"Teacher Li, I'm really sorry for you."

"It's fine."

At the school gate, seeing Li Yinghui leave, Yan Chengye turned around, and Shi Yan asked calmly, "Uncle Yan, is there something wrong?" ”

Yan Chengye's expression was a little excited, but he was a little embarrassed to start talking about: "Xiaoyan, there is a person he wants to see you, and that person is your uncle." ”

“……”

Shi Yan's life experience is not a secret in the whole Qingfeng, his parents died early, there was no grandparents on it, he was taken by his grandmother Song Zhen when he was young, and he was raised, but in the second year, Song Zhen also died of illness.

Song Zhen once served as the vice principal of Qingfeng, and was recognized as a great outstanding woman - as soon as she graduated from university, she rushed to the poor mountainous area to teach for six years, and after returning to work in Qingfeng, she was selected as an excellent teacher for several consecutive years, and then became the vice principal of Qingfeng No. 1 Middle School through voting.

The expression on Zeng Huaihe's face froze.

"This is the birth certificate of the hospital at that time, you can take a look-"

"Your grandmother left with your mother, and my father took me back to his city, and the two have never seen each other since."

"Xiao Yan, what are you talking nonsense-" Yan Chengye was anxious.

Shi Yan is alone, and his future life will always be more difficult than that of ordinary children, and it is not easy to learn that there is an uncle alive.

In the early afternoon.

On weekdays, the café is always deserted, with a table of four people sitting by the transparent glass window.

The man probably knew that the boy was not the kind of child he thought he could easily coax, so he exhaled and shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands:

The man smiled apologetically: "Please forgive me for coming to you so rashly, it may cause you discomfort, but I can't wait to meet you first." ”

He was dressed appropriately, his hair was combed with hair oil, no matter how he looked, he was a decent gentleman, and when he looked at Shi Yan's gaze, he really had the true appearance of the elders looking at the younger generations.

"Your name is Shi Yan, right?"

And Yan Chengye carefully observed and tested in advance, this Mr. Zeng was dressed decently, drove a lot of cars, and had a serious job.

But soon he was stunned, because Shi Yan didn't react at all.

Surprise, surprise, or the excitement of learning that there are still relatives in the vast sea of people, none of these things.

Although the man on the other side of the table has entered middle age, it is still not difficult to see that the face that has been ruined by the years should be handsome when he is young.

If there is such an uncle, Xiaoyan will not have to live so lonely and hard.

After pushing it along the table, he continued to dig out a divorce certificate belonging to his father and many supporting materials from the folder, and then waited for Shi Yan's reaction.

The atmosphere was eerie and silent for a few seconds.

"Okay, I also think it's a waste of time for me to beat around the bush like this, I do have something to look for you."

But when he saw Zeng Huaihe on the other side, after hearing Shi Yan's words, his face changed again and again, and the moment he met the young man's cold gaze, he actually had a feeling that he had nothing to hide.

The man simply changed his tone, looking at Shi Yan, his originally gentle eyes overflowing with a little shrewdness.

"Later, my father felt that it was too hard to teach, and wanted to take your grandmother back to the city to settle down, but your grandmother insisted on staying behind, and the two had serious quarrels several times, and finally broke up unhappily, at that time your grandmother was already pregnant with your mother and me, it was a dragon and phoenix fetus, and the first week after we were born, the two of them went through the divorce procedures."

"Xiao Yan," Yan Chengye next to him hurriedly started a round game, he explained to Zeng Huaihe with a smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zeng, Xiao Yan's usual personality is relatively quiet, and he doesn't like to be close to people, you are the child's uncle, you can take care of it more." ”

Just when everyone thought she was an unmarried person, she had gray sideburns and was about to retire, and she appeared in front of everyone with a teenage and delicate-looking little boy, and then introduced:

"This is my grandson."

As he spoke, Zeng Huaihe overturned the folder at hand and took out a slightly dated certificate with a green border that looked a little old, and the lower left corner of the paper was stamped with a big red stamp.

"My father, that is, your grandfather, and your grandmother met when they were teaching in the mountains, and both of them were volunteer teachers, and they got along with each other day and got married." The man began to introduce the past.

In the eyes of outsiders, Vice President Song Zhen is fair, reasonable, and deeply loved, but she is so good, but she is always alone, and she refuses any overtures of the opposite sex.

Seeing that the man was so reasonable, Yan Chengye was really pleased, in order to let the uncle and nephew cultivate their relationship as soon as possible, he was about to speak for Shi Yan.

Everyone was shocked and in an uproar, it turned out that Principal Song had always had a daughter who was taken care of by her parents in another city.

"My name is Zeng Huaihe, and I am your mother's brother, that is, yours, uncle."

The cold-faced young man didn't even glance at these supporting materials, and sat at the table, his voice as unwavering as a deep pool of thin ice: "Do you have something to do with me?" ”

"Let's get straight to the point." Shi Yan's face was expressionless, "I have to attend classes every day and work part-time on weekends, and after that, I won't have any free time to cooperate with you like now." ”

There is a reason why Yan Chengye is so attentive to Shi Yan, Shi Yan's grandmother, Vice Principal Song used to be Yan Chengye's teacher, Yan Chengye's family was a poor household when he was a child, and he couldn't even afford to read.

Zeng Huai smiled generously: "It's okay, I can understand, after all, this is me and ...... Xiao Yan's first face, it is normal that he is not familiar with me. ”

He looked at Shi Yan again, his eyes gentle: "Xiao Yan, uncle doesn't mean anything else, it's just that I learned that I still have a nephew, so I can't help but want to come and see you, uncle invites you to dinner, okay?" ”

Now Yan Chengye can have a decent livelihood in the city, and he can't do without the help of Song Zhen, Song Zhen is his mentor in his studies and life, he regards Song Zhen as his respected elder, so he naturally cares for Song Zhen's grandson Shi Yan, after Song Zhen died of illness, he has been trying his best to take care of Shi Yan.

"My blood mother, that is, Ms. Song Zhen, left you a house, as far as I know, she did not make a special will before she died, stating that the house will be inherited by you alone."

"So that means that, according to the inheritance law, the house should be half and half for me and your mother."

"Your mother is gone, and you inherit her half, and the other half belongs to me."