Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Yan Huan looked at Yining in a daze, "dead?"

"Yes."

She frowned.

Twenty six years ago, Wu Nianqing was less than thirty.

"Have you found out the reason for his death?"

"He killed himself."

"Are you sure?"

"It's written in the information that he drove to the cliff and his girlfriend was sitting on the co pilot. This is the only group photo of the two."

Yan Huan took the photo and looked at a pair of beautiful people in the photo, with a slight tremble in his heart.

It's not because of anything else, but these two people are really good-looking.

Men's facial features can be said to be impeccable, as if they were favored by the creator. Your childe's temperament can be felt through photos.

As for the woman beside him, she was pure and tender, and her eyes were shining, as if she could suck people in.

It's just right to describe the two with a fairy couple.

Yan Huan leaned on his chin and said regretfully, "such a beautiful person, why can't you think of suicide?"

She is not Wu Peiqing's own daughter, and her uncle is naturally not his own uncle.

I just want to have a try.

But I didn't expect to find nothing.

She sighed slightly and threw the photo to Yining. "Take it away. Don't mention it again in the future."

"Yes."

After Yining left, she was the only one left in such a big room.

Yan Huan lay back on the sofa, and a word said by the aunt when she left sounded in her ear again.

"You are as like as two peas."

She has just seen the photos. It's not as exaggerated as the aunt said, but it's more or less similar.

She sat up abruptly, took out her cell phone and opened the last page of her address book.

Fortunately, the aunt left her a phone when she left.

I dialed it without thinking about it.

After a long time, there was finally an answer.

"Hello, aunt, I'm Yan Huan."

"I want to ask you, where was my mother's address when she was a child? I want to have a look."

……

Three hours later.

Yan Huan finally arrived at his destination.

She didn't expect that her mother's hometown would be so far away.

Wu Peiqing's hometown is not very big, but a very ordinary residential building.

But now no one lives around.

Back against the scenic spot, far from the city.

When she got off the bus, she saw the aunt in the daytime.

After saying hello, Yan Huan was taken by his aunt to Wu Peiqing's small home.

The corridor is full of lettering and small advertisements are pasted everywhere.

Aunt pointed to the room upstairs without a door.

"That's it. It's about to move. It's almost finished. Be careful when you go in."

Yan Huan said thank you and couldn't wait to enter the house.

It's similar to what my aunt said. It's almost scratched inside.

A lot of dust fell on the furniture, and there were gravel and dust everywhere.

Covering her mouth and nose, she went into the master bedroom and dug out a family photo from among a pile of broken boards.

The photo should have been taken decades ago. The edges and corners are white and cracked.

A full layer of adhesive tape was pasted in the middle, which showed that it had been torn up.

Yan Huan leaned against the door and looked at the picture of the whole family.

Although she hasn't studied psychology, she can see how close the four members of the family are.

Two small ones, one serious and the other smiling brightly.

Just the brilliant one, but there was no smile at the bottom of his eyes.

Yan Huan could not help feeling that Wu Peiqing had a talent for acting since childhood.

As for the two adults, the man looks ordinary and plain, but he can be seen as a simple and honest man.

He smiled most sincerely and happily at the camera. The wife next to him was very beautiful. The two children probably inherited her appearance.

But the smile looked a little sad, and there was always a faint sadness in his eyes.

Both children are complete, and the husband is simple and honest. What can I worry about?

When I was thinking, the phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated.

Yan Huan took out his mobile phone and frowned when he saw the three words "Mu Shixun" on the screen.

Hesitated again and again, but still pressed answer.

The gentle male voice came slowly, "Huanhuan, are you at home?"

Yan Huan's tone was obviously alienated, "are you looking for me?"

The man didn't recognize it, but he was still warm. "Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to invite you to dinner."

"Sorry, I'm not free."

"Huanhuan, do you have to refuse so simply?"

She pursed her lips unhappily, "I made it clear to you before that we are just friends..."

"Can't friends come out for dinner? And we're not the only two."

"Who else?"

"It's my mother... She wants to see you."

Yan Huan frowned more tightly, "I have nothing to say to her."

With that, she was about to hang up when an urgent female voice came from the opposite side.

"Huanhuan, it's me."

Yan Huan sighed, "aunt."

"Huanhuan, I'm sorry. I asked Shixun to meet you. I've been holding some words in my heart. Please promise for the sake of our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law for the past five years."

Yan Huan said coolly, "five years of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law love has been exhausted. I hope you don't mention it again, aunt."

"Huanhuan, do you really hate me so much? Won't you even come out to have dinner with me?"

"Aunt, I never hated you. I just hope that the past will let him pass completely. People who have been nostalgic for the past can't get happiness, can't they?"

"I know what you mean. I just want to talk to you. I've been stuck at home these years, and there's no one around to talk. Your mother was my best friend in those years..."

Yan Huan pursed his lips, "OK. You don't have to remember the past with me here."

"Huanhuan..."

"Please tell Mu Shixun for me that I can eat this meal, but from now on, I hope you won't disturb my life again."

Hung up the phone decisively.

"Buzz -" the phone rang again.

She suddenly jumped twice on her forehead, pressed the answer and yelled, "are you finished?"

The clear male voice came faintly, "huan'er, who makes you unhappy?"

Yan Huan was stunned, looked at the remarks on the caller ID, and was stunned, "I thought it was..."

"Who is it?"

Yan Huan's heart tightened. "There was an advertisement just now. He's been calling me. I'm so bored."

"Give me his phone and I'll solve it."

"No, No. I've scolded him badly. He shouldn't call me again!"

The man smiled, "that's good. Where are you? I'm home."

"In the suburbs."

"Hmm? What are you doing there?"

"An aunt I met at the funeral brought me to my mother's house when I was a child. Husband, can you help me call grandpa to my house?"

"What's the matter?"

"I found the family photo of my family..."

Yan Huan stared at his wife on the family photo and said, "maybe there is someone he has been looking for."