Fish swimming around the world

The other party was polite and generous, and he didn't look like a bad person. Niu Dali hesitated for a while, but finally seemed to have made up his mind and nodded to agree.

The village elder smiled and said, "Please follow us, everyone."

After turning two corners along the path, they came to a village.

This is a very small village, with no more than a dozen households. The houses are low, mostly with wooden walls and thatched roofs. There is an open space in the center, where many villagers gather, either weaving nets or chatting.

There are thousands of such villages along the banks of Longjiang River alone. If this person is really a wet nurse, it is normal that she cannot be found.

Besides, the wet nurse's real name is not Guo Lanhua, but Guo Cuihua. On the way here, Zhang Zhiling told Zhang Yi that she might be using the pseudonym Guo Lanhua. Zhang Zhiling also thought of this guess not long ago, just because Guo Cuihua liked orchids the most back then.

Although he learned from the village elder and Niu Dali that this person was probably not the one they were looking for, Zhang Yi still had some expectations. After all, it was possible that they were lying. With Zhang Zhiling's ability, he would not catch wind and shadow.

"Auntie Guo, someone is looking for you--"

The village elder shouted loudly.

All of a sudden, all the villagers turned their heads to look over, and then Zhang Zhiling and the others followed their gaze and looked at an old woman who was squatting there with her back to them, weaving a fishing net.

The old woman slowly turned her head, and it was a slightly dark face, but it didn't look that old.

She had a blue cloth wrapped around her head, and her hair was as white as snow, but her eyes were not so turbid.

Zhang Yi was stunned when he saw this face. He couldn't be wrong. Even after decades, he could recognize it at a glance. This was the wet nurse, Guo Cuihua.

Zhang Zhiling stood there blankly, and it seemed that it was also hard to believe.

Even the camel lion showed an inexplicable look of surprise and surprise on his face.

At the same time, the old woman was so stunned that she even forgot to stand up.

"Mother Hua?" Although Zhang Yi was a great prime minister, he was still trembling with excitement when he saw the wet nurse who raised him.

The old woman looked at him blankly, "... Are you, Dapang?"

The old woman actually recognized Zhang Yi. Although Zhang Yi had changed a lot, he raised her with deep affection. When he called her Mother Guo, the old woman immediately remembered her.

"Mother Hua, it's me, it's me, Yi'er. How are you... How are you..."

Zhang Zhiling also sighed and took two steps forward: "Mother Hua, I haven't seen you for forty years..."

The old woman looked at him: "You, you are Mr. Zhang..."

Niu Dali and others were also shocked. They didn't expect that they actually knew each other.

Niu Dali hurried forward to support the old woman: "Mom, do you know them?"

The old woman stood up tremblingly, "Old man, meet Mr. Zhang..."

Zhang Zhiling hurried forward and gently supported the old woman: "Alas... Hua Niang, why are you saying this? You have been looking for me for forty years."

The old woman said tearfully: "Hua Niang is not worthy of it..."

Zhang Yi also stepped forward to support the other arm of the old woman: "Hua Mama, you, why do you live here? I have been looking for you for more than thirty years."

At this moment, he was also expressing his true feelings.

The old woman sighed and patted Zhang Yi's hand: "Child, you are so old..."

...

The matter soon became clear.

Guo Cuihua really changed her name to Guo Lanhua and came to this village forty years ago, but she did not marry. Niu Dali was just an orphan whose parents were fishing in the river and were killed by him.

Niu Dali said this in accordance with the old woman's instructions.

But for decades, he witnessed his adoptive mother missing her relatives every day, especially at this age, and he was depressed. He always wanted to help her find her family, but he was always stopped by his adoptive mother. Today, he didn't expect someone to come to his house. He didn't intend to hide it, and he was even a little happy that his adoptive mother could see her relatives in her lifetime.

However, what the whole village didn't expect was that this hardworking and simple old woman who had lived in poverty for half her life actually had such a rich relative.

Zhang Zhiling and his son did not reveal their identities, but just said that they were businessmen and gave the village 1,000 taels of silver.

Then, without saying anything, they took Guo Cuihua away.

The simple fishing village people were also happy for Guo Lanhua's family reunion, not to mention that they got 1,000 taels of silver, which was enough for more than a dozen families in the village to live a good life.

As for the adopted son Niu Dali, Zhang Zhiling saw that he was a loyal and honest filial son, so he took him on the road to prevent the old woman from missing him in the future.

On the carriage, the old woman kept crying, and Zhang Yi kept comforting her.

"Hua Niang, why did you suddenly leave without saying goodbye... Alas..."

Zhang Zhiling, the prime minister of the Five Kingdoms, couldn't help sighing as he saw the man in front of him was already in his twilight years.

Guo Cuihua wiped her tears and said, "Hua Niang is just born in a poor family, how can she enjoy such wealth? I can't let you lose face for the prime minister..."

Zhang Zhiling shook his head: "You, you have been in the mansion for ten years, don't you know that I have long regarded you as my own family, and Da Pang also regards you as his biological mother, why bother?"

Guo Cuihua said: "Prime minister, Cuihua is not worthy..."

Zhang Yi said: "How can I say that I am not worthy? If it weren't for my mother's upbringing, I wouldn't be Zhang Yi today. Please let the child miss you well."

Zhang Zhiling said: "Yes, I am old too. The only thing that worries me is you. In the past forty years, I have been looking for you everywhere, but there is still no news. This time, you can't go anywhere. We are at this age. There are not many good years left. You should make do with me, Zhang Zhiling."

Guo Cuihua actually showed a trace of embarrassment on her face: "Alas - Prime Minister, you are already this age, and you still say this, what will the children think..."

Zhang Zhiling waved his hand: "They can't care, now I am also resigning from office and retiring, outsiders don't care what they think, I am very happy that you haven't married for so many years. Haha..."

Guo Cuihua couldn't help but spit at him: "Old and frivolous!"

Zhang Zhiling was stunned, and then laughed: "This is the carefree and hot-tempered Hua Niang back then."

The three of them were talking incessantly, and Niu Dali next to them was already shocked and speechless.

He had already understood that the two prime ministers came to find his adoptive mother.

The fifty-year-old prime minister of Xia was raised by his adoptive mother.

The old man was also the prime minister. He seemed to want to marry his adopted mother many years ago. Unexpectedly, his adopted mother was ashamed of her status and left quietly. From then on, she lived in Laosongshu Village, weaving nets and fishing, and lived a hard life. Forty years passed in a flash.

For a poor fisherman in his thirties who still couldn't find a wife, this was something he couldn't even dream of.

Except for Tuoshi, no one knew that Zhang Zhiling also didn't dream that Guo Lanhua in this small fishing village was actually Guo Cuihua.