As soon as the taxi stopped, Qin Anan felt something was wrong.
Following my mother's gaze, I saw a three-story French-style building.
The courtyard of the western-style building is covered with roses in full bloom. The pink sea of flowers shows the care of the gardener, but also blocks the view of the outside world. Only the open door can reveal a corner of the courtyard.
A valuable imported car was parked in the open space in front of the small building.
A five-year-old boy ran out of the small building and stood in the yard playing with binoculars.
His short hair was neatly combed into a side part, and he wore a white short-sleeved shirt, black overalls, and a pair of black leather shoes that were so shiny that they reflected the light. It was obvious at first glance that he was a child from a wealthy family.
When the little boy came out, Qin Anan clearly felt his mother's breathing become heavier.
Xiong Ying also noticed Feng Jingrou's change and was very considerate: "Sister Jingrou, we are not in a hurry. If you want to get off..."
The little boy suddenly pointed his telescope at the taxi.
Feng Jingrou was like a child who was caught watching TV by her parents. She looked away in panic and sat up straight.
"No, no need!"
Her heart was pounding and her breath was panicked: "Drive."
The driver acted quickly, started the engine immediately and drove away.
In the small western-style building, an exquisite and elegant old lady chased out and took the little boy's hand. "My dear grandson, why did you run out by yourself? What are you looking at?"
"Grandma, there was a taxi parked there just now," the little boy said sweetly, pointing ahead, with a hint of doubt in his voice.
The old lady looked in the direction her grandson pointed, and sure enough, she saw the taillights of a taxi disappearing around the corner.
"Dear grandson, let's go back to the house."
Without thinking much, she took the little boy's hand and walked back to the building.
In the speeding taxi, Qin Anan held Feng Jingrou's cold hand and understood why her mother wanted to see the small building.
[It seems that the small house is my mother's home! ]
There is not much description of Feng Jingrou's parents in the original novel.
All we know is that the couple were professors at Shanghai University. Because their research topics were sensitive, they became the first group of people to be investigated in the early 1950s.
It was also at that time that Feng Jingrou, who had just graduated from junior high school, became one of the first educated youth to go to the countryside in China.
What followed was a turbulent period lasting more than ten years. Her parents were sent to the cowshed and lost contact with Feng Jingrou.
I can’t even contact my only biological brother.
When the policy was later relaxed and her parents returned to Shanghai to teach and reconnected, Feng Jingrou was already a mother of three children.
When he heard that his daughter had married a rural man, had children, and was living a stable life, the father criticized her over the phone for being useless and severed their relationship.
Feng Jingrou was so heartbroken that she fell seriously ill, and the high fever of 40° almost took her life.
The next time the story about grandparents appeared was after Feng Jingrou and Qin Che died. The pale-haired grandmother went to Huaihua Village in person to take away the second brother Qin Ling and took him to Shanghai to go to school.
The plot of Qin Ling studying in Shanghai was written very sloppily, almost glossed over, and his daily life with his grandparents was not included.
It seemed like he had been studying in boarding school, and his grandparents gave him living expenses regularly but never brought him home to live.
I had never paid attention to the plot before, but when I thought about it carefully, I found that there were many unreasonable things hidden in it.
My grandparents used to love their youngest daughter Feng Jingrou the most. How could they cut off all ties with her just because of a phone call?
Why did she care about Qin Ling after Feng Jingrou's death and bring him to Shanghai to study?
After bringing Qin Ling to Shanghai, why didn't you let him live at home?
Also, who is the little boy in the villa?
With a lot of questions in mind, Qin Anan followed Feng Jingrou and the purchasing duo and wandered around the docks in Shanghai for a whole day.
Because the government was involved, the purchase of machinery went smoothly.
Feng Jingrou had money in her pocket and was not short of money. She bargained according to An An's wishes and finally set the price of the first batch of machines within an acceptable range.
His strong bargaining ability shocked Xiong Ying so much that she immediately worshipped him on the spot.
Ye Jian even broke the rules for the first time and took the initiative to ask Feng Jingrou if she was interested in joining the Municipal Government Procurement Department. If Feng Jingrou was willing, he would help her get in touch with the government.
Feng Jingrou just smiled and shook her head.
She knew her own worth, and the person they hailed as a "genius" was actually her youngest daughter, Qin Anan.
The entire procurement process went extremely smoothly, with only one problem: there were insufficient machines in the warehouse, and the latest batch of imported goods would arrive at the port in a week.
In other words, the purchasing team will have to stay in the Shanghai Stock Exchange for a week.
Transportation isn't as convenient now as it is today. A one-way trip from my hometown to Shanghai takes at least 30 hours, and a round trip takes at least three or four days. The purchasing group decided not to return home and instead stayed in a guesthouse in Shanghai for a week.
Xiong Ying and Ye Jian both attended university and had classmates and friends in Shanghai. After settling in, they were busy catching up with old friends.
Xiong Ying was afraid that Feng Jingrou would be lonely, so she asked her if she wanted to go with her.
Feng Jingrou refused to go.
When old friends meet, they must have a lot of intimate things to talk about. What's the point of her being there as an outsider?
Xiong Ying had heard Feng Jingrou speak Shanghainese and knew she was a local. She thought she wanted to go home to visit, so she didn't force her and let her go out happily.
In the originally bustling guesthouse, Feng Jingrou and Qin Anan were suddenly the only ones left.
The sudden silence makes people feel deserted.
Qin Anan couldn't stand this loneliness, so she slid off the bed and sat on the soft carpet, putting on her shoes like a little adult.
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