I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

"Especially the reaction of the old lady of the Dong family after being struck by lightning, it shows that Dong Xiao's disappearance is not simple. In all likelihood, he is dead."

Zheng Wenhua's hand loosened and dropped.

Those eyes that seemed to be filled with infinite beautiful longing suddenly turned red, and tears fell heavily.

After a while, Zheng Wenhua seemed to realize his gaffe belatedly.

He turned his back, covered his face with his hands, and cried silently.

This scene fell in Yu Feiwan's eyes, and Yu Feiwan guessed that the uncontrollable crying was not only because of sadness, but also guilt.

Perhaps, in the past few years, Zheng Wenhua has also blamed himself again and again.

Zheng Wenhua cried for a long time, and until the shaking of his shoulders diminished, Yu Feiwan stepped forward and handed over the neatly folded handkerchiefs on the table.

"Sister Wenhua, wipe your tears."

Zheng Wenhua took the handkerchief, lowered his head, and carefully wiped away the tears on his face while also clearing away the uncontrollable emotions. After turning around again, his expression gradually became calmer.

Yu Feiwan looked at Zheng Wenhua's red eyes and sighed in his heart.

I went out to meet someone now, and I'm afraid I have some explanations.

"Feiwan, I couldn't control myself for a moment and made you laugh." Zheng Wenhua's voice was no longer as clear as before, with a thick hoarseness.

Yu Feiwan shook his head, pursed his lips, and after much thought, decided to ask Zheng Wenhua about what happened that year.

Although it seems a little unreasonable to ask now, the opportunity must not be lost again.

Zheng Wenhua is now a senior in high school, and the college entrance examination is imminent. Maybe Shiyu's birthday is over and she will go back to school again. Where else can she look for opportunities?

"Sister Wenhua, my neighbor Grandpa Shen and Grandma Shen grew up watching Dong Xiao."

"Not grandson, but better than grandson."

"Grandpa Shen has always wanted to seek justice for Sister Dong Xiao since he knew that Sister Dong Xiao was not lost but dead."

"However, there hasn't been much progress."

"Grandpa Shen could only hold back temporarily, but he never thought of giving up."

"Sister Wenhua, can you tell me what you know?"

Yu Feiwan's voice was low and gentle, like wine being warmed over and over on a small red clay stove. The heat emanating from it made people feel at ease.

Zheng Wenhua raised his eyes, stared deeply at Yu Feiwan for a moment, and then said in a hoarse voice, "I know Uncle Shen."

"Xiaoxiao also said that when she grows up and makes money, she will support Uncle Shen and Grandma Shen."

"Before I tell you what I know, I want to ask you one more question."

"Have you found out the identity of the person in the portrait? Are you ready to continue pursuing the case?"

Hearing this, Yu Feiwan's heart flashed.

Sure enough, Zheng Wenhua knew Li Heng.

That's right, there are only a few rich people in this small town, but as long as the age difference is not too big, they will more or less intersect.

"Found it." Yu Feiwan said calmly.

"Li Heng, his grandfather is a famous patriotic businessman, his biological father Li Zhengze was a martyr who died on the border battlefield, and his stepfather Huang Yan is a man who can speak both black and white in Linshi."

"Grandpa and biological father are worthy of admiration."

"My stepfather is not a good person. He will do anything for business."

"Li Heng did not inherit the strength and ambition of his ancestors. Instead, with the connivance of his biological mother and stepfather, he became naughty and vicious, and often did disgusting things like bullying men and dominating women."

"As for whether we will continue to pursue the case, we will."

"You may not know Grandpa Shen, but Grandpa Shen is a hero." "On the battlefield, he could kill the enemy. Now, when he is old, he can still bring justice to injustices."

"So, Sister Wenhua, are you willing to tell me what you know?"

Zheng Wenhua sighed quietly and laughed at himself, "I still claim to be Dong Xiao's best friend."

"Dong Xiao's story is actually not very long."

"I only met Dong Xiao after I entered middle school. I took the initiative to pester Dong Xiao and insisted on painting a portrait of her, and I gradually became familiar with her."

"Dong Xiao is ordinary except for his extraordinary appearance."

"It can even be said to be abject."

"The clothes on my body are white after washing, and sometimes there are patches. When winter comes, my hands are covered with frostbite. I am not at the top in my studies, and I am barely an average student."

"However, she has a very good temper, is gentle and loves to laugh, as if she won't get angry."

"She won't blush even if her classmates bully her, and she will just suffer silently when others tell her to do things."

"I was a little overwhelmed and a little curious, so I got close to her on the pretext that I wanted to draw a portrait of her, and gradually I became familiar with her."

"With my protection, Dong Xiao's life at school has become easier."

"After our relationship became better, I realized that Dong Xiao's grandmother and parents were patriarchal and didn't take Dong Xiao seriously at all."

"As for Li Heng, he is a second-generation ancestor. He formed a gang and gathered a bunch of gangsters. They swaggered around the market all day long. Somehow, he got involved with Dong Xiao."

"I saw Li Heng and Dong Xiao acting intimately in the alley behind the school several times."

"That Li Heng is not a good person. I want to persuade him, but I don't know how to speak."

"This matter is not honorable after all."

"I also asked Dong Xiao indirectly if she had any trouble that she needed my help with."

"In those years, the punishment for touching girls regardless of their wishes was still very severe."

"But Dong Xiao still kept it secret and refused to confess."

"I thought that Dong Xiao might have some concerns about being thin-skinned, or he was afraid that he would be beaten and scolded by his family if things got serious, so I had to find another way. I followed Dong Xiao wherever he went, and he was almost inseparable."

"I thought Li Heng could calm down for a while, but I never wanted to get worse. I left directly at the school gate, surrounded by a group of gangsters, with Dong Xiao."

"Li Heng asked me to mind my own business and said..."

Zheng Wenhua suddenly found it difficult to speak.

The education she received since childhood and her own cultivation made it difficult to express some words.

Yu Feiwan did not rush to ask questions and gave Zheng Wenhua time to mentally build up.

Zheng Wenhua gritted his teeth and blushed, "Feiwan, there are some words that are not suitable for your age. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You just need to relay them back."

"Li Heng put his arms around Dong Xiao and said that he and Dong Xiao paid the money and delivered the goods with the same hand. You and I agree. He sleeps comfortably, and Dong Xiao is also happy."

"When Li Heng said these words, Dong Xiao did not refute."

"At that time, I thought that Dong Xiao had surrendered and the relationship faded away, so I didn't ask any more questions."

"For a long time, Dong Xiao was among that group of people after school."

"Maybe, it's not just Li Heng."

Hearing this, Yu Feiwan's heart skipped a beat.

This sentence is not just for Li Heng...