The car drove from the bustling streets towards an old urban area of Yanjing.
Although Yanjing is one of the most prosperous metropolises in Asia, the gap between the rich and the poor is also evident.
Here, there are super rich people worth tens of billions or hundreds of billions.
There are also migrant workers who live in basements and eat instant noodles.
Yanjing is a place that countless people yearn for.
It is also a place where countless people struggle.
And now, Jiang Ning's taxi is heading towards the famous poverty-stricken area of Yanjing.
Along the way, Lin Qingzhu talked about herself as a "nanny".
I heard from Lin Qingzhu that the nanny named "Aunt Zhao" is a native of Yanjing.
But the family situation is not very good.
Aunt Zhao has been a servant in the Lin family for forty years.
He can be regarded as Lin's most sincere servant.
Especially when Lin Qingzhu was born and Chen Lan fell ill, it was Aunt Zhao who raised Lin Qingzhu.
Aunt Zhao has always been like a "mother", taking care of Lin Qingzhu.
Back then, Lin Qingzhu's family was kicked out of Lin's fifth house. Aunt Zhao knelt on the ground and begged her grandma to spare them. However, in the end, Lin Qingzhu's family was still kicked out of Yanjing.
Three years have passed since that incident, and Lin Qingzhu has never seen Aunt Zhao again.
I don’t know how Aunt Zhao is doing now.
Lin Qingzhu spoke with emotion in her voice.
Jiang Ning held her hand and said, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Lin Qingzhu nodded.
Soon, the taxi took them to an old residential building.
This residential building belongs to the old city. In addition to the local elderly people in Yanjing, there are also many migrant workers living around it.
After getting out of the car and paying the driver the fare, Lin Qingzhu pointed to the building in front of her and said, "This building is Aunt Zhao's home."
Jiang Ning took a look.
"Let's go!"
Lin Qingzhu led the way, and the group started to look for Aunt Zhao.
The residential building in front of me does not have an elevator.
Can only walk.
Lin Qingzhu didn't mind the old stairs, with a lot of rubbish thrown away, and the smell coming from them.
502.
This was Aunt Zhao's home.
After arriving at the door, Lin Qingzhu looked at Aunt Zhao's house, with a look of expectation in her beautiful eyes.
Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.
The sound of "dong dong dong" came inside.
Creak!
The door opens.
A rough man's voice came from inside.
"Who?"
The door opened, and a shirtless thirty-year-old man with a cigarette in his mouth opened the door.
When she saw a strange man walking out, Lin Qingzhu couldn't help but be startled.
Why not Aunt Zhao?
Glancing at the rude man in front of her again, Lin Qingzhu said politely: "Hello!"
The man looked lazily and glanced at Lin Qingzhu disdainfully: "Who are you?"
"My surname is Lin, and my name is Lin Qingzhu."
"I want to find Aunt Zhao. Is she here?"
The man didn't know if he heard Lin Qingzhu's name, so he said coldly: "The old man is not here!"
After coldly saying a word, the man closed the door rudely with a bang.
Seeing the door close like this, Lin Qingzhu's heart skipped a beat.
When Wu Luan next to him saw how arrogant and rude the man was, he couldn't help but said: "Miss Lin, as long as you say a word, I, Old Wu, will blow open the door of this room right now."
Lin Qingzhu knew that Lao Wu was extremely powerful.
But she was kind by nature and didn't want to cause trouble, so she shook her head.
Seeing Lin Qingzhu shaking her head, Jiang Ning asked: "What should we do now?"
Lin Qingzhu looked up at the room and said, "Should we wait for a while?"
"Yeah, that's okay."
So, the four of them stood in the corridor and waited.
During this period, Lin Qingzhu called Chen Lan in Ningcheng.
She wanted to find Aunt Zhao's mobile phone number and ask about the situation.
But Chen Lan said that Aunt Zhao's mobile phone had been shut down a year ago.
Just when Lin Qingzhu didn't know what to do, a sound of "crash, clatter" suddenly came from the corridor.
When I looked down, I saw an old homeless lady with a stooped figure and shabby clothes, dragging a lot of discarded cardboard boxes and two large plastic bags full of "mineral water bottles" up from downstairs with difficulty.
Apparently, the old lady must be a garbage collector.
She has silver hair and a stooped figure.
The hunched body was trying its best to pull the garbage.
Looking like this makes people sad.
Lin Qingzhu turned her head inadvertently and shouted "Ah".
Because she recognized the back of the old lady picking up trash.
Although all her hair has turned white.
Although her back was already bent.
But Lin Qingzhu recognized it at a glance.
"Zhao...Aunt Zhao?"
The rickety figure who was dragging garbage towards the corridor suddenly shook violently when she heard the familiar word "Aunt Zhao".
Then he tremblingly turned his old face full of vicissitudes of life.
Her old face was full of wrinkles, and her left eye was completely blind.
As if someone had stabbed him with a knife, there were deep scars at the corners of his eyes.
The moment she saw Lin Qingzhu with her other eye, she was stunned.
"Miss...is it really you?"
"My old lady, aren't you dreaming?"
Aunt Zhao, who was blind in one eye, stared at Lin Qingzhu in front of her with her remaining eye wide open.
When Lin Qingzhu saw clearly that it was her former nanny in front of her, she rushed over and held Aunt Zhao's rough old hand.
"Aunt Zhao, it's me!"
"I'm back, I'm back to see you!"
Lin Qingzhu choked up as she spoke.
After Aunt Zhao looked at Lin Qingzhu carefully for a few seconds, she finally recognized it. It turned out that the person in front of her was really Lin Qingzhu, the former daughter of the Lin family: Lin Qingzhu.
"It's really you!"
"Oh my God!"
"The old woman pays homage to the eldest lady!"
Aunt Zhao said excitedly while kneeling down to Lin Qingzhu.
"Aunt Zhao, get up quickly!"
Lin Qingzhu quickly helped the old man up.
Aunt Zhao slowly stood up while wiping the tears on her face: "Miss, you are finally back! My old woman thought she would never see you again in this life!"
As she talked, Aunt Zhao started to cry.
Lin Qingzhu also had red eyes.
Jiang Ning and Wu Luan, who were standing next to them, couldn't help but sigh in their hearts when they saw this scene.
She held Aunt Zhao's rough old hand tightly: "Aunt Zhao, I haven't seen you in the past three years, why have you become like this?"
"Also, what happened to your eyes?"
Lin Qingzhu clearly remembered that Aunt Zhao was never as old as she is now three years ago!
At the same time, her eyes had always been fine, so how could she suddenly go blind?
Aunt Zhao said: "Miss, you don't know something. Ever since you were kicked out of Yanjing, things have changed in the Lin family!"
Of course Lin Qingzhu knew about the changes in the Lin family.
It’s just that she couldn’t figure out how, even if there were changes in the Lin family’s fifth house, it would affect Aunt Zhao, who had lived in the Lin family and served her loyally for so many years.