Chapter 341: Fate, do you believe it?

A name is the beginning of one person's understanding of another.

For a man who can have whatever he wants, being rejected only serves to arouse his interest and attention.

It took Qian Aosen less than half an hour to get the list of staff members of Ze County medical team.

Looking at the information above, I found Lin Yiyi among more than 20 nurses' names at a glance.

There are only two people with the surname Lin, but he is sure that her name is Lin Yiyi and not Lin Jihong.

Qian Aosen looked at the personal information above, and he was an educated youth who went to the countryside in Zhaojiatun, Zhaojia Town, Ze County.

How did she end up being a support nurse?

Maybe there is some kind of connection between the blood.

In the provincial capital, Mr. Qian opened the brown paper file bag, and the more he looked at it, the more doubts he became.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

He couldn't find any problems in Zhao Sheng's personal file, so he checked his wife Lin Yiyi.

Seeing that it said that she had been involved with other gay men before marriage and that she had bad conduct, Mr. Qian couldn't help feeling disgusted.

After carefully reading Lin Yiyi's file, I didn't find anything significant until I saw that her father Lin Jie was a student at Fu Jen Catholic University and the Normal School Affiliated to it.

The names of two familiar schools brought back memories for Mr. Qian, as his son Youbang attended these two schools.

Thinking carefully about Youbang's school age and combining it with the information in the archives, the two were alumni and most likely knew each other.

For so many years, he has been trying to find out the news about Youbang and Bijun.

There are too many hopes and too many disappointments.

To be on the safe side, Mr. Qian arranged for someone to go to the Northwest to ask Lin Jie about the incident.

.......

The next day.

Zhao Sheng arrived at the outskirts of Xiushui Town early in the morning with the goods. This time he did not avoid them and asked the contact person Liangzi for two five-jin bags of dried seafood.

A combination pack of dried shrimp, dried shrimp, kelp and salted fish, a great gift for giving.

Thinking that Lin Yiyi likes shrimps, I ordered a pound of dried shrimps. I wonder if she would eat dried shrimps.

After deducting the cost of seafood, the money for 400 kilograms of grain was 277 yuan.

The unit price is 0.72, which is a little higher than yesterday.

There were still some sorghum rice, cornmeal and millet left in the cellar. Zhao Sheng had no plans to sell them. He would have to carry dozens of kilograms back to the third brother's family in a few days.

Zhao Sheng drove to the state-owned restaurant in Xiushui Town, bought two boxes of shrimp with scallions and braised meat with beans and eggplant, packed up the food, and went to Walnut Alley to throw down the bricks on the courtyard wall.

Then he went to the post office and sent the two packages of dry goods to Yang Rongguang and Ma Jiping, who were helping him take care of his parents-in-law at the Northwest Farm.

After Zhao Sheng drove to the water plant in the suburbs of Wu City and unloaded the goods, it was almost one o'clock when he arrived at the medical point.

Lin Yiyi had been looking forward to it for a long time, looking and waiting, and when she saw her delivery husband appear, her eyes suddenly lit up.

The people who had just finished eating the steamed bread didn't want to suffer, so when they saw the couple enter the tent, they decisively chose to leave.

The aroma makes people drool, and even makes them bite their pillows in their dreams.

It’s not that they don’t have money or tickets to eat well, it’s that they have no place to buy it, and no one drives to deliver meals to them every day.

Lin Yiyi and the man were eating lunch in a corner of the tent away from people, and she was talking about the strange things she had seen and heard.

Zhao Sheng just smiled and helped her pick up some food with chopsticks from time to time. Most of the time he listened to her carefully. Lin Yiyi did not tell the man about the difficulties she encountered at work and the difficulties she had in getting along with others.

She came to add to her life experience, fill in the gaps in her personal history, and obtain painting materials and highlights for future archives.

I'm not here to make friends.

Moreover, friends are not made by making friends, but by getting along with each other through fate.

"Before the earthquake, there were many fish jumping out of the water in the rivers in the surrounding towns, many dead fish were sold in the market, and there were groups of weasels moving away..."

"Where did you hear these things?" Zhao Sheng picked up a piece of lean meat with the fat bitten off and fed it to her.

Lin Yiyi opened her mouth to eat meat, but found it a little salty. She took another bite of rice, her mouth bulging. She swallowed it and then said furtively, "I eavesdropped while I was working. I don't know if it's true or not, I just wanted to be curious."

Zhao Sheng followed her words and asked with a smile: "Do you think it's true?"

"Humans have intuition and premonition, and animals are even more acute. I think it's true. Running away to save one's life is an instinct."

She had put on her raincoat in advance based on her premonition and intuition to avoid the tent collapsing.

After chatting for a while and having lunch, Zhao Sheng put the lunch box into his backpack and took out an oil paper bag.

"There are some dried shrimps in here. You can eat them for fun." He didn't pack too much for her because he was afraid that she would eat too salty food and have no place to drink water.

Lin Yiyi wrapped the oil paper into the bag of her white coat, hooked her finger at him, waited for the man to come over, and kissed him firmly on the lips.

Touch and go is also a reward.

"My hunch is accurate. You definitely love me more today than you did yesterday. Even though you don't say it, I know it."

Lin Yiyi smiled as if she saw through everything, and pointed at the man's cloth shoes with a small black cat patch on them.

Zhao Sheng's ears felt hot. He said nothing, his dark eyes fixed on her, and he pursed his thin lips and nodded.

It was only after living with Aunt Sun that Lin Yiyi realized that Zhao Sheng never wore patched clothes. Clothes could be old but they must not have patches, let alone cloth shoes with a hole in them.

Otherwise, how would Aunt Sun, who makes a living by making clothes and shoes, know Zhao Sheng?

She accidentally burned his cloth shoes with a pair of tongs, so she patched them up with a black cat sticker, which he has been wearing ever since.

Baiyun Farm in Northwest China.

Suddenly, a person with a hidden identity came to visit Lin Jie. He was quite powerful, so the farm manager Lu Youliang didn't dare to ask for any benefits.

The visit and meeting were arranged with great respect, and he tactfully avoided being an in-person audience.

"Comrade Lin, we are here to ask you something. We hope you can tell us the truth."

"You say." Lin Jie looked thin and strong, not as sickly as before.

Zhongshan Suit took out an old photo and asked, "You went to the Normal University Affiliated High School and Fu Jen Catholic University for middle school and college. Do you recognize this person?"

Looking at his friend's school photo, Lin Jie recognized him at a glance, "...I know him. What do you want to do with him?"

The man in the Zhongshan suit did not answer his question, but only asked the real question he wanted to know. "I can't tell you the reason, but we are not bad people, you can rest assured about that. Do you know where he went after 1949? Did he get married?"

Seeing that he was willing to spend time and effort to find out about old events from decades ago and even went all the way to the northwest to find him, Lin Jie believed that he was not a bad person and told the truth without hiding it.

"He got married in 1948, and later his family moved to Hong Kong. I exchanged letters with him once in 1956, but we lost contact due to the situation."

"Do you still remember the address?"

Lin Jie thought back to the incident which happened almost 20 years ago, but he still remembered the address very clearly. The reason was very simple: the street number was the 15th day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival.

Zhong Bangyou, No. 115, Xiangzhang Street, Shelie District, Hong Kong City.

When Qian Youbang arrived in Hong Kong, he changed his name to his mother's surname.

Yang Rongguang, who was helping Zhao Sheng look after his mother-in-law and father-in-law on the farm, sent out the news that someone was coming to visit Lin Jie that day.

Finally, Lin Jie wrote down the address to him after seeing Zhongshan Suit's ID.

Have your friends lived in the same place for the past twenty years?