Since the 1970s, Anhua Building has been a symbol of identity in the capital. In fact, this is the Tongzi Building. Different houses live on both sides of the wide corridor.

Most of these buildings are two bedrooms and one living room, with centralized heating, liquefied petroleum gas, and a separate bathroom for washing.

Those who can live in such a building will not have low wages, because in those days they were all public housing, most people in Beijing lived in large yards, with rents of one or two yuan a month.

And the rent for this kind of Anhua building costs more than ten yuan, so you can't afford to live in even if you give it to you by people with low wages.

However, by the 1990s, such buildings had gradually begun to decline, and people with identities began to move away slowly, while rich people went to buy more spacious houses.

Knocking on the door, a middle-aged woman poked her head out and looked at them alertly: "Who are you looking for?"

The woman looks average, in her forties, has fine wrinkles on her face, and her hair is casually scattered on her shoulders, but she has a bookish atmosphere, which makes her temperament very virtuous.

"Let's look for Batu." Ulan said and looked inside through the crack of the open door.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and she naturally knew who Batu was, and then slowly opened the door and let them in. Her original intention was not to let them in, but she was afraid that Ulan would shout out excitedly and let the neighbors watch the fun.

Batu, who was having a meal, looked at Ulan and was a little panicked for a moment and knocked over the bowl.

A girl next to him pulled him into his arms and comforted him: "Don't be safe, you have a sister."

The girl had the NPC school badge on her chest and a few harsh eyebrows: "Who are you? Why are you here at my house? If I don't say it, I'll call the police."

Batu buried his face in the girl's arms and dared not look up.

An Hui sighed: "Let's go out and talk, let the child finish the meal."

The four of them walked out of the house and came to a small garden in the yard, where there were several stone tables and stone benches.

An Hui glanced at Ulan and couldn't help but praise: "You are so beautiful, no wonder you can give birth to such a beautiful son."

Ulan's eyes were red and his lips were trembling, but she didn't know what to say?

"Don't you return the child to her knowing he is Batu's mother? Why are you doing hypocritical?" Yang Geyong said angrily.

An Hui glanced at Yang Geyong with a cold expression: "First of all, when the child was sent, I thought that I didn't know his identity. It was the adoption procedures that Wang Dongjian said he was an orphan, and he went through with me."

"And I have been better to him than my daughter in the past three years. He is very close to me. Can you say I did something wrong?"

Anhui's conversation was very calm, well-organized, without any fireworks.

At this time, her eyes turned to Ulan again: "I can understand the mood of a mother because I am also a mother. But I don't seem to be very good at your situation. Although you are wearing a brand-name bag, it doesn't match your temperament at all. Can you be sure to give a safe and stable life?"

"Yes, your conditions are nothing to be true. My sister can not only give her children better than you in the capital, but also send him abroad to study at any time." Ye Yuze saw Anhui's superiority in her bones and stood up for Ulan.

But Ulan lowered her head and didn't say anything, not knowing what she was thinking. After a long time, she asked, "Can you promise to treat Batu well in the future?"

An Hui looked at her with a firm expression: "His name is An, and he is the only son of Wang Dong and I. Wang Dong saw that although this person was a beast, he was really good to his son."

Ulan took out a card from her pocket: "This is all my savings in the past few years. You can buy something for Batu."

An Hui shook her head: "I know your life is not easy, I don't lack money, so you should keep it yourself."

"It's all women. I promise you that I will tell you everything about you. In fact, he remembers you too. When he is eighteen years old, let him choose everything himself. When he is still young, let's make an agreement not to let him bear things that he shouldn't bear at this age?"

An Hui's words were very earnest, and even Ye Yuze could tell that An Hui really liked this son.

"We must take it away, there is no room for negotiation. Our northern Xinjiang children dolls dolls don't need to grow up like this cage." Yang Geyong couldn't help but make a statement again.

An Hui looked at him: "Wang Dong saw that it was his father, I was his adoptive mother, who are you?"

"Okay, stop talking, the child stays here, let's go back!" Ulan seemed to have figured out something and stood up and said.

At this time, Anhui took out a bank card from her pocket: "This is my sister's wish, it's my own money. You can take the subsidy for your life."

Wulan shook her head: "I don't sell my children. As long as the children can be well in the future, I can give up anything."

The three of them were a little confused when they walked to the street. Ye Yuze was about to stop the car and live in Beihai, but was stopped by Ulan: "Let's go back, go back and drive, life must continue."

On the way back, Ulan didn't say anything. I don't know what she was thinking. But Ye Yuze could see that the sorrow that had been condensed between her eyebrows had dissipated. I'm afraid she was rethinking her life.

"Sister Ulan, go to Junken City and pick a job you like there and I'll make it for you."

Wulan shook her head: "Actually, I don't drive just for money. I like this profession. I see different scenery and feel different temperatures every day, and feel a lot more comfortable."

Ye Yuze did not persuade him again, but Yang Geyong said hatefully: "Wang Dong will not let him go when he sees me!"

Wang Dong, who was in the gentle village, suddenly sneezes, muttered, hugged the pretty beauty beside him and fell asleep again.

Wang Dongjian can be said to have achieved success and fame. He can't spend all his money in his lifetime. He is a famous entrepreneur and he will donate some money to public welfare from time to time.

So he is not only a celebrity in Yining, but also a celebrity in northern Xinjiang, and often appears on the screens of various activities.

His steel mill has developed into one of the large enterprises in northern Xinjiang and has opened some branches. So he can now fully share the money.

He doesn't necessarily go back once a year in the capital. His wife looks down on him, but he can't live without his money.

He doesn't care about this. His daughter and son are all taken care of by his wife. She is definitely much better than him.

My daughter is already a college student. He really doesn’t care whether her son will have a future prospect. Someone will inherit such a large company?
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