When the four of them returned to the Bai family's house, the other team had not come back yet, and the four of them were not in a hurry. Bai Yi was so happy that he took Fu Yu to his trading company and antique shop to show off. He couldn't wait to show everyone
Announced that Fu Yu was the boss's wife, letting everyone know that Bai Yi was finally with his beloved.
Seeing Bai Yi being so excited, Tang Sancheng and Qixie were very calm. The two of them had even reached a consensus to keep an eye on Fu Yu. They remained calm and lived under the same roof with Fu Yu. They didn't find anything wrong at first.
Finally, one night, Tang Sancheng heard some movement in the yard. He stood by the window, opened the curtains, and saw Fu Yu standing alone in the yard under the moonlight, although he could not see her face clearly.
But Tang Sancheng had a feeling that Fu Yu at this moment was not Fu Yu.
Fu Yu was looking up at the moon in the sky. Under the moonlight, her chin looked particularly smooth and sad. This word suddenly appeared in Tang Sancheng's mind. At this moment, Fu Yu seemed to be immersed in sadness.
For this reason, Tang Sancheng also felt that the current Fu Yu was not Fu Yu. The current Fu Yu was happy. How could he be so sad?
Fu Yu suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Tang Sancheng. Tang Sancheng was hiding next to the curtain on one side of his body, his heart beating like a thump...
I don't know how much time passed, but Tang Sancheng looked carefully towards the yard. Fu Yu's figure had disappeared. While Tang Sancheng breathed a sigh of relief, he felt anxious in his heart. What was she doing just now? Could it be that she couldn't sleep and got up for a walk in the middle of the night?
?Tang Sancheng touched his chest and returned to the bed. He suddenly missed the others and wondered how their progress was...
Xiao Ning and the others finally came back. Ten days later, their faces were completely exhausted. Xiao Shan's condition was slightly better. Xiao Ning was completely shocked when he saw Fu Yu appear. After that, he hugged Fu Yu and refused to let go. He kept silent.
, she is also the elder sister who speaks. Fu Yu was originally a quiet girl, not as lively as Xiao Ning. In addition, she has lived alone in the cliff coffin for many years and has become more taciturn. Under the leadership of Xiao Ning, she also talks more.
Bai Yi was very happy to see Fu Yu adapting to the life outside little by little. After Xiao Ning and Lei Zi packed their things, they sat in the yard together. Now is the time of spring, when everything is recovering, Bai Yi has already
Welcomed his new life, now it's Tang San's turn to succeed.
Xiao Ning and the three of them suffered a lot there. After all, decades had passed and they were not sure where Tang Sancheng's mother was from. They could only explore bit by bit and inquire by region.
"Since you are back, you must have gained something?" After Bai Yi asked, he saw Tang Sancheng's eyes staring at Xiao Ning.
"That's right." Xiao Ning said: "But there are too few people in the know, and we don't have much confidence. We visited many places in the local area, and finally heard about something in a small town. It's true.
Coincidentally, the old man had an unforgettable incident when he was young. He has always remembered it. He heard that we were inquiring about a woman's birth and came to us."
The old man's beard and hair were completely white. When asked about his age, it turned out that he was already eighty-six years old, but he was still very articulate. Speaking of which, this old man had some background. He was originally an officer of the Kuomintang, but later turned to the dark side at a critical moment.
He also worked as an official for a while and eventually returned to his hometown to retire. However, what he is going to say has nothing to do with his subsequent experiences. He was only sixteen years old that year. Because his family was relatively well off and his parents focused on education, they sent him to
Go to the city to study.
"What's this old man's name?" Tang Sancheng suddenly asked.
"Ren Zhiyuan." Xiao Ning said, "You can tell from his name how his family is doing, right?"
If it were placed in 1911, this name indeed came from a wealthy family. Ren Zhiyuan was sixteen years old. He was studying in the county town. He abided by etiquette and was completely uninfluenced by the outside world. He was bent on pursuing an official career until a man came to the school.
She was a female teacher, only twenty-one years old. I heard she was invited from Beijing. Regardless of her culture, her elegant temperament caused a storm among her male classmates.
In that era, there were few female students and few female teachers. In that special era when "a woman's lack of talent was a virtue", they all lived in the boudoir and followed the stereotypes and dogmas set by the world.
The arrival even set off a storm of discussion in the entire county.
Ren Zhiyuan was not affected at first. He had a clear plan for his future. Until that day, it suddenly started to drizzle. Ren Zhiyuan, without an umbrella, stood in the corridor in front of the classroom, looking at the scene downstairs.
The teacher suddenly appeared in the rain. She was wearing a lake blue cheongsam, her hair was tied into two pigtails. She was not holding an umbrella. She was standing on the path, suddenly raised her head, looked at the direction of the rain falling, and stretched out her arms.
She held out a hand and let the raindrops fall on her palm. Ren Zhiyuan watched this scene intently. Perhaps she felt that someone was watching her. She turned her head and saw Ren Zhiyuan leaning on the railing and smiled...
It was that smile that made Ren Zhiyuan concerned. A seed was planted in the heart of the sixteen-year-old boy. It was the seed of love that sprouted quietly. He was still ignorant about feelings, but that smile made him look forward to class time and became more involved.
, the feelings that sprouted for the first time are always extremely precious. Even on their deathbed, they still feel timeless. Xiao Ning was very touched by the way he recalled it. His cherished and careful recall made people feel this memory.
How much weight it holds in his heart.
"What's the name of that teacher?" Tang Sancheng's heart tightened. What an honor it would be if such a beautiful person was his mother.
"Qizhen." Xiao Ning said, "This is very important. How could I forget that her surname is Xie and her name is Xie Qizhen."
Qizhen, Tang Sancheng silently recited this name in his heart. The name is also very beautiful. Is it her? Could it be her? The place is right, but what about the experience? How was the experience?
"What happened later? How do you think this teacher can be related to Tang Sancheng?" Bai Yi asked on Tang Sancheng's behalf.
Ren Zhiyuan had a crush on his teacher, which was something that could never be said out loud at that time. He knew this very well, so he just paid attention to Xie Qizhen silently, so he saw with his own eyes that Teacher Qizhen often went to a teahouse.
He even followed him several times, but what made him disappointed was that Teacher Qizhen was not alone, but with a man. This made the young Ren Zhiyuan sad for a while, but after all, he was young, so he comforted himself in his heart, maybe
That man is Teacher Qizhen’s brother or an ordinary friend...
When he saw the man holding an umbrella for Teacher Qizhen and carefully holding her hand, Ren Zhiyuan's weak heart finally burst. Even at a young age, he knew that Teacher Qizhen was different from that man.
When I look at Teacher Qizhen, there is something more in her eyes.
Perhaps Teacher Qizhen noticed something strange about Ren Zhiyuan, and actually let Ren Zhiyuan stay that day, not in the classroom, nor in the teacher's office, but took Ren Zhiyuan to a secluded place, that place,
Rhododendrons are in full bloom.
"It's a pity that if it rained today, it would definitely be better." Xie Qizhen's voice was very soft: "Zhiyuan, you have been distracted in class recently. What's wrong? Your father came yesterday."
Ren Zhiyuan was startled: "My father?"
"He is very worried about you." Xie Qizhen hesitated for a moment: "Your father has a lot of worries."