Think about the days when Xiangxiang and I first arrived in Hongcheng. At that time, the old man had just been buried and all the money he had had was spent, and the city was a place where it was difficult to move without money. [ ] There was a time when Wang Fan

I had no choice but to rent a one-bedroom apartment in the Handshake Building in the urban village. I slept soundly in the room, and I could only set up a bed in the living room. The living room was a public activity area for the two of them during the day, and it became my bedroom at night.

It seems to Xiangxiang that she is not "running around in pants"?

"Young Master, Young Master." Yu Han softly called Wang Fan back, who was distracted.

"Uh, what's wrong?"

"I just want to remind you, young master, that there are still a few months before the deadline set by the great elder to find the young master is up. Before the deadline, as soon as we are notified by the great elder, we may leave Hongcheng at any time and go back to take over your position as the leader of the clan.

.And after this, you may be unable to leave Yungui for a long time. I don’t know how you plan to arrange Sister Yue’e and the others, young master.”

Yes, this is also a big problem. According to Uncle Yan, going back to take over this time is likely to cause violent fluctuations within the clan. This process will definitely not be smooth. Bringing several women with you can only help you.

, if not done properly, it will bring unnecessary danger to them.

"Actually, young master, aside from the relationship between Xiangxiang and you, I think it would be a good choice to send Xiangxiang back to her parents. After all, they are still related by blood, and at least they will not harm Xiangxiang. And..."

Yuhan paused: "Although Aunt Xing said some excessive things in excitement today, I feel that she still really cares about Xiangxiang."

Wang Fan didn't know that he just wanted to separate from Xiangxiang and felt reluctant to let go. But since Yuhan said so, Wang Fan was ready to have a good talk with Xiangxiang.

The next day, before Wang Fan had time to talk to Xiangxiang about the matter, he received a call from Xing Haiying.

"Is this Wang Fan? Hello, I'm Aunt Xing, whom I met yesterday. I was a little too excited yesterday, why don't you go?"

"Aunt Xing, actually we all understand your mood. This is also a normal reaction to caring about Xiangxiang, but I still say the same thing. I hope Aunt Xing will consider it from Xiangxiang's perspective. After all, Xiangxiang is no longer the little girl she used to be.

She has a child, and she has her own ideas."

"I understand this, and I will definitely respect Xiangxiang's idea. Wang Fan, I don't know if you have time today. Auntie would like to treat you to a meal, okay?"

"Okay, I have time at noon."

"Okay, let's make an appointment at noon."

At noon, Wang Fan went to the appointment alone. In addition to Xing Haiying, there was a middle-aged man of similar age sitting in the private room. As soon as he saw Wang Fan come in, the middle-aged man stood up and stretched out his hand.

: "Hello, I guess you are Wang Fan. My name is Chen Yiguo, your Aunt Xing's husband." He did not introduce her as Xiangxiang's mother to Xing Haiying as soon as they met.

Wang Fan also reached out and shook his hand.

"Yesterday, I heard my wife talk about the process of your meeting. I also think that my wife was a little impatient, but I hope you won't take it seriously because she has been searching for her daughter for many years without success." After everyone sat down, Chen Yiguo said:

I apologize to Wang Fan for what happened yesterday.

"Oh, Aunt Xing didn't say anything, she was just a little worried for Xiangxiang. How could I be relieved?"

"That's good, that's good. I have a few more photos here that I want to show you." As he said that, Chen Yiguo took out two old photos with yellowed edges from the leather bag beside him, but they were well preserved.

, the photos have been plasticized.

Wang Fan took the photos in his hand and looked at them. One was a little girl wearing plump clothes standing in front of a building, holding a bunch of candied haws in her hand and grinning; the other was a young couple.

A photo of a person holding a baby about one year old, with a bunny hat on its head.

Chen Yiguo pointed to the group photo and said: "This is a family photo taken by our whole family together on my daughter's first birthday." He then pointed to another solo photo: "This is the most recent photo before my daughter disappeared."

In fact, when Wang Fan saw the solo photo at first glance, he recognized that the little girl in the photo was the little girl he had picked up at the train station. Then he compared Chen Yiguo's appearance when he was young in the photo, and now the fragrant eyebrows between

There are many parts that are exactly the same as Chen Yiguo's when he was young, especially his face and nose, which are almost carved out.

"Haha, when my daughter was little, people often said she looked like me." Chen Yiguo took a sip of the tea on the table and raised his eyes to look into the distance, as if he was recalling the scene back then.

"How many children does Uncle Chen have now?" Wang Fan asked, putting down the photo.

"No, although our daughter has been missing for so many years, we and I have been looking forward to it and believe that she will come back. We don't want to dilute our love for her, so we have never had any more children." Chen Yiguo said.

My eyes are moist.

Wang Fan leaned on the backrest of the sofa and said: "Uncle Chen, to tell you the truth, the little girl in the photo looks like when I first saw Xiangxiang, and Xiangxiang's look now is much the same as when you were young.

Similar places.”

Chen Yiguo was not overly excited, but said with trembling lips: "I know this, so as soon as your Aunt Xing met Xiangxiang yesterday, she called me and asked me to fly over overnight."

Hearing Wang Fan's admission, Xing Haiying held Chen Yiguo's arm excitedly and sobbed. Fortunately, Chen Yiguo quickly controlled his emotions after venting his emotions, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and put his hand on Wang Fan's.

On Fan's arm: "We, the couple, are really grateful for your care of Xiangxiang over the years. Without you, I'm afraid we would never see our daughter again in this life."

At the dinner table, Wang Fan briefly told Chen Yiguo and his wife about the process of picking up Xiangxiang and his life over the past ten years. Xing Haiying basically cried through the whole meal without eating a grain of rice.

He just kept picking up food for Wang Fan.

At the end, Wang Fan spread his hands: "Uncle Chen, Aunt Xing, what I said is just to tell you that in the past ten years, I have changed and Xiangxiang has changed. Our living habits and ways of thinking may have changed."

It's different from ordinary people. If you really care about Xiangxiang, then I hope you respect Xiangxiang's thoughts. Xiangxiang is not a child who grew up in a greenhouse."

Chen Yiguo and his wife nodded in agreement.

After breaking up with Chen Yiguo and his wife, Wang Fan felt depressed and drove around Hongcheng. The thought of Xiangxiang leaving him made Wang Fan feel more uncomfortable than a knife. In the past ten years, except for the occasional

After following the old man away for a few days due to business, Xiangxiang never left her side. The two of them had already become one psychologically, and they could never let go of each other.
Chapter completed!