In the evening, Wu Fei returned to his cold home. Unlike before, my mother did not sit in a daze in the small fence yard in front of the door, but talked to two people under the gourd stand.

Wu Fei's home is on the edge of a mountain city, which is the construction site of a hospital. It used to be used by those construction workers, but the construction site was stopped for more than a year without money, and those workers also left, and there were many houses vacated here. He and his classmates fenced off a place about six or seven meters wide in front of the prefabricated house, which was a small courtyard with a big tree and a gourd shelf, which looked simple but very warm.

It was cold in winter and hot in summer, and there was no one in the dog house, so he set up a few wooden planks under the tree at the door, spread animal skin mattresses, and then spread his own woven bamboo mats, which served as his mother's bed, so as to keep out the tide and prevent rheumatism. His mother was sick herself, and he didn't want her old man to suffer from cold or rheumatism, which would make his already poor economy worse. And he himself spent the night on the ground cat, and when his mother fell asleep, he would go to the mountains to make mountain goods.

In winter, he lit a charcoal brazier in the house and let his mother sleep closer to the brazier, and he had to get up three times every night for fear that his mother would accidentally fall into the brazier.

During the three years, his mother's head was good and bad, and Wu Fei visited famous doctors in Shancheng and several surrounding cities, all of whom waved their hands and said that there was no way. Until one day, he met an old man collecting medicine in the mountains, thinking that he was an old Chinese medicine doctor, so he invited him home to treat his mother.

Unexpectedly, the old man gave his mother a pulse, then shook his head and got up to leave, no matter how Wu Fei asked, he didn't get a word of answer.

However, from that day on, my mother's mind took a turn for the better. Although she is still confused and speaks in no order, she can already distinguish the concept of "home", and sometimes she can say a few logical words to her distant neighbors, and she will not run around and only move around in small yards and houses, which makes Wu Fei feel a lot more at ease and a lot more practical at work.

Wu Fei looked at the figure of the girl talking to her mother under the gourd trellis from a distance through the gap in the fence, Wu Fei felt very familiar, and there was a middle-aged man in a casual T-shirt sitting next to the girl, which was very strange.

The family is poor, and there are no relatives, even people from the street do not come, and very few people from the Wu family will come to visit. Who are those two people?

Wu Fei thought about it and quickened his pace.

“...... Auntie, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful when you were young, and you have been to so many places. I'm so envious of ......."

As she approached, the woman's voice was drizzling softly, like a summer breeze, and it was very comfortable to hear.

"Wan Li! Why did she come to my house? Could it be that she is on summer vacation?" Wu Fei's mind suddenly drilled out a woman with a beautiful face, she was his middle school classmate, named Wan Li, and now she should be in the third year of East China Sea University.

With a squeak, Wu Fei pushed open the fence gate and completely saw that the girl sitting on the stone under the gourd frame was Wanli.

At this time, the eyes of the two women also turned to look at Wu Fei with the sound of the door opening.

Wan Li hesitated for a moment, glanced around Wu Fei's body, face, and the vegetable pocket in the latter's hand, and then stood up, "Wu Fei, you're finally back!"

"Mom, I'm back!" Wu Fei, as usual, shouted to his mother as soon as he entered the door, and then also looked at Wan Li.

Wanli is still in middle school, so beautiful and dignified, a pair of clear eyes with the tranquility of the lake, with a simple white dress, graceful and pretty, like a white lotus in the water, Tingting jade, transcendent and dusty.

The appearance is still the same, but Wu Fei can still feel that there is a trace of maturity on the latter's body.

"Wanli, why are you here, it's a holiday?" Wu Fei was inexplicably a little nervous. As for why he was nervous, he didn't know.

"Not yet, I came back early. Wan Li said and raised her hand to the Chinese bag, and then stretched it out in front of Wu Fei, "Moreover, I came back in advance for your business, you take a look at this first." ”

"For my business, the question of my identity has been clarified?" Wu Fei put down the vegetable pocket and took the document bag.

He knew that Wanli's family was a high-class family in the mountain city, her father was the deputy mayor in charge of the city's public procuratorate and law, and her mother was the director of the garrison hospital. When Wu Fei's mother was burned, she did not trouble Wanli's mother. A few days ago, because of the household registration and ID card, he also wrote a letter to Wanli, asking her to help, and asked her father to say hello to the following at his convenience. Speed up the point query, could it be this?

Wan Li didn't answer his question directly, but watched the latter open the file bag with a smile.

There are two forms in the document bag: the first is the medical examination form of the hospital, and the second is titled "Registration Form".

There was also a red-headed document at the bottom of the form, Wu Fei quickly glanced at it, and immediately looked at his mother sitting on a stone with her back to a big tree in shock.

"How is this possible?" Looking at his mother's face with extensive burn marks on half of the normal side, Wu Fei didn't know what to say, "Mom, you...... You and my dad turned out to be agents!"

Wu Fei grew up so big that he depended on his mother, and he never found out that his mother was actually an agent of the National Security Bureau. If this had been before, Wu Fei would definitely be so excited that he couldn't sleep, and immediately ran to tell those who had discriminated against him that he would be proud, proud.

His mother didn't look at him, her eyes were fixed on the registration form in Wu Fei's hand, and her body trembled abnormally.

Wu Fei was so frightened that he hurriedly walked to his mother's side, squatted down, and took his mother's hand.

Mother's hands were cold, as if they had just been soaked in ice water. Wu Fei immediately threw away the things in his hand, and held his mother's hand tightly with both hands, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

The mother's lips twitched a few times, the muscles on her face twitched, as if she was suppressing some thoughts and memories, and the green tendons appeared on her forehead, almost on the verge of collapse.

At this time, the middle-aged man who had been sitting opened his mouth and said:

"Yes, both your parents are. Your father's name is Lu Han, and he is a senior agent of our National Security Bureau abroad. During one operation, your father went deep into the tiger's den and was killed on his way home after getting a confidential piece of information. In order to ensure the safety of your mother and son, the leader arranged for your mother to go to the inconspicuous small city of the mountain city, incognito, and she was pregnant with you in her belly at that time. Because many of the formalities cannot be made public, and your mother's identity is highly confidential, there is no complete file at the local government...... Twenty years have passed, and the original action group has long since been disbanded, and those who know your identity have sacrificed, some have been transferred from their original posts, and some have been hidden in the snow like you. It was not until a few days ago that we saw a photo of Comrade Yang Fuqin in the online inquiry column of the Ministry of Public Security, and we remembered the past. The organization received my report and immediately sent me over. Sister Yang, Xiaoshi is too late to make your mother and son suffer. I'm sorry for you, and I'm even more sorry for Brother Lu Han!"

The middle-aged man said this, stood up, and bowed deeply to the mother and son.

This amount of information is a bit large, and it is all out of Wu Fei's familiar category, he feels that his head is a little insufficient, and he has a feeling of being out of this world and unreal. By the way, it's like dreaming, or listening to people talk in their dreams.

He felt like he had become an outsider, and the person in front of him was telling the story of his dream.

Agent, a profession he admired as a teenager, mysterious and dreamlike.

Seeing the middle-aged man bowing, the mother stood up in a panic, her lips moved, and finally she didn't say anything. However, the pair of beautiful eyes that were still shining just now suddenly became cloudy again, and then sat down, looked up at the green and fluffy gourds hanging down on the gourd shelf, and sang leisurely:

"The mountains are blooming, and the mountains are full of flowers. My brother bent over with the basket on his back, and I wiped my brother's sweat ......"

Hearing his mother's familiar and gentle singing, Wu Fei seemed to have returned to the past.

This is a children's song, Wu Fei remembers that his mother often sang it to him when he was a child. I haven't sung it for more than ten years, and I don't know why she's singing it again.

"Sister Yang...... Sister Yang...... Sister-in-law ......"

The middle-aged man surnamed Shi shouted a few times at Yang Fuqin, but the latter stood up, his eyes glazed blankly, and walked towards the house while singing children's songs......