"Mr. Smith, where did you get these pictures? Do you know when the old man died and for what reason? ”

It took a long time for Gao Feng to wake up from his indescribable sadness, take a deep breath, and look at Smith.

According to her, the old man came to California about fifteen years ago, and at first he was performing Chinese kung fu everywhere in California for a living, but there were not too many people to take care of him, and then he contracted an illness and came to this nursing home, and at first he often went out to perform, but then he became more and more sick, and was diagnosed with cancer, so he could no longer go out, and could only receive treatment from the community hospital, but unfortunatelyThe old man likes to drink, and always secretly drinks behind the doctor's back, so he passed away soon and has been dead for more than ten years. ”

Smith explained, and by the way, how he found the old man, "I happened to go to the funeral home by chance, and I saw the photo of the old man, so I came across it." ”

"Oh, that nurse, can you still find it now? Can we go talk to her? ”

Gao Feng was silent for a while, nodded, and then looked at him.

"Of course, are we in the past?"

Smith spread his hands and nodded.

"Hmm."

Gao Feng nodded.

The style of the Americans is like this, just do what they say, and after getting Gao Feng's affirmative answer, Smith immediately prepared, closed the door of the store, and then drove one of his Ford cars and pulled the two of them towards the community nursing home he said.

In the nursing home in the community, Gao Feng and He Xinhua met the nearly fifty-year-old black female nurse, and the news they got from her mouth was basically exactly the same as what Smith got from her mouth, and judging from the expressions of the two of them, it should not be fake.

By now, the two of them can basically be sure that this news is indeed conclusive, the old man did die of illness, and he died of cancer.

The two carefully asked the nurse about some things about the old man's life, or some words, fortunately, the old man He Yuqin is one of the few Chinese in this old people's home, and knows Chinese kung fu, and seems to have taught a lot of the nurse's son, so the nurse is very impressed with him, remembering a lot of his things, and has not disappeared into memory with the passage of time, the only regret is that the old man did not say anything to her last words, She just told some interesting things about how he got along with her and other people in the nursing home during his lifetime, and vaguely let the two of them follow her story and imagine the demeanor of the old man.

After determining the old man's situation, the two began to transplant the old man's ashes, but unfortunately, the working hours of the funeral home had passed, and the two could only stay in a nearby hotel for one night, and only followed Mr. Smith to the funeral home the next day, completed all the formalities, and brought the old man back.

In the funeral home, the moment he held the old urn, He Xinhua could no longer suppress his inner feelings, and knelt directly on the ground, crying.

He Xinhua's move suddenly startled the staff of the funeral home, they have worked here for so long, and they have never seen a person crying so sadly, there were some people who came here to visit their ancestors before, but basically they were mainly mourning, and it was rare for them to have such intense feelings.

Gao Feng also shed tears that he hadn't shed for a long time.

Looking at He Xinhua and the urn he was holding in his hand, Gao Feng silently made a decision in his heart.

Baji, there must also be a movie that is not inferior to Wing Chun!

Baji must be famous at home and abroad!

A hint of resoluteness flashed in Gao Feng's eyes.

The purpose of the two trips is to bring the ashes of the old man back to China, hometown, and return to the hometown, He Xinhua after holding the ashes, and can't wait to hope that the old man can go back as soon as possible, therefore, the two did not stay longer, after doing a good job, they bought a ticket to return to China the next day, and they were not able to buy a ticket to Yanjing, so they could only go home through Hong Kong again.

Early the next morning, He Xinhua and Gao Feng came to the airport early, waiting for the flight back to China.

"Xiao Gao, let's go have some breakfast first."

It was still early, the plane didn't take off so quickly, He Xinhua looked at Gao Feng with a hint of fatigue on his face with some apologetic guilt, he had been running around with him for the past few days, and he had never had a good rest.

"Okay."

Gao Feng looked at his watch, and it was indeed early, so he nodded, pulled the suitcase, and walked towards the convenience store next to him.

However, just as the two of them walked to the door of the convenience store, Gao Feng's figure suddenly froze, and his footsteps also stopped, staring closely at a corner of the convenience store.

"Xiao Gao, what's wrong?"

He Xinhua walked a few steps, and saw that Gao Feng didn't follow him in, and couldn't help but turn around a little strangely, seeing Gao Feng looking ahead with a strange look on his face, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, he couldn't help but look in his direction, but he didn't find anything wrong, on a table in front, there were three people sitting, a Chinese woman with a beautiful face and a somewhat cold temperament, who was carefully feeding a little boy who was about seven or eight years old, and opposite her, sat a man who looked extraordinary, Described as handsome, always with a gentle smile, and Gao Feng has a good fight, it seems that they should be a beautiful Chinese family, probably also came to California to travel or something, and now they are also waiting for a plane at the airport.

Could it be that these people know Xiao Gao?

If that's the case, that's too much of a coincidence, right?

He Xinhua thought a little strangely and asked aloud.

"It's nothing, Uncle He, could you please take a look here first, I saw a friend, I'll go over and take a look."

After Gao Feng finished speaking, he hurriedly put the travel box in his hand into He Xinhua's hand, and walked directly and quickly towards the table where three Chinese were sitting, and when he took a step, his breathing became a little short, no one knew what Gao Feng's mood was at the moment.

His eyes were fixed on the three people at the table, especially the woman and the little boy.

He's my son!

The first moment he saw the little boy, this thought flashed through Gao Feng's heart.

A strong throbbing of the heart kept hitting Gao Feng's heart.

That feeling of blood connection cannot be described in words, and there is no need to prove it.

All the doubts that had been buried in his heart before were completely clear at the moment when the little boy raised his head and smiled at him.

Why did Zhang Jing suddenly give up her development in China, leave Mr. Liuda, leave Yanjing, and cross the ocean to study in the UK...... Because that time, she was pregnant!

She is not going to study in the UK, but to hide in the UK to give birth!

However, she hasn't contacted him for so long, and she has always kept it a secret from him!

Why!

How could she be like this, how could she be so selfish!

The children are so old, but he has always been at a loss, he has never fulfilled even the slightest bit of father's responsibility, if it weren't for today's chance encounter, he would continue to be hidden, he would continue to not know that in this world, there is a son of his own!

How long does she want to hide it!

Gao Feng's hands clenched his fists tightly, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out one by one.

It seemed to be a blood-related induction, and the little boy over there also raised his head and looked at Gao Feng with wide eyes when Gao Feng walked towards him.

"Gao Zhiwen, when eating, don't look around!"

Seeing that her son was not eating, the woman raised her head, looked around, and suddenly said coldly.

"That's right, Zhiyuan, when you eat, you have to concentrate."

The gentle man on the other side also looked at the little boy with a kind face, but in the depths of his kind eyes, an indescribable color of jealousy flashed.

"Mom, there's an uncle over there who keeps watching us."

The little boy ignored the gentle man on the other side, but he seemed to be a little afraid of his mother, glanced at the woman a little timidly, pointed in the direction of Gao Feng behind him, and whispered.

When the woman heard the little boy's words, she was stunned for a moment, and then immediately turned her head and looked in the direction the little boy was pointing.

Under this look, her face immediately changed, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

The man on the opposite side also raised his head and looked in Gao Feng's direction, looking at the expression on Gao Feng's face, he was slightly stunned, and when he turned his head and saw the woman's expression, a bad feeling instantly surged up from his heart.

"Sister Jing!"

Looking at the beauty in front of her, it seems that she can't see the traces left by the years on her body at all, but between her eyebrows, there are more faces that she didn't have before, maybe it is the unique charm of motherhood, Gao Feng's heart originally wanted to pour out the emotions like stormy waves, and the words that he wanted to tell like the flowing water of the Yellow River were all stuck in his throat at this moment, and he couldn't say a word.

In his mouth, he just spit out two words with difficulty.

"How did you end up here?"

Looking at the face in front of her that I don't know how many times she appeared in her dreams, Zhang Jing's heart was also very uneasy, she never thought that she would meet him here, she had decided that this matter would be hidden from him for a lifetime, and even for this, she chose to completely give up the development of the country, after studying abroad and getting a degree, she still chose to go abroad, choosing a road from scratch and extremely difficult.

Hearing Gao Feng's slightly trembling voice, her heartstrings seemed to be detained, and it took a while before she came back to her senses and asked a sentence with the same difficulty.

(To be continued)