After opening the iron box, there was a passbook and several photos inside. She had no intention of peeking into other people's privacy, but the first photo after picking up the passbook attracted all her eyes.
She was almost shocked that the child in the photo was actually Ding Ding, but when she picked it up and took a closer look, she realized that although it looked like him, it was not him.
What's more, the white photo paper around this photo has turned yellow and seems to be broken if it is used hard. The child above looks to be about seven or eight years old, dressed simply, and holding a worn-out toy dog in his arms.
"It's so similar." Wen Tong couldn't help but sigh. If it weren't for the age difference and if she hadn't only given birth to one son, she would really have thought that this was Ding Ding's brother.
Wen Tong put the photo back, re-covered the box, took the bankbook and returned to the hospital.
Fang Lan took the money that Wen Tong had withdrawn and first returned the medical expenses she had advanced to her. The remaining money was taken by Wen Tong and left for her to arrange other expenses.
"Xiaotong, aren't you going back to Bincheng?" Fang Lan couldn't help but asked in confusion when she saw Wen Tong still busy fetching hot water and washing towels.
Wen Tong dried the towel and wiped her face, and said with a smile: "Aunt Fang, you are here without any relatives and you have undergone major surgery. How could I leave you?"
After hearing this, Fang Lan was moved to tears. In today's society where people are indifferent, everyone is cleaning up the snow on their own. Who cares about the frost on other people's tiles? This girl who only had a relationship with her once was so willing to sacrifice her life.
Helping her, his heart felt as if it was being roasted by a stove and felt warm.
"Isn't it going to delay your work?" Fang Lan asked worriedly, fearing that it would cause her unnecessary trouble.
"My eldest brother is with me, and I also have a very smart assistant. The two of them will make all the arrangements for me. Aunt Fang, just rest assured and recover."
"Then I really don't know how to thank you."
"There is no need to thank others. Everyone needs help from others. If I were the one who got sick today, wouldn't Aunt Fang do the same thing?"
Fang Lan smiled and nodded, her eyes filled with admiration. It was a sudden sense of gratitude after seeing the harshness of the world.
"Xiao Tong, I also want to see Ding Ding's photo." Fang Lan begged Wen Tong to see the photo after the pain from the incision subsided a little.
Wen Tong was naturally very happy. She sat on the chair next to the bed and adjusted a few videos for Fang Lan to watch.
In one scene, the little guy was forced to stand in a corner. His small body stood upright, as if he was really thinking about his faults facing the wall. He probably didn't realize that his mother was secretly filming him. After standing there for ten minutes, he started to act dishonest and touched the wall for a while.
Pi, playing with his fingers for a while, finally boldly turned around, his big eyes suddenly widened, his face wrinkled, and he said calmly, "Mom."
Fang Lan couldn't help but laugh when she saw this. Her smile touched the edge of the knife. She quickly stopped laughing, but her eyes were full of love.
"Ding Ding is so cute." Fang Lan continued to watch the next video.
When she saw the little guy singing, she couldn't hide her surprise, "How old is this kid? How can he sing so well? Oh, he is such a genius. Look at this. He can also do magic. Look at these little hands.
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"He started learning magic from his uncle when he was three years old, and he used this method to deceive the hearts of many little girls." Wen Tong smiled, and when she mentioned her son, she looked excited.
"This brat, haha, but he doesn't look much like you. He looks more like his father."
"Um."
Fang Lan found that Wen Tong became a bit reticent when it came to Ding Ding's father. She was a smart person and immediately understood that the two couples were probably having trouble with Mao Dun. She didn't ask any more questions and hurriedly changed the subject.
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Wen Tong stayed here for three days, and Fang Lan was already able to eat liquid food and get out of bed and walk around.
That morning, Wen Tong received a call from Zhu Zhu, saying that there was an important contract to sign, and Lin Dong had taken the artist to another place and did not have time for the time being.
Wen Tong put down the phone, feeling a bit in a dilemma.
Fang Lan looked at her face and knew she was in a hurry, so she said, "Xiaotong, I can take care of myself now. You go back and work for others. You have to be more careful."
"Aunt Fang, it's okay, I'll think of a solution."
"What are you thinking of? There will be a bus to Bincheng in half an hour. You still have time to leave now."
"I..."
"If you don't leave, I will stop taking the medicine." Fang Lan simply sat down on the bed with a firm attitude.
Wen Tong knew her stubborn temper, and the contract with Beixing was indeed very important, so she had no choice but to leave first.
Before leaving, she asked the doctor again and bought everything she would need in the next few days.
In the past few days, she and Fang Lan have become friends. It is rare that there are many common topics with such a big age gap, and Fang Lan really likes Ding Ding. The biggest entertainment item every day is to watch Ding Ding's photos and videos over and over again.
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"Aunt Fang, I'll see you again in a few days. This is my phone number." Wen Tong put a business card in Fang Lan's hand, "Call me if you need anything. If I can't come,
You can ask others to come over."
Fang Lan said gratefully: "You have helped me so much. I don't know how to thank you. How can I trouble you again? Let's go quickly and be careful on the road."
After saying goodbye to Fang Lan, Wen Tong took a taxi to the station. She was in a hurry and didn't have time to buy the fruit cake. Although it was a bit regretful, she didn't regret it.
It was already afternoon when we returned to Bincheng, and Wen Tong went to the company to sort out the contracts for the evening with Zhu Zhu.
"Sister Wen, where have you been these days? Did you go on a date with Ye Bai?" Zhu Zhu blinked her eyes gossipily.
"You are the only one who has too many thoughts." Wen Tong glared at her, "Why don't you get to work quickly."
Zhu Zhu snickered, "Oh, work, work, work."
I made an appointment with my client to have dinner at a hotel in the evening, and we chatted while eating.
Wen Tong didn't know how to drink, but Zhu Zhu had a good drinker. She exchanged glasses with customers, and talked about everything in the world. In the end, she even wanted to sworn sworn friends with three chopsticks. Wen Tong looked on and couldn't laugh or cry.
They were drinking, and she had been drinking tea. While the two were in high spirits, she quickly got up and went to the bathroom.
When you come out of the bathroom, you have to pass by several private rooms on the way. Because they are in a tatami-like layout, the rooms are next to each other.
Wen Tong was walking when she suddenly heard a familiar voice, "My lord, it's hard to refuse Mr. Wang's hospitality. Just have a drink."
This sound is...
Wen Tong took two steps back. The door of the private room was slightly open, just enough to see a few people sitting on the tatami.
The man sitting in the middle was very familiar to her. He was Beichen Xiao.
And who was sitting in Beichen Xiao's arms, with an angry look on her face, if it wasn't Xia Shulei.
The person opposite them was a bald man. Because her back was to Wen Tong, she couldn't see it very clearly. He also had a beautiful woman in a kimono in his arms, who was kneeling next to him and pouring him wine.