Chen Yiming and Yao Zhiyue walked out of the terminal before walking out of the gate, and a BMW stopped in front of them on time and without error. After the window was pressed, a middle-aged man with a smile on his face poked his head out and said eagerly, "Young master, here." ”

The man opened the car door and walked down, handed over two bottles of water attentively and thoughtfully, and opened the car door busily, the smiles on his face seemed to be superimposed on countless ones, it was the kind of habitual groveling, "As soon as I heard that you were back, the old man was so happy to come to the airport to pick you up, and everyone persuaded him to stop him." ”

Chen Yiming's face was consistently calm, and he asked Yao Zhiyue to sit down first, looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Grandpa is okay?" ”

"The old man is very tough, and his spirit is also good." After a pause, his voice instantly lowered, and he said cautiously: "That's the emotion, it's low every once in a while." ”

Chen Yiming's eyebrows jumped imperceptibly, his face did not show too much expression, and he slowly closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to talk to anyone.

The middle-aged man closed his mouth in amusement, took over the work of his mouth with an active gaze, and patrolled Yao Zhiyue through the rear mirror from time to time.

Yao Zhiyue squeezed out a smile awkwardly when he looked at his eyes that looked offensive because of his inquiry, maintaining his demeanor and easy-going on the surface, but he was annoyed in his heart.

Almost an hour later, the car pulled into a clean and tidy village and stopped in a large courtyard walled with tiles on all sides.

Before Chen Yiming and Yao Zhiyue got out of the car, a muddy voice came, "It's Mingbao back, right?" When he saw Chen Yiming, Old Man Song suddenly remembered his daughter again, and his voice suddenly choked slightly, "I'm back." ”

Yao Zhiyue followed Chen Yiming out of the car, and what caught her eye was a six-story western-style building, which was gorgeously decorated and magnificent, and was one of the best in the entire village.

On the wall of the courtyard near the door is a flower garden planted with jasmine, roses, osmanthus, and triangular plums, and the flowers are in full bloom. The place very close to the flower garden is a bluestone wellhead, an artificial lake is enclosed at the wellhead, a crane is carved on the rockery, a thin water column is inclined down from the sharp beak, quite a small bridge in the south of the Yangtze River flowing water delicately.

Yao Zhiyue is a southerner, and she has a sense of intimacy with the courtyard scenery in front of her. Her gaze fell on an old man with gray hair and wearing a casual and loose tracksuit.

Immediately after, Yao Zhiyue shifted her gaze to Chen Yiming's face again. But seeing that his handsome face, which had always been moody, stretched out, with a faint smile between his eyebrows, he held the old man's hand and said gently: "Grandpa, it's okay." ”

Old Man Song's eyes fell on Yao Zhiyue, and her blazing eyes shocked Yao Zhiyue, she smiled politely and said softly, "Hello." ”

Old Man Song showed an approachable smile, nodded at her, looked at Chen Yiming and asked with a smile: "Mingbao, is this girl the object you brought back?" ”

Yao Zhiyue's heart tightened, she only felt that her cheeks were hot with her ears, she raised her eyes and looked at Chen Yiming, seeing that he looked calm, she responded lightly: "In terms of work, her name is Yao Zhiyue." ”

Yao Zhiyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and responded obediently: "Well, colleague." ”

She quickly glanced at Chen Yiming's face again. I really don't know what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd, why did he take her all the way over to see his grandfather on a plane? I secretly blamed him for not saying in advance, she also prepared gifts, and it was really embarrassing to be empty-handed.

Yao Zhiyue followed behind Chen Yiming and Old Man Song stiffly, glad that there were no three aunts and seven aunts of Chen Yiming at this time.

However, the inquiring gaze next to him was obviously projected again, and he said smartly: "Miss Yao, it seems that our young master values you very much, otherwise, how could the young master bring it back to see the old man, don't you say?" ”

Yao Zhiyue laughed politely twice, not responding to his temptation.

Old Man Song suddenly stopped, turned back to the middle-aged man and said, "Ah Cheng, do you want Ah E to come over and help with the next cook?" ”

Ah Cheng agreed happily, and while walking home, he couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone to make a call.

This gossip gaze that followed Yao Zhiyue finally disappeared, and she breathed a sigh of relief. When he came to the spacious and bright living room, Old Man Song hadn't sat down yet, he looked at Chen Yiming and sighed heavily, his cloudy eyes instantly filled with tears, and he said in a sad tone: "Your mother is not blessed, I went to find your grandmother in advance." I can't wait to trade this old bone for your mother. ”

Chen Yiming's heart seemed to be clenched by a big hand and slammed a few times, and heavy grief overflowed between his eyebrows. His hand was lightly placed on Old Man Song's shoulder, and the green tendons in his temples were clearly visible due to his forbearance, and he said slowly in a deep voice: "For the sake of mother's rest, don't be too sad." ”

"How can you not be sad? I'm just such a daughter. Why didn't I get ahead of them? The old man couldn't help but cry out with a whimper, and the loneliness of standing alone overflowed from his heart.

Yao Zhiyue's eyes turned red, and she took out a few pieces of paper on the table and gently handed them to Old Man Song. He wiped it a few times, woke up his nose, and said a little embarrassedly: "A lot of old women are still crying like old ladies when they are old, so that you young people can laugh." ”

Yao Zhiyue took in the old man's grief and helplessness, hesitated for a while, and said crampedly: "My grandmother believes in Buddhism, and when she was a child, she would always tell me that some people left early because they were called back by the gods, because after the tribulation, they became immortals in the sky again. So, let's not be sad, but rejoice in the fulfillment of their merits. ”

As soon as the words fell, Old Man Song's tears welled up in his eyes again, but those cloudy and blood-red eyes showed a hint of joy. It was also at that moment that Chen Yiming's eyes were red in an instant, and the thorns in his heart seemed to be gently smoothed, although he still felt pain, but it seemed to stop the bleeding.

Although Old Man Song still had a sad look on his face, his emotions obviously calmed down, and he was a little embarrassed to squeeze out a tired smile, "Your grandmother is right." ”

Chen Yiming glanced at Yao Zhiyue quietly, his eyes were a little fluttering, he had been in the mentality of fighting trapped beasts for so long. Unexpectedly, just because of her words, the sleepy beast in his heart suddenly quieted down, allowing him to take a breath.

Old Man Song told them to sit down. Chen Yiming pulled back his thoughts, hesitated for a moment, but still took out the photo from his pocket, abruptly handed it to Old Man Song, and asked tentatively, "Grandpa, do you remember this person?" ”

Old Man Song took the photo, put on reading glasses, and carefully looked at the people in the old photo, and after a long time, his face was covered with a layer of haze, his eyes were a little dodgy, and his bright eyes suddenly became cloudy.

"I—I don't remember."

Chen Yiming and Yao Zhiyue glanced at each other, and the old man's stammering tone betrayed his nervousness. After a moment of silence, Chen Yiming was patient and said gently: "Grandpa, the person who gave me this photo said that you and your grandmother personally sent this child to the orphanage. ”

This sentence was like a thunderclap on the ground, and Yao Zhiyue looked at Chen Yiming in astonishment. Things are becoming more and more uncontrollable, and Ms. Song's parents are involved. She was suddenly very curious, what happened more than 20 years ago?

Suddenly, Old Man Song stood up suddenly, his expression flustered, and there was a hint of anger in his tone, "Nonsense, I have never seen this child." ”

Chen Yiming's eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously mentally prepared to break the casserole and ask to the end, and said unyieldingly: "Grandpa, my mother was looking for this person when she was alive, and I hope to fulfill her wish." ”

The muscles on Old Man Song's face twitched slightly, gently pulling the folds between the wrinkles, as if he had aged ten years all of a sudden. Chen Yiming and Yao Zhiyue's eyes fell on him quietly, and they both felt nervous in their hearts.

After a long time, Old Man Song sighed heavily, his face showed relief after yielding, and the old man's voice sounded in vain.

"Okay, I said. This girl's name is Lin Qiyao, and she was raised by your mother since she was a child - what are you calling your best friend now, her best friend's child. At that time, my wife and I thought that the child was only staying with your mother temporarily. Who knows that after two or three months, no one has come to pick up the child. ”

Old Man Song squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then continued: "Your mother was twenty-nine years old at that time, twenty-nine years old, and she was already a big girl in the village who couldn't get married. ”

"My wife and I went crazy, urging your mother to send the child back. is already old, and it will be even more difficult to marry if you drag an unknown oil bottle. ”

"Your mother's stubborn temper, we don't use both soft and hard. Later, I learned that the girl's mother was terminally ill and died, and the girl was entrusted by her to your mother. ”

"My wife and I have to think about our daughter, we can't just throw the child on the road, let's secretly send the girl to the orphanage."

"Your mother got into a big fight with us when she found out, and we didn't tell her where the girl was sent. Your mom moved out of the house in a fit of rage, and she didn't even answer our calls, let alone go home. ”

Old Man Song sighed again, and after telling the past, he felt a lot more relaxed, paused, and said in a deep voice: "Your grandmother never regretted doing this until she died. We had three children, one of whom died as soon as he came out of his belly. One is less than ten years old. We're left with your mother and one child, how can you not do your best to plan for her? ”

Chen Yiming and Yao Zhiyue finally revealed Kang Rou's life experience and origin, and thought about many possibilities, but they didn't expect that she and Song Minjing would be so related.

However, this was only the beginning, as if they had been presented with many intricate doors to the outside world, and they had only just found the real, not the illusory, door.