There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

Fu Qingqing was still complaining: "Grandpa, you don't even know that this woman actually mocked me and said that I didn't meet the qualifications to be invited! It's even more embarrassing for a guy like her who has a high school education and lies." !”

Thinking of what happened just now, Fu Qingqing became angrier and angrier. She couldn't help but complain a few times, so she didn't notice anything was wrong on the other end of the phone.

"By the way, grandpa, why are you asking me Shen Pianzhi's name?"

On the other end of the phone.

The old man's serious voice came over: "Qingqing, are you sure that person's name is Shen Pianzhi?"

Fu Qingqing was puzzled: "Yes, grandpa, what's wrong?"

"Qingqing, this person, and the special guest our base will invite tomorrow, his name is——"

Before Professor Fu finished speaking, someone else's voice appeared on the other end of the phone, calling Professor Fu to come over and help.

Professor Fu could only temporarily stop chatting with Fu Qingqing: "Qingqing, grandpa has something else to do. If you want to come and visit, I will call your uncle back later."

The conversation ended here, and Professor Fu hurriedly hung up the phone.

Fu Qingqing wrinkled her face, stared at the hung up call record on the phone screen, and muttered to herself: "What grandpa was going to say just now, it's really strange..."

Could it be that grandpa knows that Shen Pianzhi?

This is simply impossible!

This absurd idea made Fu Qingqing feel a little funny.

She quickly put away these unrealistic ideas and called her uncle who also worked at the aviation base again.

Beijing.

Highway entrance and exit.

As a silver-gray commercial vehicle appeared.

Outside the expressway toll station, several black Hongqi cars had been waiting for a long time.

However, after the silver-gray commercial vehicle successfully drove off the highway, the Hongqi cars did not step forward to stop it.

In the car, several old men wearing Chinese tunic suits slowly got out of the car.

He straightened his back and saluted in the direction of the silver-gray business car with a solemn expression.

After the silver-gray business car left everyone's sight.

The old men in Chinese tunic suits got on the bus again.

Inside a business car.

The assistant in the driver's seat glanced at the old men slowly disappearing from sight in the rearview mirror, his eyes moist.

However, he did not slow down.

The car continued to move forward at the same speed as before.

In the rear compartment.

He Tingxiu raised his eyes and glanced at the assistant in the driver's seat: "We will arrive at the headquarters in a while. You will have one hour of free time."

The assistant's body trembled violently, and his eyes were red: "Sir, you..."

"Go ahead, you haven't been back for more than twenty years. In the future, when I wait for a hundred years, just don't say I'm mean and unrighteous." He Tingxiu exhaled a breath and looked out the window at the familiar city expressionlessly. One glance.

Last time I came to Beijing.

It was more than twenty years ago.

Later, he submitted his resignation and lived in seclusion abroad.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

Xing Zhao's eyes were red and he nodded vigorously: "Thank you sir!"

Half an hour later.

Beijing, headquarters.

He Tingxiu's figure stood in front of the huge building in front of him.

As if thinking of the past many years ago, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

Then, he strode towards the building in front of him and walked in.

After He Tingxiu entered.

His closest subordinates did not keep up.

Xing Zhao looked at He Tingxiu's back, bowed respectfully, then turned around, quickly got into the car, turned around and left.

Headquarters, top floor.

Without any obstruction, He Tingxiu pushed the door open and entered.

In sight.

However, He Tingxiu didn't see the person he wanted to see.

He Tingxiu frowned.

He Licun, who was processing documents, heard the sound and looked up: "?"

He Tingxiu did not respond to He Licun's eyes, and walked directly towards the lounge connected to the office with a cold face.

open the door.

Still no sight of Lin Yun.

This time, He Tingxiu's expression was no longer as simple as gloomy.

Lin Yun has no mobile phone or ID card, where can she go?

He Licun stood up: "Dad, haven't my mother been found? What are you doing here?"

He Tingxiu turned around suddenly and stared in the direction of He Licun: "When did you find it? Why didn't you send me a message?"

He Licun also frowned: "Half an hour ago, I asked my mother to send you a message, but she didn't reply."

He Tingxiu: "..."

The silence lasted for several seconds.

He Tingxiu said with a sullen face: "Where is she now?"

Rosewood Palace Villa.

Dining area.

Shen Pianzhi looked at Lin Yun who was devouring spicy hot pot in front of her, and silently handed her a glass of water: "Auntie, no one is trying to fight you, so you can eat more slowly."

Lin Yun said nothing and did not take the water glass.

As if she didn't hear Shen Pianzhi's reminder, Lin Yun lowered her head and continued to eat fiercely.

Just ate like this for a while.

Shen Xiaonian, who was standing next to Lin Yun, looked up at Lin Yun. Her eyes widened: "Grandma, you are crying."

Lin Yun turned a deaf ear and did not stop eating with her hands.

Xiaonian obediently took a piece of paper towel, climbed up on the stool with great effort, and went up to wipe Lin Yun's face: "Grandma, I will wipe it for you every year."

The little girl's tender voice instantly broke Lin Yun's guard.

She stopped eating and slowly looked up at Shen Xiaonian. When she saw the child's sincere and innocent eyes, Lin Yun burst into tears.

She hugged Xiaonian's soft little body tightly and cried very sadly.

Xiaotian and Xiaohan stood aside, looking at each other, and both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

What happened to grandma?

Shen Pianzhi's cell phone rang.

It was a call from He Licun.

Without thinking much, Shen Liangzhi answered the call directly.

The voice that came from the other end of the phone was He Tingxiu's. The other party's voice was low: "Where is Lin Yun? Ask her to answer the phone."

Shen Pianzhi raised her head and looked at Lin Yun, who was still crying. She covered the mouth of the phone before speaking: "Aunt, uncle has called. Do you want to answer it?"

"No! I don't want to talk to him!" Lin Yun cried until she burst into tears: "He's a bastard, let him go!"

Shen Pianzhi breathed out, removed the palm covering the communication port, and said to He Tingxiu on the other end of the phone: "Uncle, aunt is very excited, you'd better not talk to her first."

On the other end of the phone, He Tingxiu said nothing.

After a pause of maybe a few seconds, Shen Pinzhi hung up the phone.

Looking at Lin Yun who was crying and about to die, Shen Pianzhi could only silently pass her a handkerchief.

Behind, Lin Yun was tired of crying. She stared at her red and swollen eyes and looked pitifully at Shen Pianzhi: "I want to sleep. Do you have any extra room here?"
To be continued...