Mrs. Tao trembled her lips and did not answer for a moment.
The room fell silent, and the atmosphere felt awkward for no reason.
Tao Lan quickly glanced at the people in the room and said naturally: "My mother fled from the Northeast and later came to Sichuan."
"Oh? That's really a fellow countryman. Where are you in the Northeast?" Hua Zhao also asked casually, not dissing Mrs. Tao's bad background at all.
In the room, apart from Zhou Lihua's frown, Ye Li was still looking at him eagerly as before.
Tao Lan was relieved.
"My mother said she was too young to remember," Tao Lan said.
Hua Zhao glanced at him and then at Old Mrs. Tao. Her expression was not something he could not remember. Old Mrs. Tao had become as nervous as a statue, as if she would not speak again.
Hua Zhao did not let her go. She thought the same as Wu Luo. If she wanted to know the old lady's life experience, she had to start with herself.
And she looks like she is not mentally strong, which is just right.
"Did Auntie escape with her family? Or alone?" Hua Zhao asked.
"A person." Tao Lan said.
"Auntie's accent hasn't changed over the years. Wasn't she young when she left her hometown? How old was she?" Hua Zhao asked.
She looked directly at Mrs. Tao with a smile, waiting for her answer.
Mrs. Tao rubbed her clothes.
"My mother said she was young at the time..."
Hua Zhao looked at Tao Lan with a different look in her eyes. Why did she ask her son to answer all the questions? Including such a simple question, is there something wrong with her brain?
She has a pair of eyes that can speak, and she goes out of her way to be understood. Tao Lan shut up and looked at her mother.
There is probably nothing wrong with Mrs. Tao's brain, and she understands it.
After a pause, he rubbed his clothes and said, "I was more than ten years old at the time."
"It's so big, where exactly does that family live? Who else is there?" Hua Zhao asked.
Everyone looked at her strangely, feeling that what Hua Zhao said today was a bit too much, and that she was too curious.
Not to mention the strangers she met for the first time, those who were related to the Ye family, she had never been so inquisitive when they first met.
No, she never asked anyone so closely.
"I'm just making a fuss about the news. There are so many information about missing children in newspapers every day. It makes me upset."
Hua Zhaodao: "I heard that my aunt fled alone, so I wondered if there was anything hidden. If she got lost with her family, I might be able to help find her family."
Everyone was relieved. When it came to the problems of being lost and abducting, Hua Zhao would show more love.
There was something in Mrs. Tao's eyes. She rubbed the corners of her clothes vigorously, looked up at Hua Zhao and said, "I remember that my home is in the mountains, called Zhangjiatun, and my father's name is Zhang Laogen. I have two brothers and one sister.
Please help me find out where this village is and whether my parents are still here."
After so many years, she really misses her parents and doesn’t know if they are still alive. She is really unfilial!
Moreover, it has been many years since that incident, and no one remembers it now, right?
And that little guy....
This time it was Hua Zhao who squeezed his fingers hard.
She didn't know who Zhang Laogen was, but she did know that Zhangjiatun in the mountains was the village where Zhang Guilan's natal family and Mrs. Zhang lived.
Tao Lan looked at her mother in surprise: "Mom? Do you remember?"
In the past, he asked his mother about the situation at her grandfather's house, but her mother said she didn't remember.
Mrs. Tao rubbed her clothes and said, "You were young at that time, so what's the use of telling you."
Tao Lan fell silent. Indeed, it was useless to tell him at that time, and he couldn't help find anyone.
