Chapter 188 Did you guess it?

When the car started, the young wife told Bo Qihua the specific location of the village chief's house and the Song family.

Bo Qihua thanked them and took a taxi to Shanhe Village with the man surnamed Gu.

When the car drove into the village, it was blocked by many children like Fan Zhuanger, and the driver kept shouting that it couldn't move.

The man surnamed Gu took out a handful of candy from his pocket, opened the car window and threw it out.

"Kids, uncle will treat you to candy."

The children scattered, and the driver was stunned.

The man surnamed Gu glanced over from the rearview mirror and said, "Let's go."

"Hey."

The driver smacked his lips, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed straight to the door of the village chief's house.

"Is the village chief at home?"

The man surnamed Gu got out of the car first and asked the half-open door.

The door of the main room opened, and the village chief's wife came out. She was stunned when she saw the car and the strange man standing next to the car, "... Lao Song, I'm looking for you."

"Who is it?"

The village chief opened the door and came out. He was also stunned when he saw the man, "You are..."

"Gu, Gu Yasheng, you don't know me."

The man's words made the village chief frown. Why are you looking for me if you don't know me? This person...

Just as he started to complain, he saw the door of the back seat open and another woman got out.

The village chief glanced at her casually, and just this one glance made his pupils shrink instantly, and his eyes widened, "You..."

"Can we go in and talk?" The man surnamed Gu looked at the village chief.

The village chief nodded twice, "Come in and talk."

Gu Yasheng helped Bo Qihua into the house. The village chief pushed his dumbfounded wife and said, "Go boil some water and make some tea for the guests."

"This woman..."

The village chief's wife swallowed her saliva, "...Why does she look so much like Wenfeng's wife?" "

Don't talk nonsense. Let's see what's going on first." The village chief frowned and reminded his wife.

The village chief's wife nodded quickly. After entering the house and sitting down

, Bo Qihua explained his purpose, "...Please tell me the whereabouts of my daughter Fan Qingyi, Village Chief Song."

"Are you her biological mother?"

Although he was mentally prepared, the village chief was still a little surprised, "I heard that her mother eloped with someone..." when she was very young

. The village chief did not say the word.

Bo Qihua smiled without any smile.

"Does it mean that what people say is true?"

The village chief was slightly startled, and nodded after a moment, "…People's words are just scary."

Bo Qihua looked at the village chief in surprise, "Village Chief Song believes me?"

"I don't believe you, I believe Wenfeng's wife." The village chief laughed, "Wenfeng's wife is your daughter Fan Qingyi. If you want to find her, you shouldn't come to Shanhe Village, you should go to Shuizhai Town."

He didn't wait for Bo Qihua to speak, and called his wife, "Go and call Qingzhi over, and tell her quietly that Wenfeng's wife's mother is here, don't say anything else, if those gossipy women in the village ask, just chase her away."

When she said chase, her voice was filled with anger.

The village chief's wife responded, glanced at Bo Qihua, turned around and left.

After a while, a series of chaotic footsteps hurriedly walked in. When they saw Bo Qihua, a long sigh sounded in the hall.

Bo Qihua raised his eyes and met Auntie Song's complicated eyes.

Auntie Song spoke with defense and vigilance, "Are you really Qingyi's biological mother? Since you abandoned her back then, why are you looking for her now?"

The child's life has only been better for a few days, why did the Li family come to make trouble for her biological mother again?

Bo Qihua saw that Auntie Song was doing it for the good of her daughter, and her eyes were full of gratitude and guilt.

"I am Qingyi's biological mother. Back then... I had no choice but to do so. I didn't want to give up Qingyi. I was going to take her away, but fate played tricks on me... I am now in Hong Kong, and I have a good career and a lot of money. I want to... take her and the child over to make up for my regrets."

Aunt Song glanced at the man beside her.

Bo Qihua was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he explained, "Asheng and I don't have any children. I only have Qingyi, and I don't want any more children..."

Gu Yasheng nodded in agreement.

Aunt Song stared at Bo Qihua for a long time, then sighed, "If you had come half a year earlier, that child... would have suffered more in these six months than she has in these thirty years!"

Bo Qihua knew, and he opened his mouth, feeling distressed and guilty, but didn't know what to say.

"I will tell her what you mean. If she is willing to see you, I will tell you. If she is not willing..."

Aunt Song nodded slightly to Bo Qihua, "I hope you will not pester me too much."

Bo Qihua agreed.

She was anxious and wanted to see her daughter immediately, but she knew that her daughter was now a 30-year-old adult. She came back to make up for her daughter, not to force her.

The two agreed that Bo Qihua would wait at the village head's house first, and Aunt Song would take a taxi to the town to find Fan Qingyi.

Fan Qingyi was a little surprised when he saw Aunt Song.

"Auntie, why did you come here alone first? Where are Chengran and his parents?"

Auntie Song glanced at the corner, pulled Fan Qingyi and walked quickly into the yard, and closed the gate, "I have something to talk to you about."

Fan Qingyi followed her into the house and poured hot water for Auntie Song to warm her hands.

"What's wrong? Is the Li family causing trouble again?"

Auntie Song shook her head and looked at Fan Qingyi in a daze, "Qingyi, do you still remember your biological mother?"

[How should I tell this child that her biological mother came to see her.]

Fan Qingyi was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Do you... hate your mother for leaving you behind and leaving by herself?" Auntie Song wanted to say it directly, but when she saw Fan Qingyi, she felt sorry for her and felt sorry for her difficult life these years, and was a little annoyed that she agreed to this.

[If Qingyi says she hates, then I will pretend that I have never met her biological mother.

Fan Qing hesitated for a moment, "When I was a child, people in the village always said that my mother didn't want me anymore and ran away with someone. I was too young to tell the difference, so I did hate her for a while, but... "

She raised her eyes and smiled at Aunt Song, "...I no longer hate him. I know what kind of person my father is."

"You child...always think about others."

Aunt Song sighed with pity, paused for a moment, and asked, "If your mother is rich now and wants to take you and the children away to live a good life, are you willing?"

[If her biological mother can be good to her and the three children, leaving might be a good thing.]

Fan Qing smiled and shook her head with a faint expression.

"I don't want to."

Auntie Song was stunned, and became anxious the next second, "Why not? She can take you, A'li, Zhuzhu and the others away from this terrible place, to a place where no one knows you, and you don't have to work so hard to earn money to support three children. Qingyi, you..."

[Silly child, your biological mother looks very rich. If you go with her, she will definitely compensate you because she owes you, and then you won't have to raise the children alone!]

"Auntie, if I leave, Brother Wenfeng won't be able to find me when he comes back." Fan Qingyi said softly.

Auntie Song scolded her for being stupid, "What if... Wenfeng is really gone? You will have a better development after you leave with your biological mother, and the children will also have a better education. Qingyi, you..."

"Auntie, I understand what you mean."

Fan Qingyi smiled, "Actually, knowing that my mother has not abandoned me and still misses me is enough. We all have our own new lives, and we just need to be happy."

Auntie Song stared at Fan Qingyi, who looked relieved, for a long time, and sighed heavily.

"You guessed it?"