Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

After Lu Zongming and Bai Lu left, many people came to the funeral home one after another.

Most of those who came to offer condolences were Wu Peiqing's old acquaintances and old classmates.

Many Yan Huan have seen it, but there are also several new faces.

After the memorial meeting, the personnel left one after another.

Yan Huan leaned wearily against the wall.

Li mingjue hugged her and let her lean against his arms.

"If you are tired, go in and have a rest. Just let me come here."

Yan Huan shook his head. "It's all right. There aren't many people left. What's more, you're so serious that those aunts don't dare to talk to you."

In contrast, Joe is more likable.

She looked into the room. Several aunts formed a circle and teased Muzi Joe in the circle.

"Buzz -"

The phone vibrates suddenly.

Yan Huan looked at the man curiously, "whose phone?"

Li Ming said faintly, "Lu Zongming."

Then he answered the phone, his eyebrows raised slightly, "well, send me a location."

Yan Huan looked at him, "what happened to Lu Zongming?"

"I fought with someone. I'll go there."

Yan Huan was stunned and forced, "did he go back to the hospital with Bai Lu? How can he fight with people?"

"I don't know. I'll go and have a look first. I'll ask Yining to take you and ziqiao back later."

"Well, you go."

The man bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek before leaving with his cell phone.

As soon as he left, Yan Huan was stopped by an aunt.

"You are happy."

Yan Huan looked at the strange aunt in front of him with low eyes, "are you?"

"I was your mother's neighbor when she was a child. After she got married, I didn't get in touch with her much. I didn't expect her to be so young..."

The aunt burst into tears.

Yan Huan skillfully took out a paper towel from his pocket and handed it to him. His nose was sour.

The aunt took a paper towel and wiped her tears. "Alas, I said I wouldn't cry before I came. You see, I'm giving you trouble again."

Yan Huan waved his hand, "how can you make trouble? I'm already very happy that you can come. I think my mother will be glad to see you again if she sees you in the sky."

"Your child as like as two peas is a sweet mouth, and looks pretty alike."

Yan Huan was stunned, "uncle?"

"Yes, haven't you seen him?"

Yan Huan frowned at the words. "My mother seldom mentioned her mother's family, but aunt, do you know my uncle?"

"I grew up with them, but your uncle hasn't come back since he went to college."

After seeing off his aunt, Yan Huan stood at the window to blow the wind. He always felt a little strange.

She has an uncle?

As if she thought of something, she dialed Yining.

"Hey, help me find someone."

……

After the memorial meeting was completely dispersed.

Yan Huan came out with Muzi Qiao, who was already asleep, and saw Qin Fengjiao looking outside the funeral home, as if looking for someone.

"Sister Feng Jiao."

Qin Fengjiao looked back at her, "Huanhuan, is it over?"

Yan Huan nodded, "well, people are gone. Why are you still here?"

She remembered that Qin Fengjiao was the first to leave after the memorial meeting.

Qin Fengjiao pursed her lips and said, "I'm waiting for someone..."

"Who are you waiting for?"

The low magnetic male voice suddenly sounded, "Jiao Jiao."

Yan Huan looked over and saw a tall and handsome man coming this way.

But it's not just the man's face that attracts attention, but the blood on his arm.

Qin Fengjiao stared at the man, "Why are you hurt?"

"Well, I met a madman on my way."

"Madman?"

The man shook his hand and said in a low voice, "well, it's no big deal. I've asked my colleagues to deal with it. Sorry to keep you waiting so long. I'll invite you to dinner later."

"OK."

Yan Huan looked at the two people. You said it one by one, and Xiumei picked it up slightly.

Qin Fengjiao pointed to the direction of the funeral home, "there's a bathroom there. Go and wash first."

The man nodded and turned away.

From beginning to end, I didn't look at Yan Huan.

Yan Huan looked at the man curiously and couldn't help saying, "sister Fengjiao, where did you find such a piece of wood?"

"He is the blind date I mentioned to you last time."

Yan Huan glanced at her. "Is that Xiao He?"

Qin Fengjiao nodded, "he is very good. We are both ready for long-term development."

Yan Huan was stunned. "So... Is he your boyfriend now?"

"Sort of... Yeah."

Yan Huan looked at her with a complicated look. "Sister Jiao Jiao, are you serious? Haven't you just met once?"

Qin Fengjiao smiled faintly. "Didn't Lu Zongming promise to get married without knowing what the woman looked like? It seems that I'm better than him."

Yan Huan skimmed his lips, "can't you be so casual?"

"Anyway... I won't fall in love with anyone again. It's the same to marry anyone."

Yan Huan: "

Qin Fengjiao turned to look at her. "By the way, didn't you say you wanted to ask Li mingjue for me last time? Who is Xiao? What did he say?"

Yan Huan recalled the evaluation given by the man.

Sweat Yan said, "he only said five words."

"What?"

"People don't talk much."

Qin Fengjiao: "

……

When Yan Huan returned home, Li mingjue had not come back.

Just sent a message telling her she was in the hospital.

Lu Zongming was probably beaten badly. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of another figure with blood in her hands.

She pursed her lips and said to herself, "can't there be such a coincidence?"

"Dong Dong Dong" knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Yining came in. "Madam, the person you asked me to check has found it."

"You do have an uncle named Wu Nianqing, who is one year older than your mother. During the period from primary school to high school, he jumped four levels and entered the University at the age of 13. He also appeared in the newspaper and was once known as a child prodigy."

Yining handed over the things in his hand, "this is the news of that year."

Yan Huan took a look.

There is only one picture in the newspaper that can no longer be pasted.

The green boy looked at the camera solemnly. There was no smile on his face, but he could see that his facial features were exquisite. He had the potential to be a star at a young age.

"Where is he now?"

Yinington paused and said slowly, "he died twenty-six years ago."