The little girl looked up at Wen Zheng, who was in a daze. She dropped the snowball in her hand, wiped her hands on her clothes, and quickly put her frostbitten hands into a pocket that didn't look very warm.
"Are you looking for someone or buying something?"
She rolled up the plastic bag in her hand and tucked it under her arm, and continued to ask, obviously being enthusiastic.
Lin Qingge looked at Wen Zheng who was lost in thought and couldn't help but be stunned.
On the way here, she heard Wen Zheng mention that after he skipped school and ran away from home without saying goodbye, her parents, who ran a canteen, gave her a younger sister, who was estimated to be about five or six years old now.
Looking at her head, the little girl in front of her is about the same grade. Looking at her appearance, her facial features and eyes, she does have some resemblance to Wen Zheng.
If this is really Wen Zheng's sister whom he has never met, then what happened to his family?
This child obviously comes from a poor family. He looks like the image of a left-behind child on TV. He doesn't even have new clothes for the Chinese New Year. It seems that the family is not in ordinary difficulties.
"You...what's your name?"
Wen Zheng suddenly spoke.
Lin Qingge suddenly became nervous for no reason.
"My name is Liu Ziyue."
The little girl was a little impatient at this time, "If nothing happens to you, I will go home. My mother is still waiting to boil some medicine for my father."
Wen Zheng's heart relaxed and he asked with a smile: "Where is your home? I'll take you back."
He saw the little girl looking towards the car, but there was some hesitation in her eyes, so he quickly added: "I am also from this village, but I haven't been back for a long time and I don't know the way."
The little girl was obviously half-informed.
She shook her head and said with a wary look on her face: "No, my home is not far from here. If you want to buy something, it's in the alley next to the house at the back. That's the only one." Then she trotted away.
go.
Seeing this, Wen Zheng could only shake his head helplessly.
Lin Qingge couldn't help but laugh: "It's my turn to say this, you look too much like a human trafficker."
"Go, go, stop talking sarcastically."
Wen Zheng said and started to turn around, "From what this little girl said, there should be that small store nearby. Let's go and have a look first and ask around."
A few minutes later, Wen Zheng drove to the place pointed by the little girl.
Sure enough, there was a small shop behind a newly built three-story building, but the old two-story building was completely blocked by the new building.
In an instant, countless memories came to Wen Zheng's mind.
This seems to be the "home" in his remaining memory!
But why was the land in front of the house occupied by someone to build a house? Not to mention that the front door of the house was tightly guarded, and the two families were too close to each other. This was a very unscrupulous practice in the village.
Did you build a new house for yourself?
He parked the car on the side of the road, looked at the unexpected new house in front of him, frowned and walked towards the small shop with poor business.
"anyone there?"
Wen Zheng was not sure that this was his home, so he shouted first while trying hard to recall the appearance of his "parents" in his mind.
I haven’t seen him for four or five years, so there shouldn’t be much change.
He thought so.
Lin Qingge walked over through the snow, and someone in the house happened to respond.
She looked at the small store in front of her and said casually: "It's obvious that your business can't continue. Look at the many shelves that are empty."
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a sinister face walked out of the back room.
After seeing Wen Zheng and the other two, the man asked casually: "What do you want to buy? All the things are here. Take a look for yourself."
Lin Qingge's eyes wandered between the middle-aged man and Wen Zheng.
No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like the two of you.
Wen Zheng frowned and asked tentatively: "The Wen family must have lived here, right?"
The middle-aged man looked directly at Wen Zheng for the first time. After looking at him for a few times, he said in a deep voice: "This is my home now. Wen Yang has moved away. Are you looking for someone or buying something?"
Wen Yang, the father in my memory is indeed that name.
When Wen Zheng realized that he did not recognize this person in his mind, he frowned deeply and asked, "Where did he move to?"
The man said impatiently: "How can I know where he will move if you want to buy something? If you don't buy something, don't waste your time here. If you have this time, it will be enough for me to mess around."
"Come and take care of Huazi."
Wen Zheng glanced at the container and said.
When the man threw the cigarette to him, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron came out. She must have been busy in the kitchen, and the man entered the house without looking back.
Wen Zheng took the opportunity to ask: "Do you know where the original residents here have gone?"
The middle-aged woman wiped her hands on her apron and saw Wen Zheng paying the money. Then she said: "Hey, we are also considered outsiders. I only heard that the son of this family failed to live up to expectations and owed a huge debt outside. The old couple had to pay for it."
The whole family went bankrupt to pay off the debt. As a result, the hemp rope was cut at the smallest point, and the man in his family fell ill again, so he couldn't buy a house."
Wen Zheng was struck by lightning.
The family always thought that he was in debt, and he knew about it, but he never expected that his father would become ill and have to sell the house.
This made him a little overwhelmed for a while.
The woman leaned her neck and asked, "Who are you?"
Lin Qingge saw that Wen Zheng looked embarrassed and had no intention of speaking, so she answered: "He is from this village. He hasn't been back for several years. It seems that the village has changed a lot. By the way, where has this family moved to now?"
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The middle-aged woman saw Lin Qingge's extraordinary bearing and did not dare to neglect him at the moment.
She pointed to the end of the alley and said: "Well, at the end, after passing the vegetable field, there are three mud houses. Alas... I am also poor for my family. What was a good home was ruined by his son. Now
We are almost dead, and our family still owes hundreds of thousands of foreign debts, and my family still has tens of thousands of dollars."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Zheng had already left.
Seeing this, Lin Qingge had no choice but to smile at the middle-aged woman, say thank you, and quickly follow her.
The middle-aged woman watched Wen and Zheng get into the van and then drove through the alley, and she suddenly fell into deep thought.
She thought Wen Zheng looked familiar, but when she saw the words "Specialized in repairing building leaks" on the van, she didn't dare to connect it with the Wen Zheng on the Spring Festival Gala stage.
Suddenly she was stunned. Didn't this young man look a lot like Wen Yang and his wife? Could he be the traitor known to the villagers?
Thinking of this, she quickly pulled the man off the card table and said hurriedly: "The son of the Wen couple is back. He should be the young man who bought cigarettes just now!"
The man said unhappily: "Come back as soon as you come back. There is still a rumor in the village that that boy is a big star. Who believes it? Even if he is, he owes a lot of debt..."
At this point, he couldn't help but froze on the spot.
After a moment, he stamped his feet and said, "Damn it! When his son comes back, we should go and collect the debt. Otherwise, who will we look for when Wen Yang dies?"
"That's right," the woman agreed, urging, "go and notify all the creditors of the Wen family, and take back as much as you can while his son is at home, lest Wen Yang dies and the boy refuses to admit his debt, we can't force him to do so.
Then mother and daughter. If we really don’t have money, you must seize his van first. In the new year, we will move the supermarket to the front house. It will be good for buying goods and other things."
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Wen Zheng drove the car without saying a word. In a few minutes, he reached the end of the alley, crossed the field path, and finally stopped beside the three mud houses.
He was a little afraid to get out of the car.
Lin Qingge smiled and said, "You're still stunned when you get home. You're not really short of money, so this is nothing."
Wen Zheng sighed and got out of the car slowly.
Originally, he had no sense of belonging to this family, but the old couple had to fall into such a miserable state in order to pay off his debts, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
The key is that he really doesn't lack this little money, so why didn't you tell him about the family's difficulties before?
This made him a little ashamed and embarrassed.
The people in the house must have heard the sound of the car stopping, and soon a woman dressed simply and with a haggard face came out.
The moment she saw Wen Zheng, she froze and hesitated. In her impression, her son was not so strong when he left home.
Wen Zheng looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.
Five years is enough time for a person to change a lot, but sometimes, maybe a month or even a few days is enough.
"Hello, aunt, I am Wen Zheng's friend."
Seeing the awkward situation, Lin Qingge smiled and stepped forward to talk.
When the woman heard Wen Zheng's name, her eyes suddenly became brighter. After taking a closer look at Wen Zheng, her eyes fell on Lin Qingge. For a moment, she felt helpless and panicked.
Wen Zheng smiled shyly, walked up and asked, "Where is this home?"
The woman greeted: "I'm temporarily renting someone else's house. So what? Go inside first and say, it's cold outside. Girl, please be more patient."
The smiles on the faces of the three people were extremely polite.
As soon as Wen Zheng entered the house, he did not see the so-called father. After questioning, his mother did not hide anything anymore and directly said that he was lying down and sleeping in the back room.
Just as Wen Zheng was about to ask what happened, a shout came from outside the door:
"Mom, I got the medicine back."
Lin Qingge followed the sound and suddenly looked at Wen Zheng with strange eyes.
Wen Zheng made eye contact with the little girl whom he asked for directions. His eyes gradually changed from curiosity to timidity. He couldn't help but look towards his mother.
"This is……"
Seeing the confusion on her son's face, the woman pulled the little girl over and said, "Call me brother."
Wen Zheng looked confused.
What the hell is going on?
His father's surname is naturally Wen, and his mother's surname is not Liu either.
At this moment, noisy shouting came from outside the house again.
"Oh! You are indeed back."
"He specializes in repairing leaks in buildings. I would say he is not the same person as Wen Zheng on TV. He is a big star, so he is just a casual worker."
"That's not necessarily true. I heard that Wen Zheng on TV owed a lot of debt. When I saw the news, he said he owed millions."
"No matter how many millions it is, you can believe it in the entertainment news. I heard that I actually owe hundreds of millions. In the end, the person was controlled. It's almost like selling one's body."
"Okay! Let's take care of what he does so much. Just get the money that belongs to us back. The father's debt must be paid by the son."
Soon, the middle-aged man with a sinister face who had seen Wen Zheng in the small shop appeared at the door, followed by several people.
He looked at everyone in the room and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, have a good New Year. Is this the eldest son coming back?"
Wen Zheng's mother's expression had already changed greatly.