"Three hundred and sixty-seven minutes!" Rong Shu's hand holding the phone was almost trembling.
No wonder the phone is out of battery.
Because last night, she and Fu Jingting actually talked on the phone for more than 300 minutes. This... this is simply...
Rong Shu's lips moved and she didn't know what to say.
She always thought that answering the phone was a dream, but now it was confirmed that it was not a dream.
The most important thing is that she doesn't feel like answering the phone at all!
"Baby." At this time, Lu Qi's voice came from outside the door again, "Are you okay yet? Your breakfast is almost cold."
Rong Shu took a deep breath and calmed down for the time being, "I'll be fine soon."
"Hurry up." Lu Qi urged.
Rong Shu responded, "Okay."
After hearing her reply, Lu Qi left again.
Rong Shu took her cell phone and walked to the bathroom. As she walked, she dialed Fu Jingting's number.
However, when the call was made, it showed that the other party's phone was turned off.
Shut down...
It's also turned off.
Could it be that Fu Jingting's cell phone shut down automatically because it ran out of power after receiving calls for so long?
It was really a coincidence that Fu Jingting's phone was turned off, so she had to think about it in this regard.
Forget it, let's wait until Fu Jingting turns on his phone and then call him and ask him what they said last night.
She didn't have much memory of answering the phone last night, so she was afraid that she said something random.
Putting away her phone, Rong Shu patted her cheek, calmed down a little, and started to wash up.
Ten minutes later, she finished washing, changed her clothes, walked out of the room, and came to the restaurant.
Lu Qi put down the chopsticks in his hand and pointed to the chair opposite, "Sit down, honey, today's breakfast tastes very good."
Rong Shu lowered her head and glanced at the breakfast on the table. There were porridge, steamed buns, and dumplings, which were indeed good.
"The village chief's aunt used to open a breakfast shop, so her craftsmanship goes without saying." Rong Shu pulled up a chair and sat down.
Lu Qi handed her a pair of chopsticks, "So it's the chef, no wonder it tastes so good."
"You're not bad, you know how to buy breakfast at the village chief's house." Rong Shu took the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling.
Lu Qi chuckled twice, "Yeah, when I was buying fish yesterday, I asked where I could buy breakfast, and the village chief said his house would be fine, so I went there as soon as I got up today, okay, honey.
,Eat quickly, the porridge is almost cold."
"Yeah." Rong Shu nodded.
Lu Qi took a bite of the bun and said, "By the way, honey, when will we return to the city today?"
"After breakfast, clean up the place and leave." Rong Shu replied while sipping her porridge.
She can't stay here for long.
Grandpa's notes still need to be mailed, and the company also wants her to go back and manage them.
She also has to take care of Fu Jingting, so she can leave as early as possible.
After breakfast, the two locked the door, left here, and drove back to the main city of Haishi.
At 1:30 noon, the two of them had arrived at the main city.
Rong Shu sent the old man's notes, returned to the car and dialed the old man's phone number.
Maybe the old man didn't go to the grave during this period, but Rong Shu's call was easily answered, and the old man's kind and kind voice came, "Shu Shu."
"Grandpa, I have sent you your notes. It will arrive in four or five days." Rong Shu said while fastening her seat belt.
The old man laughed happily, "That's great, thank you, Shushu."
"Grandpa, you're so polite. What's there to thank you for?" Rong Shu also laughed.
"Baby, photos." Lu Qi, who was driving next to him, suddenly reminded him in a low voice.
Only then did Rong Shu remember the photos she saw last night. The smile on her face slowly faded. After biting her lip and hesitating for a few seconds, she finally mustered up the courage to speak, "Um...Grandpa, can I ask you something?"
"
"What's the matter?" the old man asked.
Rong Shu pinched her palms and said, "That's right. When I found my notes yesterday, I also saw a photo album. In the photo album was a record of a baby's growth from one to four or five months, so I can know who that baby is.
?"
On the other end of the phone, the old man sitting in front of the computer did not expect that the question Rong Shu asked would be this. The kindness on the old face suddenly disappeared, leaving only a look of shock and complexity.
What was shocking was that she actually saw the photo album.
And the complicated thing is, the child in the photo album...
"Grandpa?" Seeing that the old man didn't speak for a long time, Rong Shu tightened her grip on the phone, "Grandpa, why don't you answer? Isn't that baby's identity very unusual?"
"No." The muscles on the old man's face twitched twice, and he regained his kind expression. "That child is just a child of a relative. You don't need to care."
"Is he really a relative's child?" Rong Shu narrowed her eyes.
Although Aqi also asked Aunt Lu, Aunt Lu also said that the baby Aqi first saw at Rong's house when he was a child was the child of a relative and friend, and she believed it, but she still felt something in her heart that she couldn't explain.
a feeling of.
The most important thing is that she cares inexplicably about the baby, the baby's identity, and why the baby appears in Rong Shu.
She never believed that the baby was really just a relative's child.
If the child is a relative's child, why does grandpa treasure the photos of the relative's child so much?
This obviously doesn't make sense.
"Of course, who else could it be?" The old man's eyes flashed behind his reading glasses, and he replied with a smile.
Rong Shu bit her lip, "Grandpa, please tell me which relative's family the child is from. I want to get to know him. After all, I was born on the same day. It's fate, isn't it? Maybe we can still get along well."
As soon as he heard what she said, the old man knew that she didn't believe him very much, and couldn't help but sigh, "Shu Shu, it's not that grandpa didn't tell you, but that this child has passed away, so..."
"Dead?" Rong Shu widened her eyes in surprise.
Lu Qi turned to look at her, "Baby, what happened?"
Rong Shu ignored him, clenched the phone with both hands and asked, "Grandpa, that baby died?"
"Yes." The old man's face was full of sadness, but his voice was as natural as possible: "The child was not in good health. He died when he was four and a half months old."
"So that's it..." Rong Shu also sighed, "No wonder the photos in the album are only of the baby who was four or five months old, and not the ones after that. It turns out she has..."
"That child had a bad life. Maybe she shouldn't have been brought into the world in the first place. Otherwise, her mother wouldn't have been allowed to... Forget it, it's all over. What are you talking about?" The old man took off his reading glasses and wiped the corners of his eyes.
With a bright smile, she put her reading glasses back on and smiled kindly again, "Okay Shushu, grandpa won't tell you for now. Grandpa still has something to be busy with here. If you need anything, I'll contact you later."
"Okay." Rong Shu nodded.
The call hung up and she put the phone down.
Lu Qi asked again, "Baby, were you just saying that the child died?"
"Well, that's what grandpa said, and I can tell that grandpa's voice is a little choked, so it must be true." Rong Shu put the phone into her bag and replied with emotion.
He left this world just over four months ago.
I have to say, it is really a regrettable thing.
And just now grandpa mentioned the baby’s mother.
She guessed that grandpa probably wanted to say that the baby's death had greatly stimulated the baby's mother and that something bad had happened.