Zi Yan went with Leng Chunzhu, and the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were with each other for that meal, but the meal was not pleasant. After the meal, Fang Yan refused Leng Chunzhu to push the wheelchair. Zi Yan took the initiative to take over this "task", although her feet were still hurting.

"Zi Yan, go to bed early, I have to go to school tomorrow."

Fang Yan was urging her daughter to go back to rest, and Zi Yan nodded obediently.

"Then I'll go back, there's an exam tomorrow, I have to prepare."

Zi Yan's tone was very serious, and she said about the upcoming exam. In fact, Ziyan is not afraid of exams, she has a smart mind, and her grades have always been among the best.

"Okay, Daddy is waiting to see your good grades."

"Well, good! Zi Yan will definitely not disappoint her father, but ...... Zi Yan has a small wish, hoping that her father will help me realize it. ”

Zi Yan first gave her father a positive promise, and then pursed her mouth again, her voice seemed to be mixed with loss and expectation.

Fang Yan smiled, he reached out and grabbed his daughter's little hand.

"Say, what wishes?"

"Uh...... That's what I want...... I...... I wonder how mom died? Why do my father, grandmother, and Aunt Leng keep perfunctory to me? ”

Zi Yan's words were like a silver needle, stabbing Fang Yan's heart and lungs, he instantly felt pain, and couldn't help but shiver. That's right, whenever Zi Yan asked this question over the years, the family always said according to the pre-made words, always saying "life was lost in fire". Although the family is of the same caliber, many people in this town know that Yun Qilan's grave is a well-dressed mound.

Zi Yan grew up day by day, and it was inevitable that she would learn about it from outsiders.

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago, your mother...... He lost his life in the fire at the lodge. ”

Fang Yan hesitated for a moment, but continued according to the previous lie.

"But why is there no mother in my mother's grave? Even if a person is burned to death, the bones will still be there. What about my mother? Where are her bones? Where is her body? Dad, please, will you tell me the truth? I've grown up and I want to know the truth of the matter. ”

Zi Yan grabbed her father's sleeves tightly with both hands, shook desperately, and looked up at her father.

Fang Yan was silent, his heart was already very painful. The scene of that year was rolling and churning in his mind again, and to be honest, he had been haunted by it all these years. It has always been said that Yun Qilan is dead, but no one has seen her body. As for the "turning into ashes", Fang Yan has always been full of doubts. However, his guess was that Yun Qilan might have escaped the fire, but not the river not far from the villa.

Fang Yan always suspected that Yun Qilan committed suicide by throwing herself into the river, and he also wanted to find someone to salvage it, but his old mother hired a stranger to tell a lie. As a result, Fang Yan, between yin and yang, missed the opportunity to find Yun Qilan.

Although he knew that paper couldn't hold the fire, and one day Zi Yan would know, he still didn't have the courage to tell her at the moment. This matter can be concealed for a while, and it can be counted for a while.

"Dad is starting to have a headache again and I need to rest. Zi Yan, go back quickly. ”

"Nope! I want to know, I want to know! I have the right to know the truth! ”

Zi Yan's tears swirled in her eyes a few times, and then involuntarily rolled down. That young heart was also as painful as a puncture.

"Lao Liu, come here, take Zi Yan away!"

Fang Yan called out loudly, because Lao Liu's room was next door to him, which was also to facilitate taking care of him who was temporarily blind.

"Here I come, here I come!"

Fang Yan and Zi Yan didn't expect that it was not Lao Liu who came in.