Li Mingcheng's words reminded Mo Xiaodie, who was immersed in pain, and she wiped her tears: "Yes, I can't fall, other children still need me!"
Li Mingyang returned to the office and took out a piece of paper and handed it to her: "This is the address of the two children who were sold to Yan Village in Qingxi Mountain. Send someone to look for it. Maybe they can find it. Aunt Mei
All we can provide is this address, the rest still need to be found slowly.”
Mo Xiaodie took the paper and took a look at it. It read, "Wang Jianguo, Group 5, Yan Village."
"Thank you, brother, I'll go now." She wiped her tears and turned around decisively.
"I'll go with you." Li Mingcheng quickly chased after him.
Li Mingyang looked at their backs and sighed helplessly.
At around one o'clock in the afternoon, they drove to Yan Village near Qingxi Mountain.
Li Mingcheng took out the bread and milk he bought on the way: "Xiaodie, let's eat some first! This is too much."
Mo Xiaodie shook her head: "You can eat it, I can't eat it."
Li Mingcheng had no choice but to eat a few bites of bread, then got off the car and went to the roadside to inquire about the location of Wang Jianguo, the fifth group.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the gate of Wang Jianguo's three-story house. The gate was a red iron gate common in rural areas. Some vegetables were planted in the open space at the gate.
Standing at the door, Mo Xiaodie's nervous hands kept shaking. Seven years have passed, how are the children? Because they were ninets, they were born prematurely, and their weight and health were very poor. I don't know——,
She didn't dare to think about it.
Li Mingcheng noticed her strangeness, patted her shoulder and encouraged her: "Don't be nervous, I'm here!"
As he said that, he walked up and knocked on the door. A woman's voice came from the yard for a long time: "Who is this at noon?"
After the voice fell, the iron gate was opened.
A woman in her thirties wearing floral cotton silk pajamas looked at them with a puzzled face: "Who are you looking for?"
Li Mingcheng quickly apologized and said, "Is this Wang Jian's country?"
"Yeah, who are you? Why are you looking for him?" The woman was full of guard.
Li Mingcheng took out several boxes of milk and some fruits that he had prepared in advance from the trunk compartment: "Is Brother Wang at home? We came from Yucheng specifically to see Brother Wang."
"Yucheng? Since when did he have friends in Yucheng?" The woman looked them up and down and saw that they were well-dressed and did not look like ordinary people. She was a little disbelieving.
"Didn't Brother Wang work on the construction site of Yucheng Central Hospital last year? I was passing by there and was almost hit by a wrench that a worker accidentally dropped from upstairs. If Brother Wang hadn't been quick and quick, he pulled me to the side.
I might have died. No, I finally found the address of Brother Wang’s home today, and I came here to thank him.”
On the way here, Li Mingcheng had already asked his men to thoroughly check Wang Jianguo, and he probably had some understanding of his deeds.
The woman suddenly realized: "Oh, you are the person our family Jianguo saved! I heard him mention it."
The woman relaxed her vigilance and let them into the house, then woke up Wang Jianguo who was taking a nap.
Wang Jianguo came out of the back room and was stunned when he saw Li Mingcheng: "Are you...?" More than a year later, it was just a casual encounter at the time, and he was a little unsure whether the person in front of him was him.
The man I saved at the construction site.
Li Mingcheng went up to him with a face of surprise and held his hand: "Brother Wang, I have found you. If it weren't for you last year, I would have died a long time ago. I left in a hurry and didn't ask for your contact information. I asked for your contact information.
It’s so hard for you to find it!”
Faced with Li Mingcheng's enthusiasm, Wang Jianguo couldn't say anything and quickly asked his wife to pour tea and entertain them.
Mo Xiaodie took the opportunity to look around in the house and yard, but she only found a few clothes worn by three- and four-year-old girls hanging on the rope. She did not see any daily necessities needed by boys around seven years old.
She walked over and touched the dress on the rope and asked Wang Jianguo's wife: "This little dress is so cute. Is it your daughter's?"
"Yes, you are a naughty little naughty boy. It's summer and you have to wear several clothes every day!"
"Are you just such a daughter?"
Wang Jianguo's wife nodded: "In the past few years, I was not in good health and could not conceive a child. I went to all the hospitals in the country and finally got pregnant with this daughter."
Mo Xiaodie's heart began to sink. What about her sons? Aunt Mei said that her two sons were bought to Wang Jianguo and his wife. Why haven't they seen the children now?