Dinner consisted of four dishes, one soup, and a bottle of rice wine. It was not a rich meal, but it was delicious, tasty, and delicious.
While Ye Fan was picking up food for Shen Biqin, he asked casually: "I think that kitchen knife seems to be something from the team."
It was well kept and had a bloodletting slot. Ye Fan could tell at a glance that it came from the military, but he didn't know whether it was Ye Wujiu's own or a collection.
"Really? It's probably your father's butcher's knife. Your father served as a soldier for three years."
Shen Biqin enjoyed the dinner time with her son very much, so she didn’t feel too sad when talking about the missing Ye Wujiu:
"But there's no future."
"From what he said, it sounds like he is raising pigs in the army, which is not even as good as the cooking class."
"Originally, he could still work for a few more years, but I heard that chasing pigs across the border, so I demobilized him in advance."
"After he was demobilized, he went on a blind date with me. Within a month, we got married. Your father was unable to have children, so he took you back."
"Then I just made do with it for more than 20 years."
Shen Biqin picked off the bone spurs from a piece of fish and put it into Ye Fan's bowl as usual, and she put the fish head back in and ate it slowly.
Ye Fan wanted to take the fish meat back to her, but Shen Biqin gave up with a glare.
Ye Fan had no choice but to pick up the fish and eat it: "You can take a fancy to pig farmers. It seems that you really love dad."
Shen Biqin smiled softly: "Your father and I have nothing to do with each other until death. We are just one of countless ordinary family couples."
"I fell in love with your father because I thought he was honest. He told me the whole situation as soon as we met, and he also handed over all his salary cards and other things to me."
"He also said he would be good to me forever."
"I thought he was reliable and safe, so I agreed to be together."
"In fact, in the past 20 years, except for the fact that he came back with injuries from time to time and made me worry about his safety, he has never let me down once."
Her eyes flashed: "If I could choose again, I would still choose your father."
Then, her face felt sad again. It had been a year, but there was still no news from the reliable man, and his life or death was uncertain.
Seeing his mother's depression, Ye Fan knew that she was thinking of Ye Wujiu again, so he asked:
"Does Dad often come back injured?"
After being together for eighteen years, Ye Fan knew nothing about this. He inquired deeply to see if there were any clues to find his father.
"Eight times out of ten times a year, it is inevitable that the escort truck will be robbed and stabbed, or that the escort truck will be robbed and stabbed, or that it will be injured by a bullet when encountering pirates while running a ship."
Shen Biqin nodded: "The most serious one was that my heart was almost stabbed. We were afraid that you would worry, so we kept it secret from you."
Ye Fan was slightly startled. He didn't expect that Ye Wujiu was injured so much and so seriously. Should he just be said to be unlucky or destined to be lucky?
But no matter what, a person who narrowly escapes death every time is by no means as simple as a pig farmer.
After eating, taking a shower, and waiting for Shen Biqin to go into the room and go to sleep, Ye Fan leaned on the sofa, flipping through photos of his adoptive father and sending messages to Song Hongyan.
He hoped that Song Hongyan would help find Ye Wujiu.
The next morning, Ye Fan left Baishizhou after breakfast and came to Jinzhilin for outpatient treatment.
But just as he made a cup of tea and took a few sips, a Ferrari roared over and stopped in front of the medical center.
The car door opened, and Song Hongyan, dressed in black, got out.
The woman tied up her long hair, wore a knee-length skirt, a loose bat shirt, and a pair of sunglasses. She looked capable and fashionable.
"I can't find anything valuable in your father's information."
There were no patients in the hospital yet, so Song Hongyan didn't have much to cover up. She sat down in front of Ye Fan generously, threw out a stack of information and said:
"I used a lot of methods, and what I found was no different from what I saw on the surface."
"I was picked up as a son by the Ye family at the age of three. He went to college at the age of eighteen. He joined the army as a soldier at the age of twenty-three. He even raised pigs as your mother said."
"Then he chased sows across the border and was discharged early. Then he went on a blind date and got married to your mother, and then he adopted you as his adopted son on the street."
"I also tracked down the company where your father worked, and it does have records of him following cars and boats, and the hospital also has records of his injuries."
"In short, there are traces of everything, but there is no way to get into it."
After Song Hongyan finished speaking, she picked up Ye Fan's tea and took a sip, not shying away from the fact that Ye Fan had just drank it.
Ye Fan glanced at the teacup and saw Song Hongyan kissing him indirectly, and felt a little strange in his heart.
Then, he flipped through the information, with a hint of disappointment on his face: "It seems there are no clues..."
"It's hard to tell whether your father will live or die, but there are two possibilities for your father."
Song Hongyan took two more sips of tea: "The first is ordinary, as shown in the information, the above things are his life trajectory."
"There is another possibility, that is, your father is very awesome, and what he exposes to us is just what he wants us to see."
"You are so awesome, I think my father-in-law must also be a cool person."
She flirted and winked at Ye Fan. It seemed like a joke, but in reality it was to give Ye Fan some relief and make him believe that nothing happened to Ye Wujiu.
Ye Fan's cheeks were slightly red and he pretended to be deaf and dumb: "I hope so."
"There's another clue that's not a clue."
Song Hongyan's legs are crossed, outlining a sultry arc:
"That means a certain big shot is a college classmate of your father. They are also comrades in the same military region and served at the same time."
"He and your father's paths overlapped for eight years."
When she talked about a certain big shot, her eyes became more respectful.
Ye Fan smiled disapprovingly and said: "What kind of clue is this? Du Tianhu and I are also schoolmates, but he doesn't even recognize me."
"By the way, who is that big shot?"
Ye Fan was still curious after all.
Song Hongyan curled her lips: "I won't tell you that it has nothing to do with your father. In short, he is one of the few big shots."
"I'll go back and check again to see if I can find any valuable clues."
Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan and said with a smile: "It's just that I work so hard, what's the reward?"
Ye Fan looked helpless: "What reward do you want?"
Song Hongyan didn't say anything, she just stretched out her white fingertips and touched her seductive red lips.
At the same time, he raised his toes slightly and slid them up Ye Fan's calf.
Very obviously provocative.
Ye Fan pretended to be crazy: "What's wrong with your lips? Is it sick?"
"You have the disease."
Song Hongyan reached out and tapped Ye Fan on the forehead: "Kiss him quickly."
Ye Fan smiled awkwardly: "Sister Yan, I am a family man."
Song Hongyan smiled charmingly: "You mean, after you get divorced, you can be with me?"
Ye Fan coughed: "You have always been like a sister in my heart."
Song Hongyan rolled her eyes at Ye Fan: "Are you touching your sister's thigh?"
The touch and slip during the car accident still leaves the woman in a state of confusion.
Ye Fan almost fell down.
"Boring."
"Just wait, I will take you down sooner or later."
Song Hongyan stretched out her hand, grabbed the tea cup and drank it in one gulp, then threw it on the table and walked towards the door:
"I'm leaving now. I'll let you know when I have news."
Acting vigorously and resolutely as always.
Ye Fan was worried that the woman would be angry, so he quickly got up and took her to the car.
"Click!"
Just as Song Hongyan was about to get into the car, her high heels stepped on a pebble, the sole of her foot slipped, and her head hit the car window.
"careful!"
Ye Fan had quick eyes and quick hands, and he hugged the woman into his arms.
He whispered: "Are you okay?"
Song Hongyan raised her beautiful eyes: "It's okay."
She suddenly discovered that Ye Fan's arms were also very comfortable and safe.
At the same time, a red BMW driving from behind quietly slowed down.
In the driver's seat, a woman looked at Ye Fan blankly.
Angry, self-deprecating, sad.
When Ye Fan slowly let go of Song Hongyan, Song Hongyan glanced at this unexpected car from the corner of her eye.
Although they were more than twenty meters apart and there were vehicles blocking the way, Song Hongyan could still recognize who the other party was at a glance.
Tang Ruoxue.
"Snapped--"
A flash of light flashed across Song Hongyan's eyes, and she suddenly hugged Ye Fan's neck and kissed her fiercely, then got into the Ferrari and kicked the accelerator to leave...
Song Hongyan never thought that she was a good woman, so she didn't mind breaking up the relationship between Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue.
What's more, Tang Ruoxue couldn't give Ye Fan happiness at all.
"This woman..."
Ye Fan wiped off the lipstick on his face, and when he turned around when he felt something strange, he happened to see Tang Ruoxue turning around and leaving...
