There was no longer a frog in the alley home, and the cool autumn breeze always reminded Ke Yuhan that it was not spring at this time, and he should wear a little more.

As he walked, he suddenly laughed, thinking of Zhou Junlan again, thinking that someone would share his memories in the future, and he couldn't help but feel happy. During his junior high school days, Ke Yuhan had no one to talk to, and in the past three years, he has not succeeded in making any friends. And Zhou Junlan, who suddenly appeared, is like when you are playing the piano solo, someone can accompany you.

His steps began to become brisk, today should have been an unlucky day, after all, he met his "mortal enemy" Wei Sheng, but Sai Weng's loss of the horse and the truth of not knowing the blessing seemed to have come true, and he even felt that he had gained more today than he had lost.

He trotted around the corner and saw a ragged man squatting in the corner, who looked like a beggar or a vagabond. But it's almost 10 p.m., and in between, you should have already found a place to stay.

Ke Yuhan didn't care too much and continued to move forward.

"Xiaoyu!" A hoarse voice came.

The beggar on the ground looked up and pulled off the hoodie to reveal his bony face, and Ke Huaxiong's trademark yellow teeth leaked out with a smile.

"You? What's wrong? Ke Yuhan approached, and immediately smelled a foul smell, like the smell of stinky ditches in summer.

Ke Huaxiong saw Ke Yuhan covering his nose, retreated embarrassedly, and said: "The house I built under the bridge was demolished as an illegal building, and the chengguan chased me, so I jumped into the river and hid." He rubbed the corners of his clothes uncomfortably, and the mud that had congealed on it fell to pieces.

When Ke Yuhan heard this, he already roughly understood Ke Huaxiong's purpose of coming to him, he covered his wallet, hesitating whether to give him money.

"Xiaoyu, you give me some money first, let me ...... Find a place to stay for the night, take a shower, I'...... I'll find a temporary job the next day, and I'll earn the money back and pay you back after a day's work, huh? ”

"When it comes to money, you've never kept your word." Ke Yuhan took out his wallet, drew a hundred yuan and handed it to him: "Find a cheaper one, this is half of the money in my hand, and there is no more." ”

Ke Huaxiong took the money helplessly, as if he was forced to accept the banknote, and unwillingness was written all over his face.

"Is there anything else?" Ke Yuhan asked, he always felt that if he had more contact with Ke Huaxiong, bad news would follow.

"That ......" Ke Huaxiong folded the banknote and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his coat, then patted it, and smiled reassuringly, "I'll tell you something, about Xiao Chen...... Well, I said, you, don't be angry. His fist swung in the air, as if to cheer himself up.

Ke Yuhan didn't speak, stared at him silently, mentioning his younger brother, he felt that no matter what he heard, it was not good news.

"I ...... A few days ago, when I came to the house to find Xiaochen, I swore that I must have staggered the schedules of everyone in your family, but I was still seen by Ru Tong. ”

"What!" Ke Yuhan's roar lit up the voice-activated lights in the corridor next to him, and out of nowhere, there was a barking of dogs.

Ke Huaxiong took a few steps back in fear: "I...... I, I really didn't expect that Ru Tong would ......"

Ke Yuhan rushed forward, ignoring the smell and dirt, and forcibly snatched back the hundred yuan in his pocket, his hands covered with dust and dried sludge.

"Get out!" Ke Yuhan yelled again, and then ran in the direction of home.

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Before Zhou Junlan entered the house, she smelled the fragrance of the dishes.

"Miss, you are full of spring today." The housekeeper covered the roof with his hand to prevent Zhou Junlan from accidentally touching it when she got out of the car, and took her coat, showing her gentlemanly demeanor.

"What? Is it obvious? ”

"At least I can see it at a glance."

Zhou Junlan smiled, covered her face with her hands with the red light, and ran towards the house in a hurry.

I finally revealed the past to Ke Yuhan, although I haven't completely opened the words, but the secret that I have hidden for nearly four years suddenly does not exist in my body, which feels so relaxed that it is like losing dozens of pounds of ankle rings. She even wanted to thank Wei Sheng indirectly, but as soon as she thought of the various tedious matters that followed, she dispelled this thought.

"I'm back!" Zhou Junlan changed into cute rabbit ear slippers at the door and shouted into the house.

"Yikes! Miss is back. Sister-in-law Li poked her head out of the kitchen with a smile, and even held a shovel in her hand. It's all cooked today, Miss, you like to eat! She paused, then added, "Madame specially ordered it." This sentence was specially instructed by Aunt Zhao to say it.

"Oh, I'm back and thank her."

"Miss!" The housekeeper came in from the door, and in addition to Zhou Junlan's coat, there was one more thing in his hand: "There is your letter in the mailbox outside." He glanced down, then his lips trembled in surprise, he looked at Zhou Junlan with a look of surprise, and shouted excitedly: "Miss! Miss! It's your mother! He waved the envelope in his hand as if waving a flag.

Zhou Junlan was stunned for a moment, and the pores of her whole body seemed to be radiating heat. After all, this letter should be the seventh letter sent to me by my biological mother! She has also been away from home for seven years.

She forgot to shout, so she rushed over, snatched the envelope from the butler's hand as if she were not defending, and jumped onto the sofa and curled up.

The housekeeper smiled, although he was very curious about the content of the letter, but out of respect for the young lady's privacy, he silently walked away.

Zhou Junlan took a deep breath, adjusted her mentality, slowed down her surging heartbeat as much as possible, and then slowly opened the beautifully packaged envelope.

Inside is a piece of parchment, it seems that the black handwriting on it is not an ordinary pen, but written by a quill dipped in ink, and now there are very few people who write letters, so people who use this ancient way of writing letters are even more rare, which is not ordinary elegance and preciousness.

The contents of the letter were roughly describing her various activities in Rome now, and as usual, there were still five photographs in the envelope, one no more and one no less, and the scenery of each one was so beautiful that it seemed as if it did not exist at this time. And Zhou Junlan's mother is also in front of each photo, posing in a variety of different clothes.

"Looks like mom is having a lot of fun." Zhou Junlan smiled, holding a photo of the Colosseum in her hand, and her mother was wearing a reddish-brown beret looking at the sunset, as if she was a returning bird. Zhou Junlan thought about when she could really see her, be able to catch up with her, and talk about what she had done over the years.

Even if it's just to meet.

After studying the letters and photos on the sofa for another 15 minutes, Zhou Junlan sorted out the things and handed them to the housekeeper: "Put them in the old place, or ...... Can't let Aunt Zhao see it. ”