Since Yu Zhi left the capital, she never thought that she would meet Wen Jiuxiao one day, especially since she had already run so far away. An city was remote, more than a thousand miles away from the capital?

It was another sunny day. Yu Zhi was watering the flowers in the shop when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Dong Yu's house, your son got into a fight with someone."

Yu Zhi hurriedly put down the shower, turned around, and almost screamed.

Wen Jiuxiao, her former financial sponsor and former leader, was standing behind her, looking at her excitedly.

She must be dazzled. How could Wen Jiuxiao be in Ancheng?

"Yuzhi?!"

Yes, this was Wen Jiuxiao's voice. At the same time, it also shattered Yu Zhi's self-deception.

Wen Jiuxiao couldn't believe it. He didn't know why he came here by accident. He didn't like uncontrollable things happening. When he was about to go back, he saw a woman standing at the door of the flower shop. Her back was very familiar, her legs and feet were very familiar.

Come over uncontrollably.

"You got the wrong person."

Yu Zhi calmed down, but in fact there was a little person dancing in his heart, very irritable: ah ah ah, how could it be him? How could it be him? Why is Mr. Wen in Ancheng?

The waiter from the shop next door who tipped off the news was very loud, "Yu Dongjia, hurry up, there are several boys beating your son over there."

Yu Zhi's expression changed, yes, son, her little kid was beaten? She suddenly couldn't care about anything else. What about Mr. Wen, what about the former leader, is it important to have her little kid?

However, Wen Jiuxiao grabbed her arm tightly and said, "You are Yu Zhi." He would not admit her mistake, her appearance was engraved in his heart, and he would recognize her even if she turned into ashes.

Great, she's not dead, she's really alive!

Wen Jiuxiao was ecstatic, and his heart was beating so fast. He had no time to think about why she was still alive, why she was in Ancheng, why she was alive but didn't come back to Beijing to find him--as long as she was still alive.

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"Let go." Yu Zhi frowned coldly.

How could Wen Jiuxiao let go? He was afraid that this was a dream he had. He was afraid that once he let go, the person would be gone and the dream would wake up. After five years, he was still happy with it even if it was just a dream.

Wen Jiuxiao's hand was too strong, so Yu Zhi didn't move away, so she became anxious and hit his arm.

Wen Jiuxiao was caught off guard and was in pain. Yu Zhi took the opportunity to throw away his hand and hurriedly ran towards the alley not far away.

Little boy, hold on, my mother is here to save you!

When Wen Jiuxiao saw Yu Zhi running away, he immediately chased after him, but was stopped by the policeman patrolling the street. "What? What? I wonder who is so bold and dares to pester Yu Dong's family in broad daylight------Wen,

Mr. Wen, is it you?"

Seeing clearly that it was Wen Jiuxiao, the policeman's voice suddenly became quieter, and his expression was slanderous. Everyone in the government knew that Mr. Wen was from Beijing, and the prefect treated him politely. He was a small boy.

The catcher actually reprimanded Mr. Wen. He has taken the courage of a bear and a leopard, right?

He hurriedly apologized, "It's all my fault that I didn't see clearly. It's really my fault for offending Mr. Wen."

At this time, Wen Jiuxiao was no longer in a hurry to chase Yu Zhi. He glanced at the policeman and said expressionlessly: "It's not strange if you don't know. It doesn't matter."

Then asked: "Is Yu Dongjia a woman?"

The policeman was a little confused and nodded subconsciously, "Yes!" Is it unusual that Dong Yu's family is a woman? Everyone knows it.

"Yu Dong's family has a son?" Wen Jiuxiao asked again: "How old is the child?"

"Yu Dong's family has a son. He's very good-looking. How old is he?" The policeman wasn't sure exactly how old he was. "He must be three or four, maybe four or five years old!"

He often patrols the streets in this area and has seen the child. He must be about this age!

Wen Jiuxiao was silent, son, has she already married and had children? His heart ached, no wonder she didn't want to recognize him. Wen Jiuxiao didn't know how to describe her feelings.

Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, the policeman was a little confused and asked with caution: "Sir Wen, if you are fine, have you gone to patrol the streets?"

Hearing Jiuxiao nodded slightly, the catcher ran very fast as if he had been granted amnesty.

Damn, I heard that your official authority is really strong, you deserve to be from the capital.

However, what did Mr. Wen want to do when he stopped Yu Dong's family just now? It concerns Yu Dong's family, and others are talking lightly, so we should go back and report to Mr. Yuan!

Little boy, hold on, my mother will come to save you!

Rush into the alley, Yuzhi------

Didn't he say that several children beat him up? Isn't this all good? That guy in Dadong is not good at it, how can he lie? She almost sprained her foot when she ran over.

"Mom!" The little boy turned around and shouted. He looked so happy, as if he had a backer, and his little chin was lifted up.

When he turned his head, Yu Zhi saw clearly that there were two black handprints on his face, "A fight? How many of them beat you?" Yu Zhi walked over and held the little boy's face to check to see if there were any injuries.

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The little boy shook his head, "No."

Yu Zhi raised his eyebrows, was it because there was no fight, or because several people didn't hit him?

"Dong Yu's family, we didn't beat him." A child said.

"Yes, I really didn't hit him."

"We are playing with him."

"What about his face?" Yu Zhi pointed to the black handprints on the little boy's face.

Several children were silent. After a while, one child whispered: "Zhouzhou's face is as white as the steamed buns sold in the steamed bun shop. We just want to touch it. Really, really just touch it."

, touched him lightly and didn’t hit him.”

Several other children also said the same thing.

Yu Zhi looked at Zai Zi, who blinked innocently, "They want to touch my face, but I don't want to let them touch it."

Is that true?

Yuzhi------

Let me go, where is the fight that was agreed upon? Where is the group of people who were agreed to beat him up? I have been doing this for a long time just to touch his face!

At this moment, no 800-word essay would be enough for Yu Zhi to complain about.

What can an old mother do? Yu Zhi led a group of children to a steamed bun shop to buy big white steamed buns and share one with each person.

Touching your face? That's impossible. Then just eat steamed buns, isn't it just as white?

Then he poured a bowl of chicken soup for the soul into the children in a gentle voice: From now on we are all good friends, good friends should be harmonious and friendly, they should not fight or curse, and the older children should protect the younger ones.

Did you hear that? The last sentence is the key point! Who makes the cub the smallest among them?

The old mother was really worried.

Yu Zhi was walking home with the little boy on his back. The little boy turned to look at the man who was said to be his father and whispered to his mother.

"Isn't my father dead?"

Yu Zhi sighed, "The lid of the coffin was not tightly closed, so the corpse was tricked and crawled up from underneath."

This guy is like a piece of candy. He follows her wherever she goes and he can't get rid of her. It's annoying!

She had already come to Ancheng, but she still met him. What kind of fate was this?

The little boy turned his head and glanced again, "Mom, he's pretty good-looking." He's better-looking than all of Da Kuan's fathers. "I just don't know if he eats much and does it cost money?"

No, Zaier, what do you mean?

"Fei! He's a waste of money." Yu Zhi said firmly, "Raising one of them can support ten of you! Son, please think carefully, our family doesn't have much money."

If you raise him, he won't be able to raise you. Can you do this multiple-choice question?

Fortunately, the little boy did not disappoint Yu Zhi, "Forget it, our family can't afford to support him, so we can let him go later."

Although it was in a low voice, Wen Jiuxiao heard the conversation between mother and son clearly. His face turned dark, what was all this for? When did he let her raise him? What nonsense did this woman teach his son?

Why are you so sure he is his son?

They look like him! According to Qingfeng, they were carved in the same mold as him, and you can tell they are father and son at a glance.

Of course, Yu Zhi did not deny it. The little boy was too precocious. How could she make up a father who would never appear for him in such a short time?

Wen Jiuxiao couldn't tell. He only knew that when he saw this child, his heart would soften. He wanted to get close to him and hold him. He didn't even doubt it. Isn't this the nature of father and son?

Son, he has a son! It’s Yu Zhi’s son!

The moment he saw the child, Wen Jiuxiao's hands hidden under his sleeves were trembling. He was still frightened and murmured several times for the first time, unable to say a word.

In just a short period of time today, he has experienced ups and downs from heaven to hell, and from hell to heaven, but he is willing to do so.

Qingfeng who followed was even more shocked. Not only did the third master find Miss Yu, he also found a young master!

The third master has a son! This------this is such a surprise!
Chapter completed!