He put away the money and lipstick, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Boss Su, do you still remember the piece of black iron you asked me about before?"
Previously, Su Yuanyuan thought that Blacksmith Zhao was working all day long, so she asked him about the Millennium Black Iron. Unexpectedly, he not only brought a scalpel this time, but also brought this good news.
Su Yuanyuan's eyes instantly lit up, full of anticipation.
"Any news about it?"
Blacksmith Zhao nodded, "A few days ago, I went to other mountains to look for materials for making knives. There was a lot of ore there, so I asked more, but I didn't expect that I actually asked the right person."
Su Yuanyuan asked him to sit down in the main hall and asked the female worker to pour a cup of hot tea.
Tiejiang Zhao sat down awkwardly and did not drink tea. Instead, he told Su Yuanyuan what he had learned.
"There was an old man who was over a hundred years old on the hilltop. He once worked on a hilltop outside the city of Qishan. It was daytime, and he saw a dazzling light coming from the sky. It flashed by, and he heard a bright light not far away.
There was a roar, and he followed his co-workers to check, and saw a large deep pit with a black iron stone lying in the middle."
When Su Yuanyuan heard his description, it sounded like the black iron Li Xun mentioned, but this was more like a meteorite falling.
Blacksmith Zhao took out a small note from his pocket and handed it to Su Yuanyuan, and explained to her, "This is the address of the old man I asked about. It will be convenient for you to find him."
Su Yuanyuan took the note and didn't know how to describe her current mood. She could only thank Blacksmith Zhao.
Tiejiang Zhao had been working with Su Yuanyuan for a long time and was familiar with her. Now that Su Yuanyuan thanked her so much, he scratched his head shyly and showed an honest smile, "Boss Su, you're welcome.
If you have good intentions and good intentions, God will look after you."
He brought such useful clues to Su Yuanyuan, and Su Yuanyuan subconsciously wanted to repay him with money.
But Blacksmith Zhao pushed away with a look of fear.
He was able to get the news about the old man by mistake. He also knew that Su Yuanyuan had been thinking about Xuan Tie. How could he have the nerve to ask for her money now?
When he brought the news, he casually found an excuse to say that his wife was urging him to eat, and then left Su Yuanyuan's shop.
Su Yuanyuan held the address tightly in her hands. Her legs could not help but tremble, and the hope in her heart burned again.
As long as Xuantie is found, a bracket similar to Jiang Wenzheng's leg bone can be built. When the time comes, surgery will be performed to install it for him. After half a year of rehabilitation training, he will be able to walk normally like ordinary people.
Since coming here, Su Yuanyuan has been thinking about helping Jiang Wenzheng's leg. It has been such a long time since she heard any news about Xuan Tie. The fire of hope in Su Yuanyuan's heart has been extinguished countless times.
But things are different now, Su Yuanyuan knows that she is very close to success.
Su Yuanyuan was thinking in her mind, but she didn't notice Jiang Wenzheng walking in the door at all. When the man put his hand on her shoulder, Su Yuanyuan shrank in fear.
Jiang Wenzheng's eyes were deep and deep as he looked at Su Yuanyuan quietly. Just now he saw her sitting alone on a stool in a daze, laughing from time to time.
"What are you thinking about?"
He leaned the crutch against the table, and the wooden crutch collided with the table, making a dull sound.
He used the wooden crutch with ease, and the handle had been polished out, making it smooth and smooth.
Su Yuanyuan bit her lower lip and looked at him with uncontrollable excitement in her eyes.
She handed the note to Jiang Wenzheng and looked at him expectantly, "I found the clue to Xuan Tie!"
She smiled so hard that her eyebrows were crooked, and her eyes were sparkling, as if they were filled with cold stars in the sky.
Jiang Wenzheng's expression froze, but he was not as happy as Su Yuanyuan imagined.
Just the corners of his mouth were slightly raised to reveal a faint smile, as if he was not happy about this.
Su Yuanyuan was a little confused, and gently placed her small hand on Jiang Wenzheng's big hand on the table.
He had just come back from outside. The cool breeze of the evening blew, and the back of his hand was cool. At this moment, he was held by Su Yuanyuan's small hand. The temperature was continuously transmitted from her palm to Jiang Wenzheng's hand, extending all the way upward, touching his strong beating.
heart.
"Wen Zheng? Aren't you happy that your leg can be cured?"
Su Yuanyuan lowered her head slightly to look at Jiang Wenzheng's slightly narrowed eyes. His eyes were as deep and quiet as a still pool, and Su Yuanyuan could not see his emotions for a while.
"happy."
Jiang Wenzheng's tone was calm, and the smile on his face was a little forced.
He always knew that Su Yuanyuan wanted to treat his legs, build him a wheelchair, and accompany him in bed every night to do rehabilitation training.
But Su Yuanyuan once said that she did not belong to this world. She worked hard for this family and wanted to heal his leg. Jiang Wenzheng was afraid that Su Yuanyuan would leave after doing all this.
When he learned that Su Yuanyuan had found clues to Xuan Tie, he was immediately panicked. He was really afraid that Su Yuanyuan would fulfill her wish and leave him after curing his leg.
His leg was broken, so Su Yuanyuan wanted to stay with him and take care of him, but what if his leg healed?
Will it still be like this?
So when he learned that his leg was going to be cured, he immediately resisted.
But Su Yuanyuan didn't know what he was thinking, and she only wanted to treat Jiang Wenzheng's leg.
The address on the note is three hills further away than Wangjiacun.
It may take a day to get there and back.
When Su Yuanyuan got home, she started preparing the things she needed to go there.
Jiang Zhiyi, who had just returned from school, saw Su Yuanyuan packing clothes in her room and ran over without knowing what was going on.
"Mom, where are you going?"
He has grown taller, and now he is almost at Su Yuanyuan's waist. He is tall among ordinary six or seven-year-old children. Moreover, Su Yuanyuan has fed him so fat these days that he cannot even see what he was before.
Skinny and skinny, he is no longer a little kid.
His fleshy little hands held Su Yuanyuan's waist, his chin rested on Su Yuanyuan's belly, and he raised his little face to look up at Su Yuanyuan.
Su Yuanyuan was folding clothes, but now she had to stop what she was doing, hold Jiang Zhiyi in her arms and sit on her lap, letting him sit on her lap.
"Mom is going away with dad for a few days, you..."
Su Yuanyuan originally thought that she would go with Jiang Wenzheng, leaving Qingyi to stay at home and watch Jiang Zhiyi.
But before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhiyi's little face suddenly wrinkled and interrupted Su Yuanyuan's words noisily.
"I don't want Brother Qingyi! I want to be with my mother!"
His big eyes were full of anger, and he crossed his arms angrily.
Qingyi, who was originally going to call for dinner, was furious when he heard what he said.
"You dislike me?"
He had to help him get up and wash himself in the morning, take him to school, and pick him up after school. He had to stand up for him when he was bullied. He had to help feed the fat rabbit because he was ugly and fierce.
