CHAPTER XXIII
Just when Wen Jianning thought that he wouldn't say any more, he suddenly heard him say, "I'm looking for someone." β
Unlike Jianning's situation, Wen Baiqing was snatched from his mother by the Wen family back then.
The mother and son, who depended on each other, were forced to separate their flesh and blood, so Wen Baiqing hated the Wen family so much.
Over the years, he had not been without the idea of trying to inquire about his mother's whereabouts, but according to his former neighbors, his mother's whereabouts were soon unknown shortly after he was taken away by the Wen family.
It wasn't until not long ago that Wen Baiqing got news of her. A former neighbor told him that his mother had somehow moved from the mainland to Hong Kong in order to find out his whereabouts, and had become a prostitute on the streets of Tangxi.
The man only glanced at it at that time, and did not leave the address of Wen Baiqing's mother, so he could only find someone by himself.
Wen Baiqing stayed in Guangdong all the year round, and was accompanied by servants of the Wen family, so it was difficult for him to come to Hong Kong to personally investigate his mother's whereabouts, so he had to pay someone to inquire. Although he didn't say some things, Wen Jianning could guess that if his mother's identity was really so embarrassing now, with his personality, he definitely didn't want outsiders to know. Being able to tell Wen Jianning about this at least shows that he doesn't treat her as an outsider.
Wen Jianning thought for a while and asked, "Otherwise, I'll help you inquire in Hong Kong?"
As soon as she heard him mention Tangxi just now, she quickly thought of the prostitute who shared the house with Mr. Qi back then, and she didn't know if there would be a result of writing to ask Mr. Qi.
Wen Baiqing flatly refused: "This is my business, don't interfere." β
"But you borrowed money from me. β
Wen Baiqing choked, a little annoyed and angry, and lectured her: "You are just a female student, where can you go to find out the news, and in the end, don't accidentally put yourself in it." β
Seeing that he said so seriously, Wen Jianning had no choice but to nod: "I can understand your feelings, but you can't be in a hurry about this matter." Although Hong Kong is small, there are so many people, you can only find it slowly. β
"I know that. Wen Baiqing said in a deep voice.
Speaking of this, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "I don't have much hope, after all, she lives in that kind of place, and after so many years, maybe she is no longer alive." β
Wen Jianning comforted in a low voice: "No, she hasn't found you yet, she will definitely be fine." β
Just like my aunt and uncle, they will be fine, they must still be alive and well somewhere.
Wen Jianning looked up at the gray sky outside the umbrella, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
In the past six years, she has not often thought of her aunt and uncle. Even Mr. Qi, in the first year of her departure, she slowly got used to it. In another ten or twenty years, maybe one day, she will really forget about them.
She didn't let herself dwell on the past for too long, and quickly retracted her thoughts and asked, "How much money do you have to pay someone to inquire?"
Wen Baiqing said: "The money is still enough, but I'm worried that it won't last long." If someone is found in the future, it will only be a large sum of money to redeem her body. I want to bring her to my side, but I'm afraid that I won't have enough money in the next year or two. β
Wen Jianning nodded: "You don't have to worry about money, I'll figure it out with you." β
Wen Baiqing wanted to ask her what she wanted, but he thought that his sister had always had this kind of temperament, looking at Anfen, but he had a hundred ideas in his heart. While these ideas don't necessarily work, she is always inexplicably confident in everything.
The two continued to walk forward against the wind and rain, and the sound of a car coming behind them was heard again.
Wen Baiqing hurriedly pulled Wen Jianning to the side, so as not to be splashed with muddy water again.
The car came to a slow stop beside them and honked its horn.
The two looked at each other and walked to the rear door, where someone inside opened the door.
Wen Jianning glanced at it and immediately said in surprise: "Sister Feng Ling." β
The young woman in the back seat of the car who was smiling at her was none other than Feng Ling.
Back then, because she fell out with her family, she taught Wen Jianning and them English for two years to barely make ends meet. Later, her family finally relented and no longer imposed marriage on her, so she happily packed her luggage and returned to Shanghai.
Feng Ling glanced at her and said with a smile, "How did you make yourself look like this?" β
Wen Jianning said embarrassedly: "Today, I went to the dock to pick up my cousin, and the car broke down on the way." I thought I would take a ride and take a ride, but it wouldn't take long to get there. I didn't expect the rain to be so heavy and the road to be so far. β
Wen Baiqing took over the conversation beside her just right, and said concisely: "Wen Baiqing is Jianning's cousin. β
Feng Ling bowed her head and pulled the arm of the person next to her to introduce them: "This is my younger brother Feng Yi." β
The teenager who had turned his head to look at the other side of the car window was dragged by an arm, and then he had to turn his head. He has never liked to socialize with people, so he just subconsciously glanced at the girl in front of the car door and nodded at her.
Feng Ling on her side blocked the light, and Feng Yi's eyesight had always been bad, and she couldn't see the girl's face clearly for a while.
He only saw her wearing a short-sleeved cheongsam with a man's coat on her head, looking petite and slightly embarrassed. The skin seems to be very white, and the facial features can be vaguely seen to be very delicate, with a pair of clear and pure apricot eyes.
The moment he met those eyes, Feng Yi remembered the sentence in Tang poetry for some reason.
ββThe clouds are green and green, and the water is surging and smoking.
The light in the car was dim, and Wen Jianning could only see that he was about the same age as her, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with clear and heroic eyebrows, but it seemed that his eyes were a little bad, scattered and unfocused, and he retracted his gaze after looking at her, and still turned his head to look out of the window.
Feng Ling smiled and beckoned, "Let's come up first." β
Wen Jianning thought for a moment, but was not polite to her, and got into the car. Wen Baiqing also followed her and got into the car.
There were four people sitting in the back seat of the car, and the already small space in the car suddenly became crowded, and the doors couldn't be closed.
Wen Baiqing wanted to go around to the seat in front of him, but when he looked up, he saw that the seat next to the driver was full of tall gift boxes, not to mention that he was a tall and long-legged young man, even if Wen Jianning was as petite as he could not sit down.
The scene was a little awkward for a while.
Wen Jianning sighed first and said to Wen Baiqing: "You eat less in the future." β
Wen Baiqing glared at her.
Feng Yi, who had been silent before, suddenly turned his head and said, "I'll get out of the car." β
The young man's voice is clear and his words are clear, but the tone is too flat and a little old-fashioned.
"No," Feng Ling flatly refused, "don't think I don't know what you're thinking, don't you just want to go back and read your broken books of Raushzi." When you are young, you should see more girls, but you should nest in a small study to be an old scholar, and how to marry a daughter-in-law in the future. Today is a rare opportunity for you to meet the ladies and ladies of Hong Kong. If you don't like Shanghai, Hong Kong can always have an eye. β
Feng Yi said in a steady voice: "Such a rare opportunity, I can meet it every day in the past half a month." β
Without waiting for Feng Ling, who was annoyed and embarrassed to be a sister, Wen Jianning spoke first: "It's really not good to trouble you like this, let's get off in front." Sister Feng Ling, after you arrive, please inform the people in our family, they will send a car to pick us up in a while, and we won't have to wait long. β
Feng Ling shook her head: "How can this work, since I have encountered it, I can still let you wait in the rain." β
A group of people pushed back and forth, and in the end, according to the method said by the young man named Feng Yi, he got out of the car first and waited in the same place, and asked Wen Jianning and the others to go back and change their wet clothes first, and then send a car to pick him up.
Feng Yi opened the car door from his side, got out of the car with an umbrella, and said to Feng Ling: "You can return the glasses to me first." β
Although Feng Ling was worried that his younger brother had run away again, on such a rainy day, people with good eyes couldn't see clearly, so he was afraid that something would happen to him, so he still took out his glasses from his handbag and handed them to him.
Feng Yi put on his glasses and subconsciously glanced into the car.
The girl just turned her head and was talking to her cousin, and she couldn't see her face.
However, he didn't care, and quickly withdrew his gaze, waved goodbye to his sister Feng Ling, and watched the car disappear into the rain.
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After waiting for the car to drive a distance, Feng Ling sighed: "Let you see the smile, my younger brother has been a stuffy gourd since he was a child, he only likes to read books all day long, and he doesn't like to deal with people, especially when he sees girls, he doesn't know where to put his hands." I wanted to take him out to see more, but when you look at his reluctance, it really gives me a headache. β
Wen Jianning remembered hearing Feng Ling mention that she had a very smart brother at home, so she couldn't help asking.
Speaking of this, Feng Ling and Yourong said: "Although our family Ah Yi is a little old-fashioned, his head is indeed very smart. It's not that I brag for him, he can memorize Tang poems at the age of three, he can read more than 3,000 words when he was four years old, and he only won the first place and scholarship in the exam from childhood to adulthood, and he is one of the smartest in our entire Feng family. β
Wen Jianning and Wen Baiqing glanced at each other, feeling that Feng Ling was not so much like the young man's sister just now, but more like his own mother.
Feng Ling bragged all the way for her brother, and only then did she ask, "Jianning, can you agree to my request in a while." β
Wen Jianning had a puzzled look on his face.
Feng Ling was a little embarrassed and said, "Your first dance at the dance in a while, can I book it for our family Ah Yi." He is shy, but he is afraid that he will not dare to take the initiative to invite girls to dance when he goes to a place like a ball. But you don't have to be embarrassed, if you really don't want to, don't worry about her. β
Wen Jianning hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.
It's just that she thinks that Sister Feng Ling's younger brother is very likely not to come to this dance party at all.
The group talked all the way, and soon arrived at the door of the Wen family's villa.
The driver turned back first to pick up Feng Yi, while Wen Jianning's brother and sister separated from Feng Ling first.
The two of them looked like chickens in soup, and they definitely couldn't go upstairs through the living room from the main entrance, so they could only bypass the corridor to the small door at the back, let the maids open the door, first change into a set of clean clothes, and then go upstairs to wipe their hair and change their dresses while people were not paying attention, and they also drank a big bowl of steaming ginger soup to avoid catching a cold after the rain.
Wen Baiqing was fast, and after changing her clothes, she knocked on Wen Jianning's door, and she was sitting in front of the mirror and asked the maid to comb her hair.
Seeing him come in, Wen Jianning raised his hand and sent the maid away: "No need, so be it." β
It's too late, not to mention that tonight's protagonist is Jianwan, as long as she doesn't make mistakes.
After the maid went out, Wen Baiqing asked, "Do you really want to dance with that surnamed Feng in a while?"
Wen Jianning turned his head to look at him: "Anyway, I took someone else's car just now, can you maintain a minimum of politeness." β
Wen Baiqing persuaded her earnestly: "If it's nothing if it's just dancing, if his sister has to make other requests in the future, don't be deceived by someone without saying a word." I was listening in the car just now, although this young man named Feng Yi has an extraordinary family background, but the eldest sister above is too strong, I am afraid that he will be a soft-eared person in the future, and he will only listen to his family, not a good match. β
Wen Jianning raised his forehead and sighed: "Where do you think of it, Sister Feng Ling just mentioned it casually." I'm not old enough to get married, so you're worried too much. β
Wen Baiqing was noncommittal, but said: "If it weren't for the fact that it was a new era now, in the past, you would have been married at your age." β
By the time they had packed up and gone downstairs, most of the guests had already arrived, and although the dance had not yet begun, acquaintances were gathering in groups and chatting.
Seeing that Wen Jianning's brother and sister finally came over, Mei Shan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally here, why did you delay it for so long." β
Wen Baiqing lowered her voice to explain the reason, she nodded and said, "Okay, you go and see your aunt and them first." β
The brother and sister saw Jianwan and Wen Jingshu standing in the crowd from a distance.
Wen Jingshu was taking Jianwan to introduce the guests.
This will meet a few local wealthy businessmen and gentry in a row, and see that the smile on Wan's face is getting stiffer and stiffer, and a face can hardly be hung up.
Wen Jingshu saw her displeasure, and was about to let her play with the teenagers and girls of the same age, when a thin little old man wearing a rusty red Wanfutuan flower life gown suddenly intervened sideways and stopped in front of them.
(End of chapter)