80s Era + Arranged Marriage
Jiang Niannian, a capitalist heiress running a pet shop, is blasted into the 1980s by an explosion.
The real daughter has returned through rebirth, ruining J...
There was no choice but to go home first.
Seeing that they came back without seeing Jiang Xiaolu, the villagers came forward curiously and asked:
"Where's Xiaolu? Didn't he come back with you guys?"
Wang Yingxiu's eyes were swollen from crying the past two days and she shook her head.
"No, I don't know where the child ran off to. I couldn't find him."
"What didn't you find?
Oh, what a pity! Although Xiaolu is a little naughty, he looks like a smart kid.
Don't be too sad, you will definitely find it back!"
"Yes, yes, we can definitely find it back.
"Life must go on, and people must look forward."
"Maybe he'll be able to find it himself after some time."
"Yes, that kid Xiaolu is smart and will definitely be able to find it back!"
Wang Yingxiu didn't want to listen to the villagers' consolation at the moment, because without her, all this consolation was meaningless.
Regardless of whether they were there to comfort her or just to watch the fun, she didn't want to pay any attention to these people now.
When Wang Yingxiu got home, the first words she said were.
"I'm going to the city to do business, and I want to bring Xiaolu back.
This time the store is in the city center. I plan to open a store near the train station, right next to the train station.
Maybe one day when he comes back, he will see our store when he passes by the train station."
Jiang Weiguo nodded.
"No matter what business you start, I support you!"
Ding Dagui also felt a little sad, especially when looking at Jiang Xiaolu's things in the room.
"Why not make pot-fried pork?
He also ate the French fries that mom made last time, and he thought they were delicious, but,
Wang Yingxiu nodded.
“But I never cooked for him again. I only cooked for him once, and that was French fries, fried chicken, and sweet and sour pork.
They are all his favorites. Whenever he passes by the train station again, he will definitely see our store and think of us and his family. "
Jiang Dagui also said:
"Yes, Xiaolu is only eight years old, he must remember it, he must remember us.
No matter how long it takes, he will never forget it."
Jiang Dafu also said:
"Then let's go!"
Wang Yingxiu took a deep breath and suppressed the tears that were coming up.
"There is one more thing I must tell you.
I won’t explain why Jiang Xiaolu got lost this time.
Human traffickers came to our village to steal children, and Jiang Xiaolu was not the only one missing. The others were found, but Jiang Xiaolu didn't. If this is his fate, I accept it.
But there is one thing, in the future, especially you two, no matter what happens to Jiang Xiaolin, it doesn’t matter whether she begs for mercy in front of us or dies in front of us.
You are not allowed to help, you are not allowed to lend a hand, remember this!"
These words left the two brothers stunned.
"Ah, this has something to do with Xiaolin?
What is the answer?"
Wang Yingxiu was really angry, and Jiang Weiguo was also angry, disappointed and sad. He couldn't understand why Jiang Xiaolin had become like this.
Seeing that her two brothers looked confused, Jiang Niannian told them what had happened.
"If Jiang Xiaolu went to look for Jiang Xiaolin, Jiang Xiaolin could have sent him to the bus station, and Jiang Xiaolu would not have been unable to find him.
But she didn't. She said she gave Jiang Xiaolu ten yuan and let him take the bus back by himself.
But Wangcai had a sharp nose and found out that Jiang Xiaolu went to the train station. We don’t know what happened in between.
It is also possible that Jiang Xiaolu asked for the wrong directions, and someone pointed him to the train station.
But you know that places like train stations are full of mixed people.”