But before Chu Tian could finish his words, he was interrupted by the middle-aged man, "Young man, you look only in your twenties, and my son is in his thirties. Do you think it's appropriate for you to call me big brother?"

After saying that, he didn't forget to look Chu Tian up and down with dissatisfaction.

Chu Tian was stunned for a moment, then reacted and apologized, "Sorry, uncle, I called you the wrong name."

The middle-aged man was satisfied. "That's right! By the way, what did you want to ask?"

Chu Tian smiled, not caring about his attitude at all. "I want to ask if you know Wan Yong?"

The middle-aged man's relaxed expression suddenly turned serious upon hearing this. "Do you know Wan Yong? What do you want to see him for?"

Chu Tian looked at his suddenly alert attitude, confused, "Ah, I don't know him. Our deputy director asked me to find him and give him something."

"Your deputy director? It's..."

The middle-aged man was about to ask in detail when he accidentally glanced at the entrance of the alley and saw someone walking towards them. He quickly moved the things in his hand to one hand, grabbed Chu Tian's arm with the other hand and whispered.

"Come with me."

Chu Tian's arm was tightly grasped by his big hand. After struggling several times but failing, Chu Tian followed him into the yard.

Standing in the yard, the middle-aged man let go of Chu Tian's arm. Chu Tian looked at the yard in front of him. Although it was not big, it was tidy and everything was placed where it should be, which made people feel comfortable just looking at it.

"You haven't told me yet, who is your deputy director?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Tian quickly stopped looking around the yard and looked at the middle-aged man who had already put down his tools. "Chen Zheng, our deputy director is called Chen Zheng!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then reacted after a moment and looked at Chu Tian in disbelief, "What did you say? It's Chen Zheng?"

Chu Tian nodded, "Yes, it's Chen Zheng!"

After a pause, he reacted in a flash and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in disbelief, "Ah, you, are you Wan Yong?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "Yes, I am Wan Yong."

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you at first."

Chu Tian had no doubts, because the man showed no signs of lying. He quickly took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to him.

"By the way, this is a letter from our deputy director. Would you like to take a look?"

"Um."

Wan Yong took the letter handed over by Chu Tian, ​​opened it hurriedly, and read it at a glance. His serious face relaxed instantly, and his hands holding the letter trembled with excitement. After a moment, he laughed heartily.

"Oh, that's great, that's great. A few years ago, I suddenly couldn't contact him and I thought he had an accident. I didn't expect him to be fine. It's really great..."

After a pause, Wan Yong looked at Chu Tian again, "By the way, where is your unit?"

Chu Tian blinked, thinking, "Isn't it written in the letter?" But he still spoke honestly.

"A transport team from a certain division of the Red Flag Production and Construction Corps in Xinjiang."

Wan Yong was stunned for a moment before reacting and muttering, "Xinjiang is good. The Xinjiang Production and Construction Corps government can't control it..."

Chu Tian raised his eyebrows and lifted the package in his hand. "Uncle Wan Yong, this is something our deputy director asked me to bring to you."

"I····"

Just as Wan Yong was about to say something, they suddenly heard the creaking sound of a door opening. They both turned their heads at the same time and saw a middle-aged woman who looked very elegant but had an extremely pale face. She was leaning against the door frame of the main room and looking at them.

"Old Wan..."

"It's so cold outside. Tell me, what are you doing out here? What if you get frozen again?"

Wan Yong was stunned for a moment, then immediately stuffed all the letters in his hand back into Chu Tian's hand, and strode quickly to the woman and held her arm. Chu Tian heard that although there was displeasure in his words, his tone was very gentle.

The woman smiled gently, "I'm fine. I've been feeling much better lately."

As she spoke, the woman looked at Chu Tian and asked with a smile, "Old Wan, who is this young man?"

Wan Yong glanced at Chu Tian and opened his mouth to introduce Chu Tian to the woman, but suddenly remembered that he didn't know Chu Tian's name, and his expression became a little awkward for a moment.

Chu Tian noticed Wan Yong's embarrassment, stepped forward, and introduced himself to the woman with a smile, "Hello, Auntie, my name is Chu Tian, ​​I'm a subordinate of Uncle Wan's friend, and I came to see you when I passed by Jing City."

The woman was stunned when she heard this. She looked at Wan Yong in confusion, and Wan Yong hurriedly whispered beside her.

"Chen Gang's current subordinate is not in Beijing right now. He's serving as deputy director of a transportation team in a production and construction corps in Xinjiang."

The woman nodded in understanding and said to Chu Tian with a smile, "Little brother, it's cold outside, come in and sit for a while?"

He then turned aside and said to Wan Yong, "Old Wan, take out the dried persimmons I dried in the fall and give them to Brother Chu. Also, pour him a cup of hot tea."

Wan Yong glanced at Chu Tian and nodded, "Well, I'll help you sit down first."

Chu Tian quickly said, "No, Auntie, don't bother me, I'm leaving soon..."

The woman let Wan Yong help her walk to the only cushioned chair in the main room. When she heard what Chu Tian said, she looked back and smiled at him gently.

"Brother Chu, you're welcome. No one has come to our house for a long time. Auntie is happy to see you."

“·····”

Having said that, if Chu Tian said he wanted to leave again, it would be a bit ungrateful, so he walked into the house and said, "Sorry to bother you."

Wan Yong went to pour water for Chu Tian. The woman pointed to a chair beside her and said, "Little Brother Chu, please sit down."

Seeing Chu Tian sitting down, he asked, "Brother Chu, how old are you this year? Are you married?"

Chu Tian had an official smile on his face, "Aunt, I'm married and have three children. The eldest is eight or nine years old."

"So how old are you now?"

"I was born in 1948, so I'm already 27 or 28 this year."

"You don't look like it. I think you are only about 21 or 22..."

"Haha, auntie, are you praising me for looking younger?"

"No, no, it's not small, it's really small..."

"What's so small?"

When Chu Tian heard the noise, he turned his head and saw Wan Yong coming out of the inner room with a bowl of water. He quickly stood up and took it from him.

"Thank you, Uncle Wan."

Wan Yong nodded, took a plate from the cabinet on the side, put a few persimmon cakes on it, and placed it in front of Chu Tian, ​​"Try this, your aunt dried it herself."