Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

Chapter 310 Yuanyuan?

"Wen Nuan, don't be nervous or anxious. It's easy to get into trouble if you're anxious. Calm down and sort out your thoughts first."

Wen Nuan stared at Ji Feng, calmed her breathing, and nodded.

"Well, I see."

"The remitter's surname is Wen, he is 73 years old, and it is very likely that he is your grandfather, but it is also possible that he is not.

We can go there now, but during this period, I hope you can adjust your mentality, no matter what the result is..."

Compared to the slightly panicky warmth, the monsoon at this time is exceptionally calm.

And his calmness at this time can also infect Wen Xiaonuan, making her less panicked.

The autistic girl pursed her lips and continued to nod at Ji Feng:

"Monsoon, I know what's going on. If not, I will be mentally prepared."

"That's good, what about these things?"

"Take all these things away first and check them in the car."

"Okay, let's go."

Shiliu County is not very far away, but it is definitely not close either. Wen Changjun's address is not in the center of the county, but somewhere between the suburbs and towns.

Some are tens of kilometers long.

Wen Nuan and Ji Feng came back by high-speed rail, so if they want to go there now, they can only rent a car from a local car rental company if they want to be convenient.

After returning to the city, Ji Feng and Wen Nuan rented a Mercedes-Benz E-Class and drove towards Shiliu County.

Along the way, Wen Nuan was always silent.

She kept looking through the papers and lists left by Wang Yaqin. Most of them were useless and had nothing to do with the name Wen Changjun.

There was only a phone book, which seemed like a useful thing.

It’s just that there are too many numbers in the phone book, and many of them have no names. I’m afraid only my mother, Wang Yaqin, knows who they correspond to.

Wen Nuan did not get discouraged or give up.

She is now President Wen!
Simply take photos of all the nameless numbers and send them to Ye Yuwei who is still working at the headquarters.

[Yuwei, mobilize some manpower to help me check the identity of each number. While connecting with the telecommunications and mobile departments, try it yourself.]

[Understood, President Wen, I will do it right away.]

After ending the communication with Ye Yuwei, Wen Nuan turned her attention back to the two passbooks.

她用指甲轻轻划弄着上面的数字，135、150、80、210、260……

It can be seen that remittances are basically integers, and 5 is also considered an integer.

In the early years, when everyone’s salary was not high, the amount of remittances was really small.

The numbers really started to get bigger and bigger after 08.

Wen Nuan stared at the last digit of the remittance for a long time without saying a word.

The last page of the passbook has been used up.

By 11, banks no longer recommended the use of passbooks, but instead recommended the use of cards.

The bank's service staff and tellers will try every means to get you to apply for a card.

I don’t know whether they lost contact after 11 years, or whether they got a new passbook or card and it was kept by their mother Wang Yaqin.

"Ugh……"

"Why are you sighing? This should be a good thing."

"Ji Feng, I don't know how to face him..."

Ji Feng, who was driving, nodded. He could understand Wen Nuan's complicated feelings, a relative he had never seen, or hadn't seen for nearly 20 years.

The feeling of surprise and restraint when someone suddenly appears in front of you.

Everyone who encounters this situation will feel a little panicked and overwhelmed.

"Just do what your heart desires. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

At this time, Ji Feng could only comfort and silently support.

Regarding this relative whom I have never met, I can only say that I hope the outcome will be good.

No matter what, the other party's remittance is well-intentioned, and it is very likely that they know the existence of warmth.

After all, it has lasted for so many years, and it is not something that can be done easily.

For many people, donating a large sum of money at one time is far less difficult than donating a large sum of money on a continuous basis.

Many good deeds are done on a whim, but this is obviously not the case with Wen Changjun.

The suburbs of the county town are definitely not a developed place.

If they were not old landlords or big families, most people in such places would be poor.

What's more, Wen's father has passed away. Judging from the amount of remittances that Wen Changjun sent to subsidize Wang Yaqin, they are not a well-off family.

All in all, it’s hard to describe in one word.

"Don't worry about me, just drive seriously, Monsoon."

"Well, everything is moving in a good direction."

Ji Feng rented a car at noon and drove for more than two hours before arriving at the address that Ji Guangxun left for him.

This is a small rural village on the outskirts of Shiliu County. It looks shabby, but of course there are a few wealthy families who have built three-story houses.

However, most of the houses are still dilapidated, and there are many mud houses.

Standing at the entrance of the village, Ji Feng and Wen Nuan looked at each other.

Several aunties at the entrance of the village were also looking at them.

After all, although cars like Mercedes-Benz are very common in cities, they are still relatively rare in such remote rural areas.

As soon as a car appears, there will inevitably be people chattering and discussing whose child drove it back.

It's time for a break!
The thinking of the country folk is so simple. No one wants to know what you do, what hardships you have endured, or how much contribution you have made to XX.

Their understanding of career is probably owning a house and a car.

If you go a little higher, you will live in a big house and drive a luxury car.

Mercedes-Benz is definitely considered a luxury car here. It doesn’t matter whether it is Mercedes-Benz C, E, S... They are all Mercedes-Benz, with the same logo.

Ji Feng and Wen Nuan looked at each other.

They all saw curiosity, gossip, and some other emotions in these people's eyes.

envy!

Even vicious.

Wen Nuan wanted to speak, but Ji Feng gently waved his hand, signaling her not to speak at this time.

He took out the cigarettes he had bought in advance from the car, walked to the group of people at the entrance of the village, passed a few women, and stopped in front of an old man.

Handed me a cigarette.

"Uncle, I have a question."

The old man raised his eyes and took the cigarette slowly, acting very politely.

It seems that he is even more rude than the leader of Demon City.

"What is it? Tell me."

"Is there anyone named Wen Changjun here?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and did not directly answer Ji Feng's question, but asked back:
"Who are you to him?"

Hearing this answer, Ji Feng felt relieved.

Have!
As long as people are here, everything will be easy.

Even if things are not going well now and there are troubles, he can still find a way around it.

Hearing the old man's question, Wen Nuan opened her mouth, but stopped immediately. She glanced at Ji Feng and realized that Ji Feng's expression was not so happy, so she stopped the urge to speak.

At this time, Ji Fengxie smiled, and suddenly turned his head to look at Wen Nuan, with an unfriendly tone:
"If you're in a hurry, just go wait in the car. Can't you see I'm busy?"

Wen Nuan was stunned when she heard Ji Feng's words.

She thought quickly and knew that Ji Feng would not treat her in this way under normal circumstances, so she nodded honestly and responded sullenly:
"Then I'll wait for you in the car."

After finishing the conversation with Wen Nuan, Ji Feng turned to look at the old man.

"Uncle, I have something to ask Wen Changjun. I am also a clerk, so it is difficult to tell you the details. Please don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask, and please don't make it difficult for me."

As he said that, Ji Feng directly handed over the remaining pack of cigarettes.

The old man picked up the cigarette and smiled.

"Yuxi? The cigarettes are good."

"Hey." "The old Wen family's house is on the left side of the road in the village. Go straight to the end. It's the second to last house."

"Thanks, uncle!"

"Hey, I want to ask for directions, but he's probably still in the field right now. If you need anything, go sit in his yard for a while."

"it is good."

The old man waved his hand casually.

Ji Feng was also smiling, but he looked away. When he turned his head, the smile on his face was completely gone.

Is it really just asking for directions?
How can it be?

Poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people. They dislike you for being poor and are afraid of you for being rich. Rural people are not as simple and honest as you think.

Anyone who has been to or lived in a rural area should be clear about this.

Wen Nuan may not understand this.

But Ji Feng had been a human for several lifetimes, especially in his previous life because of business, and had dealt with rural areas many times.

He realized a truth.

That is, in almost every county and village, there is a monster that is a hybrid of relationships and power.

All people will be eaten by him, either being swallowed up repeatedly or being absorbed and becoming part of him.

Therefore, a phenomenon called "seeking people" has become popular in many places.

In a place like this, when evaluating an adult's ability, besides his ability to make money, we also need to look at who he knows, how many people he knows, and what kind of people he knows.

Of course, there are more types of monsters in big cities, but most of them are not as ferocious and ruthless as "country monsters".

The hybrid monsters in big cities are huge and picky eaters, and most of the time they look down on those poor little things.

Don't provoke it, it will be too lazy to even look at you and will just swallow you.

This is the difference between the city and the countryside.

The main reason why he was so cautious was that he and Wen Nuan came in a hurry, were unprepared, and revealed their wealth, which made it easy for them to be targeted by the monsters in the village.

At present, it is unknown what the specific situation of Wen Changjun in the village is.

So it’s better to be careful about everything.

This is Monsoon's style of doing things.

After returning to the car, Ji Feng winked at Wen Nuan, and she got out of the car obediently.

"Ji Feng, is there any problem?" Wen Nuan lowered her voice and asked softly.

"When I mentioned Wen Changjun, the expressions of several aunties at the entrance of the village were rather strange. The old man also had a playful look on his face. It felt a little strange, so we had to be careful."

Wen Nuan doesn’t understand these things, but she is smart enough, much smarter than many people think.

"Is he... bullied?"

Precisely because she had been bullied, and more than once, Wen Nuan was more sensitive to this matter than most people.

What does it mean to have an old man alone at the village entrance?
Many people don’t understand how scary this is.

But if you just think about the reports on lonely elderly people in nursing homes over the years, you will understand.

If you still don’t understand, let me give you a more realistic statistic.

Elderly people without children die particularly quickly in nursing homes, less than one-third of the rate of elderly people with children.

This is the data from nursing homes.

But the situation of lonely elderly people in the village is actually more terrifying than that in a nursing home because there are more interests involved in the village.

For example, ground!

Occupy land, occupy roads, and repair eaves.

You know everything.

Why is the ratio of favoring boys over girls so serious among rural people? Even women themselves favor boys over girls.

There is certainly a reason for this.

In a place like this, the family with more children, especially more boys, has the confidence to make trouble, fight, and fight.

This has not changed to this day.

Therefore, Wen Nuan's sudden words of worry are likely to become a reality.

"Don't think too much, it may not be that outrageous. We haven't gone to see it yet. Let's talk about it when we get there." Ji Feng didn't finish his words.

The clever Wen Nuan had already guessed this possibility from his eyes.

She pursed her lips again, turned her head away, and her eyes were a little red.

But she quickly calmed down and stopped talking.

Following Ji Feng, we walked towards Wen Changjun's home.

The road was a bit muddy. Ji Feng had never expected that after 16 years, the village road here had not been repaired yet? What was going on?
He glanced at Wen Nuan, who remained silent and completely ignored the muddy road.

It's like he doesn't care at all.

However, the village was very small, and they soon arrived at Wen Changjun's home.

The second to last one in the south.

Wen Nuan walked all the way here before she stopped and looked at the courtyard wall in silence and intentness.

The wall is tilted.

It means literally, the courtyard wall here is slanted.

The courtyard wall is made of earth.

Many rural areas had them in the early days, but now it is 16 years later, and this kind of earthen walls have long been demolished or removed, and are only common in extremely remote areas.

Shiliu County, Zhenzhu City, is not a developed area, but only a third- or fourth-tier county.

But this is not really a poor county.

If there really are such poor households, normally they should be helped.

Of course, everything needs to be "normal". If you are bullied, it will be hard to say.

"Warm..." Ji Feng tentatively pulled the person next to him.

"Ji Feng, don't worry, I won't make trouble here, I will protect myself." Wen Nuan said suddenly.

"..." Ji Feng was silent for a moment.

Then, a warm and slightly cold voice was heard:

"If I'm really bullied, I'll tell you when I get back."

If Ji Feng was not sure just now, now he no longer needed to doubt Wen Nuan's thoughts.

This girl, who rarely gets angry, was really angry at this moment.

"Let's go in and have a look."

"Ah."

This house was shabby and the gate was not locked at all. It was half-open and could be opened with a slight push.

The two walked in, and even the old wooden door inside was similar.

It opens with a gentle push, but it makes a creaking sound and feels like it could break at any moment.

Ji Feng paused, then pushed the door open and walked in, with Wen Nuan following behind him.

"anyone there?"

"Is anyone home?"

Ji Feng asked twice but got no response, so he thought about discussing with Wen Nuan whether to wait here or go back to the car.

But when he turned around, he saw a warm gaze resting on an old photo.

A photo of a handsome young man in his 20s hugging a sweet and lovely girl.

Next to them, standing on the left and right, were a couple in their 50s.

These faces are somewhat similar to warmth.

Dad, grandpa, grandma, and the warmth of childhood?
"Wu Nuan, is this you?" Ji Feng wanted to confirm with Wen Nuan.

But when Wen Nuan turned her head and saw her choked expression and eyes filled with tears, Ji Feng already understood and there was no need for confirmation.

Wen Nuan opened her mouth and was about to say something.

Suddenly, a voice that sounded a little vicissitudes, surprised, but unbelievable came from behind:

"Yuanyuan?"

(End of this chapter)