"Feng Jingrou?"
"Feng Jingrou! Is it really you?!"
A man pushing a bicycle rushed into Feng Jingrou's sight, as if he just happened to pass by.
He was very tall, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and his hair was combed black and shiny with hair oil, looking very impressive.
Qin Anan blinked and looked at the man.
Don’t know.
【Is this your mother's childhood friend? 】
Feng Jingrou thought to herself: No.
“Alan Ana.” She recognized the man in front of her.
It was Chen Yan, the educated youth who went to Huaihua Village with her. He was also Li Yinling's ex-husband and Li Aihua's biological father.
Time has made Feng Jingrou and the people in the village much older, but it seems to have spared Shen Yan.
He hadn't changed at all since he left Huaihua Village. I don't know if it was Feng Jingrou's illusion or the blessing of his clothes, but it felt like Shen Yan seemed to have become several years younger.
When old friends meet, the atmosphere naturally becomes warm.
Ana Shen was extremely happy and insisted on treating Feng Jingrou and her daughter to a meal.
He found an authentic Shanghainese restaurant, and every dish he ordered was a memory of a Shanghai kid growing up.
While feeding Qin Anan, Feng Jingrou listened to Shen Yan chattering about his life in Huaihua Village. Later, he talked about how his official career had been smooth after he returned to Shanghai. Now he has become the leader of the District Industrial and Commercial Bureau and is enjoying great success.
The only part that was left out was the part about him getting married in Huaihua Village.
Qin Anan listened to his words and frowned in disapproval.
This man, while working in Huaihua Village, became the village chief's son-in-law in order to live a better life. Once he was able to return to the city, he abandoned his wife and children. Now that he's living well, he hasn't even considered bringing his children to Shanghai to study. Don't befriend a man like this!
Feng Jingrou listened to An An's thoughts and expressed her agreement.
However, she is not Li Yinling, and she will not bother to judge whether Shen Yan is a good husband. At least he is qualified as a friend. When he was in Huaihua Village, he took good care of her and other educated youth.
When he heard that Feng Jingrou was going to open a garment factory, Shen Yan was happy for her from the bottom of his heart and told her frankly that if she needed any help, she could just ask and he would definitely help.
We talked a lot more later.
Until the food on the table was almost gone, Ana Shen was silent for a long time, and asked dryly: "Are they okay?"
Qin Anan raised her small eyebrows and looked at Ana Shen playfully.
[They, are you referring to Li Yinling and Li Aihua?]
[Thinking of my wife, I finally have a little bit of conscience left.]
"Mom, hurry up and tell him to bring his wife and son to live in Shanghai! If Li Aihua could come to Shanghai to study, his life would definitely be a hundred times better!"
Feng Jingrou carefully studied Li Aihua's expression and asked, "Do you think a woman with two children can live well in the countryside?"
"Two...two?" Ana Shen's eyes widened in astonishment.
"When you left, Li Yinling was already pregnant with your daughter." Feng Jingrou said lightly.
When she saw a trace of regret on Ana Shen’s face, she was secretly happy.
In her heart, Li Yinling was a pitiful woman just like herself who once supported the family alone.
Feng Jingrou hinted to Ana Shen that Li Yinling still cared about him, and if possible, she hoped that he could rekindle his relationship with Li Yinling and give the two children a complete home.
Ana Shen did not respond, but remained silent for a long time.
Feng Jingrou suddenly understood something.
Before leaving, Ana Shen went to the bank across the street to withdraw 500 yuan and asked Feng Jingrou to pass it to Li Yinling.
"Don't tell her I gave it to her." He seemed to have suddenly developed cervical spondylosis, and he kept his head down since he mentioned Li Yinling.
There was a lump of phlegm in his throat, and he mumbled softly, "Just say it was government relief money, or that I threw it in the yard in the middle of the night for her to find. In short, don't say it was from me."
Feng Jingrou knew why he did this without asking.
He didn't want to give Li Yinling any more hope, didn't want Li Yinling to come to Shanghai to find him, and didn't even plan to see his own biological child again.
The most likely possibility is that Ana Shen has started a family again.
Feng Jingrou agreed to his request without saying much.
Shen Yan rode his bicycle away, and when he turned at the corner, he accidentally ran over a half-open manhole cover, and fell hard with his bicycle...
After parting with Ana Shen, Feng Jingrou mustered up the courage and took Qin Anan to her small western-style house again.
Her grandfather used to run a pawnshop and had a lot of wealth. This small Western-style building was his property.
When she was a child, she lived with her parents at her grandfather's house.
On summer nights, she always liked to sit in the yard, look up at the stars in the sky, and listen to her grandfather talk about business while lying on his legs.
My elder brother, Feng Jing'an, hated listening to my grandfather's nagging the most. He loved climbing up the sycamore tree to rob bird nests, or shooting birds with a slingshot. Whenever he appeared, the birds would scatter, their feathers falling to the ground.
Every time he saw his brother being naughty, his father couldn't help but teach him to read more, enrich his soul, and be a useful person to society.
But her brother would never listen, and would even tear up the books in revenge if he talked too much. Feng Jingrou had fought with him many times to protect those books, sometimes winning, but more often she was the loser.
The brother would not hold back when fighting, but after injuring his sister, he would feel very guilty and would personally apply purple medicine on her.
Feng Jingrou really loves and hates this brother.
Thinking of the little boy living in this western-style building, if he was my brother's son, then my brother should have become successful now, right?
Have you become what your father calls a “person who is useful to society”?
Where are mom and dad?
Are you living a stable retirement life now?
They must be very happy living together as a family, right?
Feng Jingrou was full of thoughts and rang the doorbell with trembling fingertips.
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."
After a short yet long wait, the wrought iron carved door was slowly opened.
An elegant old lady stood inside the door.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" The old lady looked at Feng Jingrou puzzledly.
Feng Jingrou was also a little surprised when she saw the old lady: "Hello, I'm looking for Feng Jinnian."
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