Sweet Wife Shows Love in the 80s

Chapter 184 Uncle Ann Appears Suddenly

"Okay, you can go, but don't forget to eat." An Qianqian said weakly.

"I know, don't sleep too long, remember to get up and move around."

The young couple care about each other.

"Well, I know."

After three days of busy work, Mao Jianwen got almost everything he asked for, and had someone send it to Kyoto.

And he stayed to play with his wife.

After the first three days, An Qianqian was full of energy.

Today, the two plan to go to the Chenghuang Temple.

If this is a well-protected scenic spot in Lu Province.

Authentic Lu flavor.

Seeing the scene of people coming and going, An Qianqian was full of energy and immediately joined the crowd.

If Mao Jianwen hadn't held her hands tightly, he might not see her now.

Just when the two of them were having fun shopping, an old man came forward.

He said with an expression of disbelief, "Hello, little girl." His voice trembled a little.

An Qianqian was eating a box of cookies when she was patted twice, and she stopped.

"Is there something wrong, uncle?" She looked at the old man like that, and was a little worried that he would touch porcelain.

"Little girl, are you free?" The old man quickly calmed down and his expression changed.

"The old man would like to invite you to have a cup of tea?" The more he looked at this girl, the more she resembled her, which shocked him.

If she wasn't alive, he thought...
Back then, there were too many reconciliations, and the An family was in turmoil at that time. In order to prevent the younger brother from being involved, they would not cut off their contact with him.

After they settled down, it's not that they haven't looked for it, but the person has long since disappeared.

For so many years, he thought that he would never see him again, but now, he saw that this little girl was really too similar, too much like my younger brother.

An Qianqian was a little confused and looked at Mao Jianwen. Mao Jianwen looked around and was finally defeated by the old man's pleading eyes.

The people who followed them also surrounded them.

Only the old man didn't find out.

"it is good."

The old man led them away from the crowd, and soon came to a small tea house.

"Don't think there are many people here, but the tea is good. It is the most authentic teahouse in this street."

Maybe along the way, the old man calmed down his mood, and he was also in the mood to introduce this small teahouse to the two of them.

The two had neither drank nor spoke.

He was quickly taken to a private room on the second floor.

As expected of the tea house praised by the old man, the environment is really good.

"What kind of tea do you want to drink? What kind of snacks?" The old man looked at the two and asked.

When he got upstairs, he realized that there were still people behind the two of them.

It can be seen that his identity is unusual, but fortunately, he is not malicious.

"I listen to the old man." In this kind of matter, Mao Jianwen excluded An Qianqian in a protective manner.

"Well, their house is also good Longjing, Maojian is also authentic, in season, dim sum, just come to their signature."

It can be seen that the old man is very familiar with this place.

Just click on what you want without looking at the list.

After everything was ready, the old man drank a sip of tea, and then he truly stabilized his mind.

"Are you interested in listening to the old man tell me a story?" Putting down the teacup, the old man asked.

"All ears."

Next, the old man talked about what happened back then.

As she spoke, An Qianqian understood.

Somewhat dumbfounded.

She just came to visit the Town God's Temple, so why did she meet someone from An's family.

In the spirit of meeting by chance, she never took the initiative to find him.

Listening to what the old man said now, they have been looking for their father all these years.

Unfortunately, the person they were looking for had passed away long ago.

After listening to the story, it is a tragedy.

The tragedy of the times.

"So, you think I'm his descendant?" An Qianqian asked.

"It's not a feeling, but an affirmation." After the old man finished speaking, he took out a photo from his pocket.

This photo is a family portrait.

What surprised An Qianqian the most was a woman in the photo.

Seeing her staring at her in a daze, the old man kindly explained to her: "That's my mother, isn't she very similar to you?" After finishing speaking, the old man laughed.

"Actually, you are more like your father." The old man stared at An Qianqian for a long time and said with a smile.

An Qianqian put down the photo, "How can I trust you?" Who knew what he said was true or not about the previous generation, and besides, her identity is different now, so her defenses are deeper.

Seeing that she was so calm, Mao Jianwen knew what she was thinking, so he shook her hand tightly to give her strength.

"You said you looked for it? What happened back then? No one is there, and I have nowhere to find out." An Qianqian took a sip of tea.

But she didn't realize that when she said that everyone was gone, the person sitting opposite was very sluggish.

"Why did he disappear? Counting his age, he is only in his early fifties this year." Mr. An didn't believe it.

"He's still so young, why is he gone?" I don't know if I'm asking her or myself.

But I can feel the sadness from him.

Mao Jianwen looked at him, and finally said, "My condolences."

The mother-in-law did leave early. He was still young and had met his father-in-law. Unfortunately, such a person.

An Qianqian also thought about her father's appearance.

I don't know if it's because the time is too long, making the appearance in her mind very blurry.

I can't see my father at all.

I have to think about it carefully, so that I can think of my father who loved me so much when I was a child.

Mao Jianwen could feel An Qianqian's emotional changes more clearly.

"There's still mom, me, and the child." He leaned close to her ear, giving her strength.

An Qianqian glanced back at him, "Yeah, and you, luckily you are all here."

Concentrating her emotions, An Qianqian looked at the person opposite, "I don't know what you think, and it doesn't matter what you think, let me talk about mine first."

Her idea is very simple, follow the fate, now that the fate comes, she will not resist.

But, she had to talk to her mother.

"To An Jia, I don't know what attitude you have towards me, but I want to make one thing clear. If we get along, we are relatives. If we don't get along, then we are strangers."

Her answer was clear.

In fact, Mr. An is also Qianqian's uncle, and there is a glimmer of light in his cloudy eyes.

It's fine if the child doesn't resist or resent, he's very satisfied, and there are feelings everywhere.

"I'll listen to you, but you have to go home with me and recognize someone." Uncle An trusted his family very much.

He thought they could get along with An Qianqian.

"I have to ask my mother about this. After all, it's not easy for her to take me with her these years." It's okay to recognize relatives, but it needs to be approved by An's mother.

"Yes, yes." Uncle An agreed with both hands.

It is not unreasonable for her to help Fu Er raise such an outstanding daughter.

An Qianqian didn't shy away from him, she took out her mobile phone in front of him and dialed An's mother's number.

Although mobile phones are available, there are still very few people who can afford them.

At least, for ordinary people, it is a luxury.

(End of this chapter)