After detaining the prisoners in the guard station, Qiu Siwu took the leader to his own secret base.

Professional people do professional things, and this group of people has specialized talents, and according to the description given by the leader, the face portrait is drawn on paper.

The next step is to send people to Macheng County, as well as the leader's lair, for a final exploration.

Someone is worried about all of this, and they are doing it step by step, just to catch the people behind the scenes.

Zheng Xiong was a little tired, but he really didn't encounter any troubles.

The young lad had good energy, and the next day was another full day.

It's just that Han Yue'er is full of sadness, and the whole person is listless.

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

The people found this time are not their relatives, so there is no need to be sad about what happened to them, but the people are still not found, and their life and death are still uncertain, and the traces are faint, which also makes Han Yue'er a little worried.

Seeing Han Yue'er's sullen appearance, Zheng Xiong was also a little anxious.

It's his own mother, what if he gets sick here, Zheng Xiong still has this filial piety.

"Mother, it's not a matter of staying in the guest room all day and not coming out."

"Uncle and aunt haven't been found, but the place where you used to live is still there."

"Why don't the children take you for a walk! The old man may still know him, and he can ask about the situation, what do you think?"

Han Yue'er is not a person who doesn't know the importance of it, the family revolves around her, and she is a little reluctant to go, so she agrees.

"Okay."

Distraction is indeed the only way to relieve your mood.

Exit the city gate and follow the road in the direction of your memory.

Han Yue'er's memories gradually came to her heart, she got out of the carriage, and when she saw a familiar place, she explained it to Zheng Xiong.

"That mountain, I still remember, when I was a child, I went to the mountain with your uncle and them to collect medicine and sell it for money."

"After selling the money, I will take some money to buy candy, and everyone will lick it, and it will be sweet all day."

Looking at Han Yue'er's happy look when she recalled, the corners of Zheng Xiong's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly.

"Mother, it's still far from here! This mountain should be, probably, not the mountain you are talking about."

Han Yue'er's expression froze, and she looked at Zheng Xiongdao.

"Then you didn't say it earlier, why didn't you say it when I came down?"

"It's not like watching you come down and walking with you! You thought you were coming."

It's been more than 20 years, and it's normal for memory to be biased.

After Zheng Xiong's gag, Han Yue'er was in a much better mood, but due to this, she hurriedly got into the carriage to relieve the embarrassment.

Swaying all the way, Han Yue'er looked out through the car window from time to time.

The feeling of familiarity is getting stronger and stronger, but now I don't have that confidence, I just watch quietly.

This time it felt right, and it didn't take long for the carriage to stop.

"Mother, it's time to get there."

Before she could get back to the place, Han Yue'er looked at Zheng Xiong speechlessly and said resentfully.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, I'll come down and take a walk."

"You didn't speak, I don't dare ask."

Yes, it was originally timid and missed.

But now there is no such feeling at all, some just want to beat Zheng Xiong.

Such a group of people came over and attracted the attention of everyone here.

Dressed in gorgeous clothes, coming in a carriage, and having a guard of honor with him, it is difficult not to get people's attention.

An old man who was working on the edge of the field, when he saw someone coming, immediately got up from the field and came to Zheng Xiong and the others.

He looks very old, and judging from the fact that the people who are gradually coming over are giving way, he also has some prestige.

Soon, the old man walked in front of Zheng Xiong and Han Yue'er, who were watching around.

"I don't know what happened here?"

The old man's courtesy is very sufficient, his demeanor is also very respectful, and he has made enough gestures.

Anyway, it's not someone you can offend, and you're used to being cautious, that's it.

Zheng Xiong turned his head and looked at the old man, and was just about to speak to explain his intentions, when he saw Han Yue'er exclaim.

"Second uncle, is that you?"

Startled by this voice, the old man leaned closer, looked at it slowly, and said with some uncertainty.

"Are you, Peach?"

In front of Zheng Xiong, someone called out her nickname, Han Yue'er's face was also a little unbearable, and her face was slightly red, but the joy in her heart quickly left this emotion behind.

stepped forward, hugged the old man and said.

"It's me, I can't imagine that I'll see you again, how are you doing?"

The old man, who was still a little incredulous, collapsed when he heard this, and he was a little sad.

"What else could be good at that time?"

"After a few of you left, you caught strong men everywhere, and the descendants in the village basically didn't run."

"There are few people who have come back now, I don't know if they live or die, and I don't think there will be more luck or less."

"I'm glad you're back today, how are your brothers and sisters doing? Why can't you see them?"

Originally, it was still a show of nostalgia, but as a result, they revealed each other's scars, and their faces were not very good, full of sadness.

"I'm separated from them, and in addition to coming back to see you, I want to see if they have returned."

The atmosphere was too bad, and the two of them had no topic after speaking, unable to extricate themselves in the sad atmosphere, Zheng Xiong couldn't help it, and coughed lightly, only to break the silent scene.

Han Yue'er reacted first and pointed at Zheng Xiong and said.

"This is my baby, called Zheng Xiong."

"Xiong'er, don't come up to salute yet."

The only thing a woman thinks about is that she is a good child, and a good child who has been cultivated can make people show off for a long time.

Wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes at night.

Han Yue'er is the same, having such a good son as Zheng Xiong also makes her very proud.

Zheng Xiong saluted slowly, but he didn't know what it was called, and he didn't have any relatives in this area, so he didn't know what to call it.

"Mother, how can I shout?"

"You kid, call second grandfather."

"Hello second grandfather."

The old man didn't care, and said happily.

"Okay, okay."

"You're tired! Come to my house and rest and rest."

After speaking, he enthusiastically pulled the two into his cottage.

The level of ordinary people can only be said to be better than Wei Hong's family, and the good ones are limited.

He took out a clay bowl from the stove and boiled tea for the two of them.

Then he moved out a table and took out the only little heart and mountain specialty in winter, Mao Li or something.

As long as it is at home, it is turned out and put on the table.

When the village heard the news of Han Yue'er's return, both familiar and unfamiliar came to watch.

Outside the small courtyard wall, there is a flood that cannot be passed.

Han Yue'er looked around left and right, trying to find acquaintances, barely recognized a few people, and hurriedly beckoned a few people to come over to catch up.

As a junior, Zheng Xiong could only silently say a word on the side, and he was really bored, so he walked around.

Several little children squeezed out of the crowd and came to Zheng Xiong, looking at Zheng Xiong curiously.

Looking at each other, the child slowly stretched out his palm, revealing the things in his palm.

A piece of residue, you can't see it if you don't look carefully, Zheng Xiong asked suspiciously.

"What is this?"

The child grinned.

"Uncle, this is sugar, for you to eat."

Zheng Xiong pursed his lips, slowly walked to the carriage, and groped for a while.

Holding a gift box in his hand, he walked up to the little kid and shook it at them.

It then opens, revealing its true face.

It's all sugar, and the best maltose is piled up in a pile, and it's full.

Zheng Xiong picked up a piece and said with a smile.

"What do you call sugar, I call it sugar."

After speaking, he put the candy cube in his mouth and licked his mouth with satisfaction.

In this way, some of the children were hungry, and some even cried.

The movement was so loud that it attracted all the attention.

couldn't help but tease, Zheng Xiong helplessly spread his hands and handed the gift box to the little boy.

"Well, take it and divide it, don't say I'm bullying children."

With such a move, the little kid burst into tears and laughed, and took the gift box and divided it.

Bian Fen did not forget to thank him.

"Thank you, uncle, you are such a good person."