Huh——

What Wen Qingshui didn't expect was that Song Aimin, who was weird in yin and yang, smiled instead! Taking advantage of the sunset, his smile looked bright and sunny. How did this man change so quickly?

"You're so direct! You speak so really that it makes people feel uncomfortable!" Mr. Song said.

"It's uncomfortable for you to speak!" Wen Qingshui thought that she had been with Song Aimin for a long time, so she was so small.

"It's true that my words make you uncomfortable, but your words make me comfortable all of a sudden!"

Saying this, Wen Qingshui was a little confused.

"What? Are you a masochist?"

"Perhaps! Thank you for coming!" he got out of the car.

Wen Qingshui was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

This Song Aimin is worthy of being Song Xijun's half-brother, and it is really not ordinary awkward, and he has to fight with Song Xijun.

Thinking of this, she also smiled, no longer hesitated, and got out of the car.

There are obviously not many people living here now, and after walking for more than half an hour, they saw some old or very young ones. Fortunately, in order to produce naturally, Wen Qingshui has always insisted on exercising. But even so, although not too tired, I was a little tired!

Song Aimin was in front, and he happened to encounter another intersection, he walked on the left and looked on the right.

"Song Aimin, do you know the road?" Wen Qingshui couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know!"

Song Aimin said and turned around and looked at Wen Qingshui, who had a big belly. Her face was ruddy because of the exercise, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead. His eyes softened.

So he walked back and walked forward slowly with Wen Qingshui in his arms. As she walked, she told her what her mother had said in her diary.

"My mother's family was not wealthy when she was a child, but her father and mother, who I had never met, were very capable. Although they are all old and simple farmers, when the national policy is good, my grandfather is very keen to grasp it and start a small business. ”

"Do you know what it does?"

"I started selling bicycle accessories, and then I sold clothes. At that time, there were all kinds of bicycles, and the spare parts and maintenance business was not bad! There were also a few shops in the town that sold spare parts. But none of them are as popular as my grandfather. He is easy-going, even if he does business and makes money, he does not have his eyes above the top, let alone no one in his eyes, so he is very loved by ten miles and eight villages. Gradually, it came to the fore. ”

"Your grandfather is also very business-minded!"

"Actually, the most powerful is my grandmother. She was originally a simple housewife, and her simplicity was even very good in the business field, and she soon showed her talents. And later, many, many situations proved that my grandma was more sensitive to business than my grandfather. And the husband and wife worked together, and gradually the family became one of the best in the town. ”

"My grandfather's family has become a big family in the town, and my mother is already beautiful, good at studying, and has a good personality. So my grandfather's house instantly became the object of everyone in the town who wanted to kiss him. My mother also became the envy of almost all the children in town. The people who came to ask for relatives were almost sent out of town. ”

"And then?"

Then, it seemed that someone came and talked with my grandfather for a long time, and the two of them finally broke up. ”

"And then?"

"No, the diary will be unrecognizable when it gets here! ”

Wen Qingshui was a little sad when he heard it. She had a feeling that this should be the beginning of a cut. But the clue is still broken.

Wen Qingshui was a little disappointed, and he was afraid that Song Aimin would be upset, so he had to pull him around to look around.

"Look, there, isn't it very similar to this background?"

"It seems to be!"

Song Aimin, who was low, also lit up his eyes. He just wanted to take a few quick steps over, and then thought of Wen Qingshui. So he patiently turned back to help her.

But too much time has passed, and he was young back then. Even if he pushed the door open and entered, he was still not sure.

Standing at the door, looking at the ruins inside, it was a mess. Even the corners of the house have collapsed, where is a little angry!

"Don't worry, maybe it's not here? Let's compare the photos again!"

Wen Qingshui saw Song Aimin's face pale, and hurriedly persuaded him.

Song Aimin looked at Wen Qingshui, his eyes were a little moist.

He wanted to say that he could not forget his mother, he wanted to say that he was really lonely and helpless without his mother, he wanted to say that he felt that he was really useless, not only could he not help his mother, but now he could not even recognize a place he had visited.

Then he saw her concerned face, her bulging belly that looked like she was about to give birth.

Her soft gaze gave him too much courage. It seems that I have an answer in my heart, and I can't help but want to go in and have a look anyway.

"I'll go in with you!" Wen Qingshui said in an understanding and gentle manner.

"Well, be careful, it looks messy inside, and the ground is uneven!"

Song Aimin is a little sheep at the moment. Fortunately, he is still a little sheep who knows the weight of the matter. He walked beside her, holding her steadily. I'm afraid that the yard is too dilapidated, and she has a mistake.

This is a typical farm yard. Although it has fallen into disrepair for a long time and has lost its former style, the walls of the main house can vaguely see the glass embedded in the early years under the only little sunset. That's the decoration that only rich people make on their houses.

There was a wing room on the left and right sides of the main house, most of which had collapsed, and even the windows had fallen to one side. But even so, the dilapidated outline of the house is still there, but you can still see the wealth and unique family background of the past.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?"

An old voice suddenly broke off behind them, startling both Song Aimin and Wen Qingshui.

"Hello Auntie, we are here to find our roots. But I was too young to remember the way. I don't know if it's the family's old house. Please forgive me if I have offended you!"

Even though Wen Qingshui is willful and childish now, he is still much calmer than Song Aimin. And she has a big belly, which makes it easy for people to let go of their guard and have a good feeling.

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, the old lady's expression softened a lot.

"No offense to me, this is my old benefactor's house. I'm too old to care about anything. It's okay to come and see! You didn't mean to do the damage!"

Although what the old lady said was very sincere, Wen Qingshui really couldn't think of it, this place was ruined like this, and there was anything else to be afraid of people destroying! If it is destroyed, it will be like this! But obviously Wen Qingshui would not be stupid enough to say this.

"Auntie, since you know the owner, do you know what the family's surname is?"

"Surname Li!"

After the old lady finished speaking, both of them were a little excited.

"Then do you know her?" Song Aimin hurriedly handed over the yellowed old photo.

The old lady's eyes were dizzy, and she couldn't see clearly after looking at it for a long time. nodded for a while, shook his head for a while, and finally Wen Qingshui and Song Aimin were a little disappointed.

"Do you know Li Mengluo?" Wen Qingshui suddenly remembered, and Song Aimin also rekindled hope. Maybe the old man just has bad eyes?

"Li Mengluo, I don't know!"

disappointed again, the loss on Song Aimin's face can't be hidden!

"Well, Auntie, do you know the person surnamed Li who sells bicycle parts?"

"Is this one?"

The old lady's words stunned both of them! What followed was a surprise. This surprise came too unexpectedly.

In addition to being happy, Wen Qingshui now not only doubts the old lady's eyesight, but also doubts the old lady's memory!

"Auntie, tell us about your benefactor!"

"Good, good!"

The old man immediately began to talk as if no one had spoken to her for many days.

"My benefactor's name is Li Yongjun. Back then, he started his business by selling bicycle parts. The business grew bigger and bigger, and later he invested in the city and opened a company. It's one of the richest people in our area. And he is not a person who forgets his roots when he has money. Whoever in the township has a problem, he will help!"

"I worked at my benefactor's company that year. My mother was very ill and I had no money for treatment. After he found out, he gave me 100,000 directly. ”

When the old lady talked about the past, her whole body fell into memory. There was reverence on their faces.

"It's a pity! Good people don't live long, and I don't know who they offended, and the whole company has nothing left overnight! Within ten days, the two were found dead at home, saying that it was a gas leak. Their only daughter is nowhere to be found!"

"Do you know what his daughter's name is?"

"Li Meiluo!"

Wen Qingshui and Song Aimin glanced at each other. It's as if the truth is already out there.

"Do you have any news of her?"

"Well, for so many years, I have been here almost every day, and I have never seen anyone coming! No, I have been here once, several years ago, there was a woman with a child in her arms. ”

Song Aimin was shocked. Wen Qingshui hurriedly grabbed him and didn't let him get too excited.

"Are you sure? a few years ago?"

The woman didn't say anything, and when she saw me, it was like a ghost. Before I even arrived, she ran away with the baby in her arms, and I never saw anyone else!"

"Are you sure that Li Yongjun offended someone?"

"Many people say that! Otherwise, how could the company go bankrupt overnight! However, some people say that someone has taken a fancy to Li Meiluo, but his parents disagree! There are also rumors that there are noses and eyes, saying that the person's name seems to be Song or something!"

This time it's Wen Qingshui's turn not to be calm! What is Song? Is Song Zhenyuan? It is absolutely impossible! If that were the case, he would not have treated Li Mengluo like this!

Also, it remains to be considered whether what this old woman said is true or false! They can't be blindly led by the nose.

"Auntie, thank you! What you said is not the same person as us, so we should say goodbye first!"

The old woman looked a little disappointed, raised her cloudy eyes and looked at the two of them, but finally said nothing!