my share eldest

Chapter 747

Tang Ming, who was in charge of the wine, quickly took out his mobile phone and wrote down the two numbers, then looked at Tang Ming gratefully: "Thank you so much, I'll make a call now."

"Hehe, you girl, you said you didn't care about them before, but now you can't wait, women are really duplicity."

Tang Ming laughed jokingly.

"I, I just came to ask, I haven't said that I will definitely meet each other."

Tang Ming's face turned red when he held the wine, and he hurried to the side to make a phone call.

"This is all merit."

The old dean breathed a sigh of relief, "Every time I see parents and children reunited, I am happy for them, old man."

"Yeah, thinking that their family can be reunited, I'm also happy for her."

Tang Ming nodded, then sighed, and said enviously: "I don't know where my parents are now, are they looking for my whereabouts like her parents?"

"Don't worry, there are no parents in this world who don't care about their children. I believe your parents must also miss you very much."

The old director let out a sigh of relief, and said apologetically, "But our orphanage really doesn't have an orphan named Tang Ming who is your age. I can be sure of this, old man."

"After your boss reminded me last time, I now have no hope of using my name to find my background. After all, I followed my adoptive father's surname. I guess Ming Ming was also named after him."

Tang Ming sighed, now it is even more difficult to find out his life experience.

"Ming? How old are you this year, young man?"

The old dean froze for a moment, stared at Tang Ming and asked.

"What's wrong? Did you remember something?"

Tang Ming looked at the old dean suspiciously.

"?"

The old dean frowned, recalling, and said: "18 years ago, there was no orphan named Tang Ming, but there was a little guy named 'Ming' who briefly appeared in our orphanage!"

"what?"

Tang Ming looked bewildered, not understanding what this brief appearance meant?
"Cough! I was thinking too much. You shouldn't be that child, and I don't know if that child is still alive." The old dean sighed and shook his head worriedly.

"Don't, don't talk about it halfway, tell me about this matter quickly, maybe it has something to do with my life experience!"

Tang Ming came and pleaded with the old dean with great interest, now he will not miss any information that can be related to his life experience.

"Hahaha, this matter has nothing to do with you talking about it, just treat it as a story and listen to it."

The old dean also became interested, lit a big pipe, and began to recall while smoking.

Eighteen years ago, the old dean was not the dean, but an ordinary employee of the orphanage. On a night of thunder and lightning, someone slammed on the gate of the orphanage frantically.

The old dean got up as an employee on the night shift to open the door, only to find a baby in swaddling clothes at the door.

"Is there any information about the baby's identity in the swaddle?"

Tang Ming asked curiously.

"That's not true, but the quilt used to wrap the baby is embroidered with a sun and a moon pattern, so I named the child 'Ming', which just fits the sun and moon pattern."

The old dean smiled triumphantly, and introduced: "Most of the children who enter our orphanage do not have their own names. It is we who name them, and then make a hand card for them and engrave the name on it. Generally speaking, this This name will not have a surname, and it will follow the surname of the adoptive parents after being adopted."

Hearing this, Tang Ming frowned. If this is the case, then the old man's surname is Tang. It is reasonable for him to take him away from the orphanage and name him Tang Ming.

"Old dean, where did that child go?"

Tang Ming stared nervously at the old principal, wondering if it was because of his eagerness to find his mother, he felt that the child might be him.

"He was carried away."

The old dean curled his lips and said dejectedly: "The child was sent that night, I made him a hand card, and just hung it up for him, but before dawn, he was taken away by a person who claimed to be the father of the child. He is so powerful, he can break the gate with one palm, and I didn't dare to stop him."

"Then do you remember what that person looked like?"

Tang Ming hurriedly asked.

"I would like to forget it, but that person left such a deep impression on me that even thinking about it now makes me shudder."

The old dean shuddered, and said fearfully: "That man is covered in blood, and there are many bleeding wounds, his gaze is like a beast, with a protruding nose, eagle eyes, aggressive, and the most terrifying thing is that there is a ferocious line on his face." It is estimated that the bloody knife wound will leave a striking scar after it heals."

Hearing this, Tang Ming was disappointed, because this image did not match the old man's at all, especially the scar on his face. Although the old man always had an obscene expression, that guy's face was well-maintained, with white hair and a childlike face, otherwise How can I meet the aunt in the village?

Although the person who took the baby and the old man didn't match up, Tang Ming still felt that the baby must have something to do with him, so he couldn't help asking, "What happened later?"

"There was no later, and I never saw that person and that child again."

The old dean took a puff of cold smoke and said worriedly: "Looking at the situation, that person was chased and killed at that time. He was seriously injured and brought a child with him. It must be a disaster."

"Well, do you remember if there were any features in that child?"

Tang Ming asked unwillingly.

"feature?"

The old dean thought for a while, then raised his head suddenly: "It is characteristic, when I handed over the child to the injured person, I saw a black five-pointed star pattern on the bottom of the child's feet."

"Black pentagram?"

Tang Ming quickly sat on the ground, took off his shoes and socks, and was dumbfounded because there was a black five-pointed star pattern under his feet.

"No, the old man said that this pattern was formed after I practiced poison kung fu to collect the toxins in my whole body. It seems to be formed the day after tomorrow."

Tang Ming stared at the pattern on his feet with a tangled face, and slowly looked at the old dean: "Can you see if this is the pattern?"

"That's right, that's the pattern."

The old dean pushed his glasses, looked at it a few times, and nodded again and again.

"Am I the same kid?" Tang Ming looked at the old principal uncertainly.

"It doesn't seem to be. I remember that the child had a pattern on his left foot. Your pattern is on his right foot. Could it be that it has been transferred?"

The old dean shook his head in wonder.

"How can this thing be transferred?"

Tang Ming rolled his eyes, the old dean is too naughty.

Then Tang Ming dragged off the shoe and sock on his left foot, and he and the old dean were dumbfounded. There was also a black five-pointed star pattern under his left foot.

(End of this chapter)