It's like she's come to survive in this life.

But who can enlighten her?

"Actually, I never dared to ask why my mother gave birth and my father was not with her. This should have been his responsibility, and if he was there, Grandpa might not have an accident. ”

These words have been held back in Wen Yabao's heart for many years, and if he asks in front of the old lady, he will definitely be a slap in the face without surprise.

It's ridiculous to think about it, at that time, maybe ...... The father was accompanied by Wei Linglan's mother and daughter.

"The world is unpredictable, and that's probably what I'm talking about."

In the cast-iron kettle, the tea was boiling noisily.

Water vapor scrambled to pounce out.

The water was boiling, Wen Yabao picked up the cotton and linen tea towel on the table, pressed it on the lid of the pot and opened it.

Xiangfei bamboo tea is a piece of Pu'er tea cake divided by the old man.

Deep amber color, date scent.

Smell carefully, there is also a faint medicinal fragrance.

It's a cake of old tea.

Wen Yabao cleared the tea cake before throwing the tea leaves into the cast-iron pot.

The boiling water vapor is filled with the overflowing fragrance of tea.

The smell is inexplicably reassuring.

"But...... Your grandfather is also a pivotal figure in the medical world. At that time, the car accident was full of trouble, especially in the medical field, but it was later handled in a very low-key manner. ”

The old man took the Jianzhan that Wen Yabao held to her, as if he remembered something, and pondered for a moment before saying, "Later, I also asked someone to inquire and found out that the driver who caused the accident was a famous and powerful person in Shengjing, and he didn't want to affect the reputation of the family, so he lost a lot of money and asked the Wen family to deal with this matter in a low-key manner." ”

Money talks.

The details of Grandpa's death before and after, Wen Yabao did not know in detail.

The old lady was not allowed to mention it, and the aunt did not dare to say too much.

The car accident had been around for more than 20 years, and Wen Yabao had found no useful clues after checking around.

Hearing the old man mention it, she didn't ask politely: "Since it was a storm in the city, did the newspaper news TV report this car accident back then?" ”

"This was originally reported in the newspaper. I remember that the newspapers were all delivered to the newsstand, and later they said that they had misprinted the typos and that they had to be taken back for disposal. ”

The old man thought carefully, "Later, the newspaper reprinted in the afternoon, the social news section removed the car accident report, and I kept an eye on it at that time and hid a newspaper. ”

"Grandpa Lu, is that newspaper still there?"

"Yes, on the shelves in the storeroom. Since I opened this newsstand, I have kept a copy of all the newspapers every day as a souvenir. ”

The old man took a sip of Pu'er tea and squinted his eyes pleasantly, "It's stacked in order by year, month, date, and label, and you can look for it if you want to see it." The older the year, the more inside the storeroom. ”

"Look for it, don't mess it up. After the demolition of this place, I contacted the Shengjing Library to donate these out-of-print newspapers. ”

The old man looked at Wen Yabao's fiery back, his eyes doting, but he still couldn't help but tell her.

"I know, Grandpa Lu."

"The key is under the orchid pot at the door, slow down."

Wen Yabao took the key from under the pot and opened the storeroom.

Straight up to the innermost shelf in the storeroom.

There is a smell of rue vanilla in the air, which is the usual moth-repellent and insect repellent in ancient library buildings.

The old man marked according to the timeline, and the storage was also in order.

Wen Yabao quickly found a newspaper for the corresponding time, in addition to the newspaper that reported on her grandfather's car accident, there was also news about the hospital fire at the time of her mother's death.