Xiaohui eats very satisfied. I ate three bowls of rice in a row.

The way he gulped down the rice touched the softest place in the white pigeon's heart.

Xiaohui is no more than two years younger than Xiaozhan.

My own small exhibition, because of kidney disease, lost a lot of innocent fun. And Xiaohui, because of the burden of his family, had to be a pickpocket that everyone shouted at......

After the meal, Xiaohui insisted on washing the dishes, and the white pigeon did not insist.

Xiao Hui didn't look at her, and Bai Pigeon was not annoyed, so he sat down at the desk and helped him sharpen his pencil. One after another, a total of ten pencils were sharpened, and they were placed in the sky-blue pencil case that the white pigeon bought.

While sharpening the pencil, the white pigeon chatted with Xiaohui's mother.

"Why are there only two people living in you, Xiaohui and you?"

"I had been working in a textile factory and I had lung disease. went to make trouble with several female workers in the factory, and as a result, he was not only fired from the factory, but also owed three months of wages. ”

"That'...... What about Xiaohui's father? The white dove asked cautiously. To understand the situation in Xiaohui's family, this is a topic that cannot be avoided.

He ...... Leave us ......" The woman's eyes dimmed, and she looked at Xiaohui compassionately, and did not say any more. The white pigeon also did not ask again. The woman continued quietly, "Let's elope with him, my family doesn't agree." I walked away in a bad mood, and the result was ...... Not long after, a fire broke out in the house, and no one was left behind...... Sometimes I'd rather die with them. But I can't bear to see Xiaohui......"

The woman covered her face with her hands and buried her face deeply.

The white dove was speechless for a moment.

True sorrow is inconsolable. Because any comfort is light.

"Girl, what about your family? You said in the morning that you were out at the night market? ”

It was a clumsy lie that the White Dove had thought of in the morning.

Regarding her family, it is a barren forbidden land in Bai Ge's heart, and she never takes the initiative to mention it. But today, in front of this stranger, what has never been said to anyone else, somehow, it is said so easily.

"Like Xiaohui, I haven't seen any relatives at my mother's house." The white dove lowered its eyes.

The woman was slightly surprised: "Did she also run away in a negative mood?" ”

Bai Ge shook his head, "I don't know, my mother never said, and I never asked." ”

The white pigeon sharpened the last pencil and put it down, "A few days ago, a family member came to me, but I haven't thought about it yet. ”

"Girl, blood is the most precious connection, why don't you want to contact them?"

"After my mother gave birth to me, she completely cut off contact with the family. I have a faint guess in my heart, probably my birth was not welcomed, maybe it was not allowed by her family, so my mother will take me alone for so many years. No one has ever looked for us for more than 20 years, and even when my mother died, my brother and I were the only two people around. ”

"Don't be like me and regret it for the rest of your life. When you can still enjoy family affection...... Girl, do you blame them? ”

Blame them?

It must be weird, the white pigeon thought to himself.

Otherwise, why is the note with the phone number written on it in the wallet that has been put on for a long time, but it has not been dialed?

For several nights, she sat at her desk in a daze. Why look for her? Is it to make up for her?

She doesn't need it now, she's used to it.

He was stunned, and his wallet was thrown on the table in front of the white dove. Xiaohui had a cold face and didn't say a word.

It's a cold-faced, duplicitous little guy.

The white pigeon opened his wallet, pulled out the sticky note, and rubbed it in his hand.

Since I don't want to contact them, why is the first reaction when I lose my wallet is to do everything possible to recover it?

It's so stubborn.

It's the act that has taken the place of her heart and made an answer......

……

When Lu Yuanhe arrived at the hospital at night, the bed was empty. I asked the little nurse on duty, and the little nurse said that the white pigeon had gone out early in the morning.

"Didn't you tell me where to go?"

"I didn't say it." The little nurse kept staring at Lu Yuanhe between words, and when she answered, her posture was shy, as if Lu Yuanhe was asking her measurements.

Lu Yuanhe took out his mobile phone and made a call to Bai Ge.

"What about people?"

"At Xiaohui's house."

Lu Yuanhe frowned, "Xiaohui? Who is Xiaohui? ”

"It's the little boy who took my wallet two days ago."

Lu Yuanhe's eyebrows widened at this time, just now he thought he had another competitor...... No, it's not a competitor, he's already won, and the others can only be regarded as secretly admiring the white pigeon. The heart was relaxed, and the tone was relaxed: "Send a location, I'll pick you up." ”

"No, I'll take the bus back. It's close, I'm leaving. ”

"Okay." Lu Yuanhe changed his slippers and put down the bag in his hand, "I bought your favorite rice rolls, I'll wait for you to come back for dinner, my little wife." ”

The white pigeon face is hot...... This tone ...... It's like an old couple and wife......

Hung up the phone, Bai Ge simply cleaned up, helped the mother and son boil a pot of boiling water, and then said hello and left.

At dinner in the evening, Bai Ge and Lu Yuanhe briefly talked about the situation of Xiaohui's mother and son, and they didn't speak after that, looking preoccupied.

Lu Yuanhe saw her poor appetite and was worried that her fatigue would affect her recovery, so he cleared his throat: "You are still hospitalized, try not to run around." ”

The white pigeon didn't seem to hear it, still using chopsticks to pick a cabbage sum in front of him.

I have the impression that the white pigeon has never been so absent-minded. Lu Yuanhe coughed lightly, "Little pigeon? ”

The white pigeon woke up from a dream, "Huh? ”

Lu Yuanhe frowned and pushed the white porridge in front of him. It's not a good sign that the little thing looks worried.

"Are you worried about their mother and son?"

The white dove nodded.

At this time, she was in turmoil.

Xiaohui's mother's words swirled in her mind...... When you can enjoy family affection, don't regret it for the rest of your life......

Throughout the night, she couldn't help but guess......

Who are they? Does it look like your mother? Do you look like yourself? They are there, shouldn't they have a photo album of their mother's childhood, and they share a part of their mother, and put it together to be a complete mother......

……

It wasn't until Lu Yuanhe arranged everything for the white pigeon that he left.

In the evening he was going to see an important client, and he had been delayed for a while in order to meet the white pigeon and have a meal with her.

The customer has been watching the night view from the restaurant on the top floor for an hour now.

"Go to bed early." Lu Yuanhyuk's eyes were full of reluctance.

After some advice, Lu Yuanhe took two steps, turned around and came back, stretched out his long arms, and hugged the white pigeon. Before the white dove could protest, he let go and strode out the door.

The white pigeon flipped through the book in his hand, but he read one page for ten minutes, and he couldn't concentrate at all.

He got out of bed lightly, put on a coat, and sat down under the grape trellis in the small garden.

The trellis is already full of sparkling grapes, and it is a dreamy summer day.

Even the air seems to be drunk.

At this time, the sky is like an inky curtain, dotted with stars. The crickets are sometimes far away and sometimes near. The evening breeze blows away the temperature of the day, like a comfortable summer quilt, wrapping the white dove.

She pulled the note out of her pocket, pulled out her phone, and took a deep breath.

Yes. When her wallet was taken away at the night market, her first reaction was that phone number. If she loses it, she will lose the only connection to her bloodline, the only clue.

It's like a kite with a completely broken string.

According to the 11 digits above, the white pigeon took a deep breath. Word-by-word input dial key.

Knock –

Like a pebble thrown into a lake.

Apprehensive, quietly waiting for a response.

……

After three rings, the phone was picked up.

"Hello?" is a middle-aged male voice.

Knock knock.

The white dove seemed to hear its own heartbeat and beat like a war drum.

He took a deep breath again, desperately trying to stabilize his trembling voice, "Hello, I'm the white dove." ”

Opposite a meal. Then there was an excited response right away: "Little pigeon! Uncle is looking for you so hard, but I can be regarded as finding you! Uncle has found you......"

"Are you ......" the white pigeon hesitated, uncle?

"I'm your uncle, Baiyunhe. Your mother's only brother. Yun'er was too fierce back then, and after leaving home, she cut off all contact with her family, and she simply had no news! I saw you on the news a while ago and recognized you at a sight! Your eyebrows and eyes are really like Bai Yun, Yun'er gave birth to a good daughter, gave birth to a good daughter......"

Bai Yunhe's voice was choked, and the white pigeon was also moved when he heard it.

The white dove bit his lip, forcing himself not to quickly sink into this sudden happiness, "Well, why, so many years ......"

"We never gave up looking for you, we searched all around Rongcheng, I didn't know that Yun'er brought you to Jiangcheng."

"Banyan City? So, my mom ......"

"Your hometown, in Banyan City! That's where your mom was born and raised! ”

Through the radio waves, the heart of the white dove has been difficult to calm for a long time.

This is the person who is connected to her in this world.

It's an amazing feeling, it's like suddenly being in this world, it's not so lonely.

"Tell me uncle, how have you spent all these years?"

Uncle, the white pigeon silently recited in his heart, full of novelty about this title.

Bai Yunhe asked Bai Ge a lot of things in the school and in the crew, sometimes sighing and sometimes sighing, and finally said emotionally: "Little pigeon, you are really hard, it's really not easy...... Yun'er will be happy when she knows, her daughter, as strong as her. I'll go to Jiangcheng to see you on the weekend, I'm sorry, my uncle is late......"

Suddenly, without warning, a tear slipped down.

And then it flows more and more uncontrollably.

The white dove reached out and touched it, angry and funny.

Obviously not sad and sad, where did so many tears come from?

It's an amazing feeling.

After the mountains and rivers recovered, like across the crumbling sea, the two small boats finally recognized each other.

Mom, you know you're going to be happy.

I'm going to see my uncle......