Grandpa Fu's palm

Chapter 376 Finding Clues
Looking at the back of Wu Man leaving, Fu Yanhan was a little disdainful: "After so much effort, there is not much useful information in the end."

"At least I know my mother, her possible surname." Jing Nuan said flatly.

"Wu Man is even younger than me. He can notice this problem. Back then, I only knew my mother's name, and I didn't pay attention to other things at all. In this way, Wu Man is much better than me."

"It's because your mind is not on these."

Seeing Jing Nuan's distressed look, Fu Yanhan tried to divert Jing Nuan's attention: "The photos you sent over, I have some results here, come and take a look."

After speaking, he took Jing Nuan's hand and sat back on the table.

"Have you found anything?"

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Jing Nuan immediately recovered.

"Come and see."

Fu Yanhan got up, opened a drawer of a mahogany cabinet, and took out a stack of papers.

This is the pattern I reconstructed from the photos you took, take a look.

As he spoke, he unfolded the printed paper in his hand.

Jing Nuan leaned over, and the clueless wall he saw before seemed to be a painting.

Perhaps because of the light or the age, the content of the painting is not very clear, only those random and messy lines can be seen, like a cave or a house.

"what is this?"

Jing Nuan stared at it for a long time, but couldn't see why.

"Stand a little farther away and look."

Fu Yanhan gestured to Jing Nuan, and at the same time stood up the painting.

Jing Nuan took a few steps back, and looked at the painting again. It still looked like chaotic lines, but there seemed to be a vague outline.

"Did you see anything?"

"Kind of like a forest?"

Jing Nuan was also a little uncertain.

"This should be a station." Fu Yanhan said, pointing to the top of the line: "Look here, these lines are all horizontal, and then there seem to be vague handwriting, don't they look like old ones from the last century?" station."

Reminded by Fu Yanhan, Jing Nuan took the imprint of the station to look at it again, and sure enough, the painting seemed to be a station.

"What does my mother do painting stations?"

"Maybe something happened at the station, let her remember it deeply. The most important thing now is not knowing which station she is painting, otherwise, maybe I can know where she is from."

"My mother's accent is that kind of soft and waxy accent. It is not a local. I asked my mother before why her voice is different from others. My mother just told me that our hometown is far away. When I grow up, she will take me to see my grandparents, and everyone in our family talks like this."

"Don't worry, we will find grandpa and grandma."

"Did mother just draw a station, is there anything else?"

"Have."

Fu Yanhan looked at the painting and pointed to the corner: "Guess what it is?"

Wildflowers on the platform?

Ever since Fu Yanhan said that this is a platform, Jing Nuan has become more and more aware of the vividness of his mother's painters. Sure enough, aside from those messy lines and irregular traces, this is an old-fashioned railway station platform.

"It's a number."

Fu Yanhan smiled: "We refined it through high-definition technology and handwriting analysis. This number is 258. I don't know what it means."

After speaking, he changed his hand and pointed, "The number here is 235."

"And there's a number here too, it's 49"

"What do these numbers mean?"

These data seem to be irregular, and there is no trace to be found.

It doesn't look like a particular year or month, or someone's birthday, or any regularity.

"It's not very clear, but at least we can have a direction. These numbers may be very important to your mother, so she wrote them on the wall. There must be some special meaning."

"kindness."

Jing Nuan nodded: "No, I seem to have seen this number somewhere."

Jing Nuan pointed to "235, I have some impression of this number, let me think about it."

Seeing this, Fu Yanhan also stood quietly aside, not disturbing her.

But Jing Nuan lowered her head and thought for a while: "I can't remember it at the moment, but I should have an impression. However, it may be that I misremembered."

"Don't worry, as long as there are clues, you can find them anyway. If you can't think of it for a while, just think about it slowly. Let's go eat first."

Jing Nuan had no choice but to nod helplessly.

At the dinner table, Fu Yanhan thoughtfully prepared dishes for Jing Nuan, but looking at the table full of food, Jing didn't have much appetite.

"No matter what, you have to eat. You know, when I was young, sometimes I lost my temper and didn't eat. My grandpa always told me that there is nothing in this world that is worth starving yourself. Whether you are angry or happy, you have to eat your fill first.”

Thinking of the appearance of Grandpa Fu Yanhan, Jing Nuan seemed to see the old man's playful face talking to Fu Yanhan, and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm in a better mood now, I've been tired for so many days, please eat more."

As he said, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in front of Jing Nuan.

"Ahan, I actually have an idea and want your help."

Jing Nuan obediently picked up the piece of meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, as if he was thinking about something.

In the end, she summoned up the courage to talk to Fu Yanhan.

"whats the matter?"

Seeing that Jing Nuan suddenly wanted something from him, Fu Yanhan felt very happy for some reason.

The previous Jing Nuan was really good, neat, thoughtful, and capable, but compared to Jing Nuan who seemed to be able to solve everything without anyone's help.

Looking at the person in front of him who asked him for help, Fu Yanhan couldn't help feeling that he liked Jing Nuan more who relied on him.

"What's the matter, just say it."

"It's your grandpa." Jing Nuan hesitated for a moment: "You have also seen the attitude of grandpa before, he must know my mother's news, I was wondering, can we try again, maybe we can learn from grandpa Know something, in this way, we have these clues in our hands, and the investigation will be faster."

For some reason, Jing Nuan never thought about her own life experience before, she only knew that she was an illegitimate daughter who was loved by no one, and finally met someone she thought she could rely on for the rest of her life, and was cruelly abandoned.

Therefore, she has been reminding herself that she must not be soft-hearted to others, and do not look back at her own unbearable past.

If I want to learn from the previous lessons, I can only move forward, put all those unhappiness behind me, and live a better life than all those who hurt me.

However, when she knew that there might be some secrets about her life experience, she could no longer be as calm as before.

(End of this chapter)