Cai Lichun and his wife moved quickly, quickly cleaned up the stall, and then put on the electric tricycle, and Liu Yuhong sat in the electric tricycle body with vegetable dumplings in his arms.

"Are you seated?" Cai Lichun sat in the driver's seat and asked loudly.

"Sit down." Vegetable dumplings replied loudly.

"Then let's drive." Cai Lichun turned the handlebar, and the car rushed out.

"Haha......" The vegetable dumplings sitting in the car body let out a cheerful laugh.

For her, happiness is as simple as that.

With a father, a mother, and her, the three of them together are the happiest thing in the world, and a little thing can make her happy for a long time.

Cai Lichun's rented house is not very far away, riding a battery tricycle, and it will take about 20 minutes to get home.

The new house is an old building, and they rented the first floor, so that it is convenient to park the tricycle and move things to the car.

Although the house is old, the area is not small, about sixty or seventy square meters, and there are two rooms.

The only bad thing is that the light is dim.

Cai Dumpling was pulled into the door by her mother, and after a glance at the house, she was not surprised, but habitually said, "Mom, have we changed homes again?" ”

Liu Yuhong instantly burst into tears, and felt the urge to cry.

They used to have a home, a house of their own, and even a room for vegetable dumplings.

But then the house was sold, first rented a house near the hospital, but the rent was too expensive, and they changed to a far cheaper one, and then in order to take care of the dumplings, they rented a house near the hospital, but it was very small, so small that they could only put down a bed.

Cai Dumpling is not all in the hospital, and there are times when she is discharged, but because the house is too small, she can only sit on the bed and play.

So I'm used to changing my home a lot.

But her favorite is the old big house, and her mother said that when she is cured, they will earn money to buy it back.

Cai Dumpling is looking forward to this day, she doesn't need treatment now, she doesn't have to stay in the hospital, and she doesn't have to spend a lot of money.

Liu Yuhong turned on all the lights in the house, making the house brightly lit, and the warm lights finally felt like home.

"Do you want to watch TV?" Liu Yuhong asked anxiously.

Cai Dumpling shook his head, then climbed on the sofa and sat down, touching his little belly.

"Then drink some water." Liu Yuhong said again.

Cai Dumpling still shook her head, her little belly is a little swollen now, and she doesn't want to eat anything.

"Don't drink water, by the way, there is still juice at home, I'll get you juice." Liu Yuhong said that she would go into the kitchen to get it.

Liu Yuhong's eager attitude is like a dumpling that has not come to the door for a long time.

"Mom, I don't want to drink juice either, I just want you to hug me." Vegetable dumplings said with open arms.

Liu Yuhong was stunned for a moment, then walked over, sat beside her, and held the vegetable dumplings in her arms.

The vegetable dumplings rode on her lap, stuck to her arms, closed her eyes, heard her mother's heartbeat, and smelled the unique smell of her mother.

She muttered, "Mom, I miss you." ”

"Mom wants to do it too." Liu Yuhong caressed her back and kissed her hair.

Cai Lichun, who was carrying things into the house, saw this scene, gently put down the things, and quietly sat down next to him.

Looking at the mother and daughter hugging each other, he quietly wiped the corners of his eyes, his life seemed to see the light again, and he was now very satisfied and happy.

——

Millet grains and little butterflies sent the vegetable dumplings home and returned to Song Ci's side.

And Song Ci was chatting with an old man at this time, of course, this old man was not the old grandfather Fu Jianglong he met in the morning.

This old man is older than Fu Jianglong, but his body still looks very tough, and he is wearing an old jacket, but he has probably worn it for a long time, and it is a little whitish when washed, and the collar is even more worn to expose the thread.

Carrying a duffel bag, he walked blankly on the street, looking around from time to time, constantly asking about roadside shops, speaking with a treasure island accent, and from time to time mixing some Jiangzhou dialects.

Song Ci stepped forward to talk to him with some curiosity, the old man was a little wary at first, but Song Ci has always been able to speak, and he is good at observing and guiding the topic, and the old man slowly opened the conversation.

The old man's name is Wei Junsheng, he participated in the Anti-Japanese War in 37, he was only thirteen years old that year, and in 49 he was coerced to go to Treasure Island, which was 69 years.

His only wish is to return to his hometown and be able to burn incense in front of his mother's grave.

He was married in Taiwan in his early years, but his wife died early, and since then, he has been living alone.

Going home, visiting his mother, and putting incense on her has become his only obsession.

"I'm old and my time is short, so I sold my house on Treasure Island and scraped together enough money to pay for the journey, this time I must find my relatives, even if it is death, I will die in the mainland, this is my home......"

It's a pity that Jiangzhou City is developing too fast, and he can't find his way home for a long time.

In fact, he came back once in '87, but unfortunately he didn't find his relatives at that time.

Wei Junsheng was very talkative, and he also talked to Song Ci about some of the battles he participated in that year.

"It was a fierce battle, and when we ran out of bullets, we fought with bayonets, and we won that battle, but we also lost a lot of people......"

"Then I went to Treasure Island and never saw my mother again, my mother...... Alas, I wasn't there for her when she needed me the most, and it's a lifelong regret for me. ”

Even Wei Junsheng, who has experienced countless ups and downs in his life, still has red eyes and a crying voice when he talks about his mother.

"My father is not a good thing, the three of us brothers and sisters were raised by our mother since we were children, and if I leave like this, I will not be able to live in peace for the rest ......of my life."

"Don't worry, I will definitely find your relatives, I still have some connections in Jiangzhou City, I will ask someone to help you inquire." Song Ci comforted.

"Thank you, thank you, little brother." Wei Junsheng clasped his hands together and thanked Song Ci.

"You leave me a contact information, I'll let you know if there's news."

When Wei Junsheng heard this, he happily gave Song Ci his contact information.

He actually didn't expect Song Ci to help him find his family, but with the mind of multiple people and multiple roads, and multiple paths and hopes, he didn't lose anything anyway.

When he left, Song Ci just wanted to ask Millet Grains and Little Butterfly if Cai Dumpling had seen her parents, and the mobile phone rang.

When I picked it up, it was Kong Yumei who made a video call, but after it was connected, it was Yun Chuyao who appeared in the camera.

But before she could speak, a small head next to her squeezed over, squeezing Yun Chuyao's head out of the screen.

"Dad, it's not good, it's not good~"

Nuan Nuan was like a puppy, and directly put her big face on the screen of her mobile phone, looking eager.

"What's wrong?"

"Sister Xiao Mayuan was eaten by the big lion."

"Really?"

Song Ci pretended to be shocked, what are you saying to deceive.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at both sides, and saw the millet grains and small butterflies looking at his mobile phone screen with wide eyes and a look of surprise.

And Xiao Ma Yuan, who was sitting next to Nuan Nuan, slowly widened his eyes again, revealing a look of surprise.

Then look down at yourself, am I a big lion poop now?

PS: The content has been slightly modified, and it will not affect the reading of readers who have already watched this chapter.

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