Chapter Seventy-Four: Xingshi Asks for Guilt
I didn't want to see them recognize father and son, almost like forcing salt in my wounds.
But I couldn't find a reason to refuse to go with Xu Hui, perhaps because of my curiosity, I couldn't refuse.
By the time we arrived at the police station, they had already pulled it out.
The process is unknown, but the result is simple.
As a minor, Yang Jinbao has to go home with Uncle Zhen.
Father Yang was not arrested, he walked out of the police station alone and went home without saying a word.
Looking at his back, I thought to myself, maybe he was just a victim.
Watching the child he had raised for more than ten years being easily taken away by a stranger who had just known him for less than half a day, he may have realized for the first time how important blood relations are.
Uncle Zhen saw me again, his face was still surprised, he must have wondered why I was everywhere today, and there was me as a superfluous person.
Active abandonment and passive abandonment, this is the difference between me and Sammo Yang, and I even have some jealousy of him......
"Uncle, has it been solved?" Xu Hui saw that Uncle Zhen had been staring at me, his face was full of puzzlement, and he remembered that he forgot to introduce, "This is Sha Baiting, my girlfriend." β
He turned his head to me and said, "This is ......."
Uncle Zhen interrupted him abruptly and asked with some excitement, "What did you say?
"Yes, it's good to cook, it's delicious......"
Before Xu Hui's words fell, Uncle Zhen's face was full of seriousness, he grabbed his arm, and said while pulling him to the corner: "Wait, Uncle has something to say to you!"
Could it be because he knew that I was his daughter, so he specially instructed a few words.
Later I realized that I was thinking too much and didn't.
Yang Jinbao was depressed and his eyes were red.
I took advantage of the gap between their conversations, walked over and touched his hair: "It's okay, you've found your father, relax." β
"Sister, I don't really want to go with him at all. β
"I know. β
"You know, right? My dad ...... I mean, Daddy Yang, although he is ugly and has a bad temper, he ......"
"But after all, I've raised you for more than ten years......"
"Hmm. β
"It's okay, when you grow up, you can come back to see him. β
"Actually, I didn't want to go, but he said, my mom...... My mother, who is related to me by blood, is still waiting for me in Xiamen, and she has been looking for me for more than ten years...... For this, they have divorced......"
As he spoke, he choked up and became more and more like a child.
I had to touch his head, and there was nothing else I could do.
Besides, I didn't have much time to comfort him.
Because Uncle Zhen and Xu Hui walked back after speaking, their faces were not very good, as if they had just had a big quarrel.
Everyone had their own thoughts, and as they walked back, they were silent for about a minute.
Uncle Zhen couldn't help but speak first: "Shasha, Master advises you, let's break up with Xu Hui......"
I didn't answer him directly, nor did I look at him, but glanced at Xu Hui.
Since they quarreled, Xu Hui's expression has been very strange, and his eyes are unwilling to look at me.
I don't know what happened between them and what it had to do with me, but because I'm also in a bad mood, I don't bother to ask.
Or maybe it's naΓ―ve to think that the coming days are long.
At this time, I didn't know that Xu Hui and I didn't come to Japan.
At the intersection, I parted ways with them.
Xu Hui went to the airport to see off Uncle Zhen and Jinbao.
I went back to Yeung Kee Powder Shop alone.
It's closed today, and the store is empty.
Daddy Yang was still sitting alone in the corner, smoking a cigarette and spitting circles, but he no longer picked his feet, but stared at a corner in a daze.
"I'm sorry about today, my boyfriend ......"
"It's okay, I don't blame you. He interrupted my explanation and continued in a daze.
"Campbell won't forget you. β
"I know that this child has been kind and honest since he was a child. He grew up with my beatings and scolding, but he never held a grudge. β
He flicked the cigarette ash and continued:
"I always thought he was my friend's biological son.
Twenty years ago, he went to Fujian to work, and seven years later brought a doll less than three years old back to the village to find me, saying that he met a girl in Fujian, pregnant and gave birth to Jinbao, and asked me to take care of him for a week, he wanted to go back to Fujian to do something, and after finishing it, he took his wife back to the village and no longer went out. β
"And then he didn't come back?"
A week later, he said on the phone that the girl's parents had actually been disagreeing, and that they had been arguing for several years, and that they had finally relented recently, but they still needed 20,000 yuan in gift money, and asked me if I could lend him anything. β
"He cheated you out of 20,000 yuan?"
"I was selling rice noodles in the village at that time, and I saved some money and lent it to him. β
"And then?"
"Later, girl, let me tell you, before today, I thought that my buddy didn't lie to me, I always believed him, but I didn't expect it, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs......"
He lit another cigarette and continued: "Another week later, he said on the phone that the marriage was consummated, but the girl had a car accident and unfortunately died. He was sad and needed to calm down for a week before coming back to his son.
Later, I heard that he was a drug addict and was imprisoned in a drug rehabilitation center.
After another half a month, the police actually brought back his ashes, which were said to be sudden death caused by drug abuse.
His parents died early, and there were no other relatives in the family, so the village chief called on the villagers to hastily bury him at the foot of the mountain at the east entrance of the village. β
Father Yang sighed deeply and continued to confide in his thoughts.
"I was afraid that Jinbao would be looked down upon, so I moved my family to Nanning. β
He took a sharp puff of his cigarette, spit out a few smoke rings, and said lightly: "It's also a poor person who is desperate, otherwise he wouldn't have done such a thing." β
There was a phone call, it was Mr. Qi.
The ringing of mobile phones was particularly abrupt in the empty hall.
"You're busy, I'll go to sleep. If you don't open today, if you go upstairs, close the door. With that, he stood up, shook off the soot from the ground, patted his trouser legs, and went upstairs.
It's Saturday, I don't know if he's in a hurry, so he has to look for me on Saturday.
"Hey, Mr. Qi. Long time no see. β
"Xiaosha, this time I should criticize you, the people from Party A's Guangxi Office complained to us and dragged the time to not give them the development of a provincial version of the fan earnings!"
"What do you mean by us dragging it, obviously they are dragging it, and I haven't been able to contact their technical counterpart for two weeks. β
"You have to figure out how to do it, you know? You have to remember that you are on a business trip, not eating, drinking, and having fun! Why don't you report to me when you can't push it anymore?"
Well, this matter, it is indeed my fault, it may be that falling in love affects IQ......
"I'm sorry, I knew it was wrong. β