Rich Mommy's Talented Sons

He stopped in front of a clean looking door. A middle-aged woman came out with a basin in her hands. She looked at him with a bit of suspicion. His hands didn't stop moving. He took out a set of clothes from his basin and applied it to his clothes, not paying any more attention to Liu Ming.

Looking at the middle-aged woman's face, Xuan Yiche's heart almost jumped out of his chest. She looked really similar to his mother, just like in the photo. He walked forward stiffly.

"Excuse me, are you Lady Xiang Huizhen?"

"What is it?" The middle-aged woman finished drying her clothes in the basin and was about to walk inside when she heard someone speaking behind her.

"Then, do you know Xiang Hui Fang?"

Upon hearing this name, Xiang Huizhen's face became deathly pale, and the pot in his hand fell to the ground with a loud thump. You, you say, say who? "

She blinked hard, but her tears still flowed uncontrollably.

Xuan Yiche knew that he did not find the wrong person, and retrieved a photo from his robes and handed it over. Xiang Huizhen took it, his hands trembling, different tears falling.

"Elder sister has passed away a long time ago, I didn't think that there would still be someone who would remember her." After saying that, Xiang Huizhen seemed to have thought of something and looked up at Xuan Yiche. Being stared at in such a way by her, Xuan Yiche's heart was somewhat at a loss as well.

"Little Che?"

Xiang Huizhen excitedly walked up, extended a hand that had aged from years of work, and trembled as it floated onto his face.

"Aunt."

Xuan Yiche was also very excited, when he saw this one and only family member of his mother's in this world, he couldn't control his emotions for a moment.

When he was young, his aunt often came home to play. After his mother passed away, he had only met her at her funeral. Afterwards, they heard that she had gotten married and that they had lost contact with each other. They didn't know whether she was doing well or not. The last time he came, he went back without seeing anyone. Seeing such a dilapidated residential district, he felt very sad and secretly blamed himself for not sending someone to find them earlier.

"Sigh." Xiang Huizhen softly replied as tears continued to drip from her eyes. When the neighbors heard his voice, they all stuck their heads out to look. Xuan Yiche frowned, but he woke up in time and brought him inside.

After entering the house, Xuan Yiche looked around carefully. The room was not big and was tidily cleaned. The furniture inside was also very old. A single bed was placed in the corner, and the quilt was neatly folded.

"Quick, come and sit." Xiang Xiu asked Xuan Yiche to sit on that single bed, and said while looking at him with a bit of embarrassment. The house is a little shabby, so you should take care of it. "

"I can see that my aunt is a bit reserved and a bit embarrassed. He changed the subject in time to resolve Xiang Xiuzhen's situation." Aunt, how did you get through all these years? "

He stared at Xiu Zhen blankly for a moment, then looked at the single bed he was sitting on, and asked again, "Uncle, are you not living with aunt?"

"It's okay, it's fine," Ye Zichen looked at Xiuzhen with an unpleasant expression. Then, he smiled wryly, as if he was thinking of the unhappy things that had happened in the past. My husband and son had a car accident a few years back, and I was the only one left in the house. "Every day, I do some odd jobs to earn some money, so this is my day."

Although she said it in such a simple manner, Xuan Yiche understood in his heart that she had also suffered a lot.

"Why didn't you come find me?"

She looked at the nephew in front of her who looked a bit like her sister. The bits and pieces of her past with her sister gradually appeared in her mind. For a moment, her eyes reddened.