156 Another origin of children

"It's an important matter," Su Zhihong nodded, his tone was deep, "Qingchen is obsessed with finding his uncle." Alas...... Uncle really wants to tell him that his uncle is no longer there......"

"Huh?" Hou Zijian was stunned, "When did it happen?" I knew ...... earlier."

If he had known, Hou Zijian would have stopped Xu Qingchen from going all the way to the frontier.

"Twenty-one years ago," Su Zhihong was very annoyed, he recalled bitterly, "When I brought Qingchen back, I heard that Qingchen's uncle Ye Zeming had already left the frontier with his aunt and returned to his county and city, and returned to his hometown. ”

"But why ......" Hou Zijian was a little suspicious.

"The reason why I have been telling Qingchen in the past few years that his uncle is still on the frontier is because he is obsessed with finding people. If you tell him that I heard that Ye Zeming not only returned to Yejiazhuang, but also died of illness eighteen years ago...... I'm afraid that Qingchen's child will always hate parting, and he will hate me as a father......"

Su Zhihong sighed, "The separation back then was not what I wanted. Later, I couldn't find anyone, but it was indeed me who was too incompetent as a father. But I really haven't let up, I've been looking for it all the time. A few years ago, it was stable, and I found a clue, but I heard that the person was dead. But today I heard that it seems that Ye Zeming and his wife gave birth to a son after they left. If it's true, I want to find that child. Do the math, if there were, they would be almost twenty years old. ”

At the beginning, those days of displacement were not only Ye Meijun and Ye Zeming, but also Su Zhihong was experiencing it at that time.

It's just that Su Zhihong died nine times for the rest of his life, and the sister and brother have left permanently.

Su Zhihong parted with his wife in life and death, and also lost Qingchen, he was really worse than dead at that time.

Later, four years later, he recovered from his injuries and met Li Ruohua, who was very free and easy to live without heart and lungs, and he admitted that he found the feeling of heartbeat again, so he and Li Ruohua entered the marriage hall.

But after he went to great lengths to find Qingchen, the six-year-old Qingchen gritted his teeth with hatred, feeling that he had failed the eternally sleeping Ye Meijun.

Su Zhihong continued to sigh, and the vicissitudes of life made him seem to be ten years older in an instant: "Today, Qingchen told me that he was going to the frontier to find someone again, I really wanted to tell him clearly and let him not go again, in fact, I have already found a clue." But I only said half a sentence, and I said that it is possible that I found Ye Zeming's son, that is, Qingchen's cousin. Guess Qingchen's reaction? ”

"What's the reaction?" Hou Zijian's heart hung in the air.

"He said that he only needs to find his uncle, not any cousin......" Su Zhihong couldn't cry or laugh when he said this, "Qingchen, this child, don't look at twenty-seven years old, but he still looks like a child who hasn't grown up, and he always speaks so brainlessly......"

Xu Feifei adopted Xu Qingchen back then, and Xu Feifei used her gentleness to resolve Xu Qingchen's fear and helplessness.

Five years later, when Xu Qingchen was five years old, his uncle Ye Zeming finally found him. At that time, it was his birthday, and his uncle took him everywhere to play and bought many things in large bags and small bags.

also introduced his aunt to Xu Qingchen. That is, my uncle's wife.

It's just that Ye Zeming still has a lot of important things to do, and seeing that Xu Feifei is really good to Xu Qingchen, he left.

On the day they left, the sky fell into tears when they cried.

In the depths of Xu Qingchen's memory, he has always felt that among the elders, his uncle is his closest person. Even if it's just those few days together.

Although he was later told that his uncle had a baby of his own, he never went to see him again. But he never believed.

He didn't feel much for his unmasked cousin, even if it was his uncle's own flesh and blood.

"Perhaps...... I haven't experienced it myself, and no one knows the ......knot of the parties," Hou Zijian sighed.

Although he hasn't experienced it himself, he is the same age as Xu Qingchen. And they were good friends for many years.

He seems to be able to understand Xu Qingchen and Su Mo's lonely voices better, the lonely voices of helplessness since childhood.

Although Xu Qingchen found him when he was six years old and gave him enough fatherly love, it seems that he ...... There are still a lot of things missing.

And Su Mo, although he has always had his mother guarding him, seems to be missing a lot of things.

It's just that no matter what Hou Zijian says, Su Zhihong, an elder, won't understand it at all. He would only think that young people were too hypocritical, so Hou Zijian didn't bother to talk so much.

"Then uncle, since the person Qingchen is looking for is no longer there, and he doesn't want to find his cousin, what are you doing here?" Hou Zijian asked the question.

If he had known this, he Hou Zijian would definitely find a way to prevent Xu Qingchen from going all the way to the frontier again.

Every time I go, it takes a long time to come back, and Hou Zijian, as Xu Qingchen's friend, has to listen to Professor Chu of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences for a long time. Although Hou Zijian is not a person from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

"I want to see that child," Su Zhihong's eyes turned to the distant mountains, and at this moment, as the car moved forward, he felt that the continuous peaks of the mountains were even more continuous, "It turns out that Ye Zeming has turned into a piece of loess, if I can meet his wife and my younger siblings, and then meet his only son, in the days to come, I will take good care of them, so that I can take care of one of my hearts." ”

"So how do we go about finding it?" Hou Zijian was worried, "Go and ask the village chief, at the beginning, did Ye Zeming live here?" ”

"I've checked the names of all the residents in Yejiazhuang," Su Zhihong shook his head, "There is no name of Ye Zeming." I guess when he came back twenty-one years ago, he had already changed his name. Although his hometown is here, he didn't grow up here, and after he came back, the people in the village didn't know him, and it was normal. ”

"Then there's no way to find it...... Hou Zijian really wanted to say, "then what are we doing here now?" ”

Today is not the weekend, in the afternoon, Su Zhihong couldn't help but ask for leave for Hou Zijian at the leader of Hou Zijian.

Although Hou Zijian's salary will not be deducted today, for him, don't look at his usual work as an electrician, but he feels that it seems that he is much better than accompanying Su Zhihong, a cold-faced uncle, when he goes out to pull wires.

Su Zhihong's eyes showed firmness: "I decided to let you help me, let's ask door to door, and ask all the people surnamed Ye." ”

"Uncle, are you looking for a needle in a haystack?" Hou Zijian had a headache, the kind of pain that was about to crack, and he covered his head hard.

The young driver in front couldn't help it, and he interjected: "Yejiazhuang is a small village, and it is not as big as 1/4 of Xinzhuang Village. Moreover, not all the residents here have the surname Ye. Brother Monkey, the uncle always praises you for what you can do, so you accompany the uncle to go door to door to find it. ”

"Just talk too much!" As soon as he heard that he needed to grind his mouth door to door, Hou Zijian felt that the pores of his body were standing up.

He didn't dare to express any opinion to Su Zhihong, but he could reprimand the little driver beside Su Zhihong a few words to express his indignation.

"I'm saying it for our leader, then you are indirectly scolding our leader for talking too much......" The little driver didn't stop, but took the time to turn around and grimace at Hou Zijian.

"Little Liuzi, drive your car well." Su Zhihong ordered Xiao Liuzi in a deep voice.

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