that she should also be a rare beauty when she was young.

It's a pity that now, dressed in plain color, with a dull expression, he looks a lot older.

The point is, she always feels that this woman is very familiar between her eyebrows...

Suddenly, the woman who was originally addicted to playing the flute suddenly raised her head, and looked at Nie Tiantian in a daze.

Nie Tiantian was startled by that kind of withered gaze, and his steps involuntarily took a step back.

Scary!

What a scary look!

With his back against the door, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly found a black shadow next to him, turned his head, and was startled.

That woman actually came!

Still quietly.

The woman's hair is meticulously combed, the corners of the cheongsam are also very neat, and even the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes are neatly arranged.

Nie Tiantian tried to find a place to escape.

The woman suddenly grinned, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were so deep that they could trap mosquitoes, "Fangfang, mother's baby Fangfang, you're finally back." ”

Fangfang?

She's ...

！！！

Nie Tiantian suddenly realized why she felt that this woman's eyebrows were familiar.

Between this woman's eyebrows, she looks like herself. No, it should be seven or eight points like her between my eyebrows.

Is she the Wanjun that Old Man Nie said?

The woman hugged Nie Tiantian, slapped her hand on her back, and said warmly: "Fangfang, mom is here, mom will protect you, don't be afraid." ”

"There's water ahead, Fangfang, get out of the way and hide to the top. ”

"Fangfang, when you grow up, Mom and Dad will definitely find you someone who is good to you. ”

······

The woman's voice became lower and lower, and in the end, Nie Tiantian couldn't hear what she said again.

There was no sound, and Nie Tiantian looked at it and realized that she was asleep.

His eyes were closed, and his plain face was still afraid.

helped her in, put her on the bed, and pinched the quilt for her before closing the door and walking out.

As soon as I walked to the cobblestone path, I saw Ronghan City not far away.

When Rong Hancheng saw her, his steps quickened, he took three or two steps in front of her, and hugged her into his arms, "Tilt, are you okay?"

He regretted it!

If he knew that this incident made her so sad, he shouldn't have promised Old Man Nie to let her come with him.

Compared with the identity of the eldest lady of the Nie family, Rong Hancheng only hopes that Nie Tiantian will live happily.

Even if she doesn't have this identity, it doesn't affect her status in her heart at all.

Nie Tiantian took a deep breath in Rong Hancheng's arms, resurrected with full blood, and withdrew from his arms, "Rong Hancheng, I want to make a call, are you waiting for me in the pavilion over there." ”678

Looking at her slightly begging eyes, Rong Hancheng regretted and felt distressed, and his big palm fell on her sideburns, "Okay, call me when you're done." ”

"Hmm. ”

Rong Hancheng strode away, and really waited for her in the pavilion not far away.

The pavilion was not far from this, and Nie could be seen, but I couldn't hear what she said.

Nie Tiantian looked around, there was no one, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and dialed the call.

The other end was quickly connected, but it was not Xie Xiuqin's voice, but Xie Qinglang, "Tilting, did you block your uncle's WeChat?"

Xie Qinglang was in the same questioning tone as always, Nie Tiantian was still in the mood to mediate with him before, but now, she was already irritable in her heart, and when she heard Xie Qinglang's voice, she was even more annoyed, but Xie Qinglang was also an elder no matter what she said, and she had to maintain basic politeness.

"Uncle, I'm looking for me... Mother. ”

Who knew that Xie Qinglang didn't notice that Nie Tiantian's tone was wrong, and continued to babble and say Nie Tiantian: "Tingting, it's really not your uncle who said you, the older you are now, the more disobedient you are, think about you before, listen to your uncle more, you see that now, not only do you not listen to your uncle, but also blackmail your uncle, is this what you should do with your elders?"

Nie Tiantian closed his eyes, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the irritability that had rerisen in his heart, and patiently repeated: "Uncle, I'm looking for my mother." ”

"Dump, uncle is also for you..." This time Xie Qinglang didn't finish speaking, Nie Tiantian shouted out directly: "I said I'm looking for my mother!"

Her voice was very loud, and there was a cry in her roar, and even Rong Hancheng in the pavilion heard it, and she couldn't help but clench her fists.

Xie Qinglang was startled by Nie Tiantian's sudden roar, and gave the mobile phone to Xie Xiuqin in a daze, Xie Xiuqin was next to him, and he also heard Nie Tiantian shouting, and when he took the phone, his brows kept frowning, "Tiantian, your uncle said that you were for your good, how can you be so rude." ”

Xie Qinglang nodded beside him.

Or his sister has a clear mind!

I can talk about her, it's all for her good, if I let others go, I'm too lazy to tell you.

I'm really young, and I don't understand my own heart at all!

Listening to Xie Xiuqin's voice, Nie poured tears into his eyes.

For so many years, although Xie Xiuqin was eccentric, Nie Tiantian never thought that she was not her child.

That's right, why does a mother let her own children not hurt, but hurt other people's children.

"Mom..." As soon as he called out a mother, Nie Tiantian couldn't say anything else.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with work? Mom told you that things don't go well at work, and you have to learn to adjust yourself. That's how you can grow. ”

Nie poured his heart into it, because of Xie Xiuqin's words, it cooled down little by little.

Learn to adjust yourself?

I am here, I have to learn to adjust by myself, but if I go to Xiaojie, I will definitely not say that.

"Mom, am I your own?"

Quiet···

Dead silence...

After a long time, Xie Xiuqin spoke, but her tone was a little unsmooth: "Tilt, you..." How can you ask that?"

Nie Tiantian already had an idea in his heart, "Mom, tell me, am I your own child?"

"When... Of course, you are not born to me, who gave birth to you. ”

Although Xie Xiuqin said that Nie Tiantian was born to her, her slightly flustered tone still exposed the truth.

"Mom, I wasn't born to you, did I. ”

Silence...

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and then he hung up the phone with a "snap".

Nie Tiantian took the phone off his ear, and directly whirled in his head, dizzy, squatting, holding his forehead, and whimpering quietly.

Drops of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, slid into the placket of his clothes, and disappeared.

Rong Hancheng's fists clenched tighter and tighter, and finally he couldn't control it when Nie Tian squatted, strode over, squatted, cautiously, hugged her into his arms like a peerless treasure, and gave her a warm embrace.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. ”