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Chapter 1831 Do you still remember?

 Chen Shuhui did not let her go. She thought the same as Feng Yanbei. If she wanted to know the old lady’s life experience, she had to start with herself.

And she is not strong inside, it's just right.

"Did my aunt escape the famine with her family, or is she alone?" Chen Shuhui asked.

"One person". Zhang Hongdao.

"My aunt's accent has not changed over the years. When she left her hometown, she was not young, right? How old is it?" Chen Shuhui asked.

She smiled, looked straight at Mrs. Tao, waiting for her answer.

Old Mrs. Tao wiped the corners of her clothes.

"My mother said she is still young..."

Chen Shuhui looked at Zhang Hong with different eyes. How could her son answer any questions? Including such a simple question, is there something wrong with her brain?

She has a pair of talking eyes, which she deliberately makes people understand. Zhang Hong shuts her mouth and looks at her mother.

Mrs. Tao's brain may be fine, she understands this.

After pausing for a while, he rubbed the corners of his clothes and said, "I was only a teenager at that time."

"That's so big, where exactly does that family live? Who else?" Chen Shuhui asked.

Everyone looked at her strangely, thinking that Chen Shuhui's words today were a bit too much, and she was a little curious.

Not to mention the stranger I met for the first time, that is, Tian Fengchen's family. She had never been so serious when she first met.

No, she has never asked anyone so deeply.

"I'm fussed about this news. There's a lot of information about children in the newspaper every day, which makes me very upset."

Chen Shuhui said: "I heard that my aunt fled alone and didn't know what was difficult to hide. If she lost her family, I might be able to help her find her family."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief because Chen Shuhui showed more love in the matter of separation and abducted.

There were waves in Mrs. Tao's eyes. She rubbed the corners of her clothes hard, looked up at Chen Shuhui and said, "I remember our family is in the mountains. It is called Xinanzhuang. My father's name is Zhang Laogen. There are two brothers and a sister in the family. Please help me find this village, are my parents still there?"

Over the years, she really missed her parents and didn't know if their second old man was still there. She was really unfilial!

Moreover, many years have passed since that incident, and no one remembers it now?

That little man.

This time, Chen Shuhui pinched his finger.

She didn't know who Zhang Laogen was, but she knew that Zhang Liuzhuang in the mountains was the home of Zhang Wenxiu's mother, and the village where Old Mrs. Zhang was located.

Zhang Hong looked at her mother a little unexpectedly, "Mom? Do you still remember?"

In the past, he asked his mother about her grandfather's family, and her mother said she didn't remember it.

Old Mrs. Tao rubbed her clothes. "You were young at that time. It was useless to tell you."

Zhang Hong stopped talking. Indeed, it was useless to tell him at that time, and he couldn't find anyone.

When he was very young, his father died and his family had no patrons. The remaining few siblings would only bully their mother and son.

Later, he went to college, but after he came out, he found that he originally thought that college students were omnipotent and that they were other people's masters. In fact, his abilities were limited.

Whether a person is a master depends on his origin.

He glanced at Tian Wuchen and smiled unconsciously.

Tian Fengchen immediately grabbed it and smiled immediately.

Now she does not hide her love for Zhang Hong.

She must catch the person who can sacrifice her life to save her!

Chen Xiao'e didn't look at her, stared at her, and said to Old Lady Tao and Zhang Hong: "Tell me first. I'll cook here for lunch at noon!"
Chapter completed!
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