Chapter 42 "Sui Sui, look at the little sweater that mommy knitted for you..." (1)

That night, both Grandpa Gu and Cen Yanjun were in an uneasy mood.

Because just now, they learned that Mo Sui had given birth to a daughter.

In other words, they had a granddaughter.

What did that child look like?

If Ping An had grown up, would she now pester them to play games like An An did?

Cen Yanjun had guessed that her son had come so far to find Mo Sui for something important, but she had never dreamed that it was for this reason.

Grandpa Gu frowned, "I told you, they are just kidding. This is a marriage, not a game of house for children. It is outrageous that Mo Sui did not even tell Yi Cheng that she was pregnant."

Cen Yanjun was also in a heavy mood and advised: "Think about it from her perspective. They had already broken up at that time. It is not her style to get back together for the child after breaking up. In her opinion, this is not Yi Cheng's style either. It is not easy for an actress to hide away and give birth to a child at the peak of her career and go through so many things. We are the grandparents and they are the parents of the child. No matter how sad we are now, it will be doubled or even a hundred times for them."

Old Man Gu lowered his head to clean up the chessboard, as if only by finding something to do could he feel better.

"I don't blame the child. "He said, "I just feel angry and sad. The way young people today date is really different from when we were young. In our era, if we were dating and something went wrong, I would run to your house to talk it out. What about them? Nowadays, we have cars, planes, telephones and mobile phones, and the Internet is so developed, but how can they just stop contacting each other? "

Cen Yanjun was also very emotional.

Fortunately, after so many twists and turns, they can finally be honest with each other.

However, thinking of the child who once existed, her heart was a little sad.

Old Man Gu stood up again and walked around the living room with his mobile phone.

What his son meant just now was that he suspected that the death of the child that year was not an accident.

If this is the case, their Gu family will never forgive the person who did such a cruel thing, and the other party must be punished by law.

Although the child is no longer here, her parents and grandparents must make the truth of that year come to light.

Old Man Gu lowered his head and dialed the number.

Cen Yanjun was surprised: "You are really familiar with the funeral home and crematorium? "

I called Director Pan of the Civil Affairs Bureau. The funeral home belongs to the local Civil Affairs Bureau!" Grandpa Gu said unhappily.

...

Early the next morning, Gu Yicheng rushed to the Beicheng City Funeral Home.

The answer given by Director Pan was the same as what the director of the First People's Hospital said yesterday.

They said that after so many years, they really couldn't remember whether there was such a child at the time. But the bureau and the hospital are doing things according to the rules, and there should be no mistakes.

The clues were cut off here.

"Little Gu, your father called me last night and mentioned this. I understand that it is difficult for you to accept all this, but the dead cannot be resurrected, so please accept my condolences. "Director Pan patted him on the shoulder and said.

When he walked out of the funeral home, Gu Yicheng's cell phone rang.

It was An An calling.

The little guy's voice was sweet: "Dad, where have you been?"

Gu Yicheng lowered the camera of his cell phone, facing his face, and smiled gently: "Dad went out to do something and will be home soon. Does An An miss Dad?"

He opened the car door, got in the car, and prepared to go home early to accompany the child.

However, the chubby face of the little dumpling turned to the camera of the phone watch and said softly: "Dad, go to work, Mom will take An An out to play!"

"An An, carry the little water bottle." Mo Sui's gentle voice came.

An An said seriously: "Dad, see you in the evening! "

In just a blink of an eye, the video call was hung up.

Gu Yicheng:...

It sounds like An An doesn't really want him to go home.

His little cotton-padded jacket is leaking again.

On the other side, An An put on the small water bottle and sat on the ground to put on her shoes.

Mo Sui squatted in front of her, tied the shoelaces for the little girl, and hooked her nose: "Dad is at work, why did you call him again?"

An An tilted her head: "I didn't disturb Dad."

Mo Sui smiled and rubbed her hair: "But he should really like to be disturbed by our An An. "

Director He agreed to let Mo Sui take a day off, but only for two days.

Mo Sui promised An An that he would accompany her to any place she wanted to go during these two days.

Originally, she wanted to go with Gu Yicheng, but he seemed to be very busy. When she woke up in the morning, he was nowhere to be seen.

"Before going out to play, An An has to accompany her mother to a place first." Mo Sui said.

An An was very patient and cooperated with her mother unconditionally.

She sat in the safety seat, looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, and then looked at the passenger seat.

"Mom, when can An An sit in that position?"

"Twelve years old, wait until you are taller and can wear an adult's seat belt, then you can sit in the passenger seat."

"Is twelve years old a long time?"

Mo Sui thought about it carefully and told her, "Very soon. "

In the past, I always felt that every day was hard to endure, and I didn't know when it would end, but now, she doesn't think so.

The three of them accompany each other, and time will pass in the blink of an eye.

And every day is worth looking forward to.

Mo Sui took An An to Shenghua Film and Television.

Early in the morning, Fu Changming called her directly and asked her to discuss the details of the variety show.

The car stopped at the door of Shenghua Film and Television's office building.

"Ms. Mo, I'll help you park the car. President Fu is waiting for you in the office." The young and beautiful female secretary leaned over, tapped on the car window, and said with a smile.

Mo Sui handed the car keys to the female secretary and took An An out of the car.

The front desk lady entered the elevator, swiped her card, and took her to Fu Changming's office on the top floor.

"An An, you sit here and wait for mom, okay?" Mo Sui pointed to the sofa outside the office and asked.

"Okay." The little dumpling climbed onto the sofa, flicking his little feet, and curiously observed everything around him.

Is this the company? An An came to the company for the first time, but it didn't seem to be fun here.

Mo Sui entered the office.

Fu Changming smiled and said, "Xiao Mo, you are finally here."

He got straight to the point and introduced Mo Sui to the variety show he had mentioned before.

This is a role-playing reality show, which is recorded and broadcast. The producer hopes that Mo Sui will participate in it and serve as a judge.

"Xiao Mo, I want to discuss something with you." Fu Changming said, "This is a reality show, but it is also a talent show. The actors who are selected can get film contracts. There are many actors now who lack an opportunity. I wonder if you are willing to give them this opportunity?"

Fu Changming's meaning was very clear.

Although Mo Sui is a judge, she cannot give her own opinions on the judging. She has to select actors according to the arrangement of the program group.

"In other words, although I am a judge, the contestants I choose and even my judgment of their acting skills must be interpreted according to the script." Mo Sui's tone became cold.

Fu Changming smiled: "He is my old friend who organizes this variety show. I still trust his character. Even if you want to put someone in the program group, it won't be too outrageous."

"Mr. Fu, you should find someone else." Mo Sui said.

The smile on Fu Changming's lips froze slightly.

"You know me, I can't speak against my conscience." Mo Sui said calmly, looking at An An outside the office. At this time, an adult was standing next to the little girl, chatting with her.

This child is getting less and less shy.

You know, before, she just blinked her eyes when she saw anyone and didn't dare to speak loudly.

"In other words, you want me to help you turn down this show?" Fu Changming's body leaned forward slightly, and his aura was compelling.

Mo Sui smiled: "Mr. Fu, don't embarrass me."

The atmosphere seemed to be deadlocked suddenly.

The corners of Mo Sui's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a bit of smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Mo Sui never shifted his gaze, looking at him quietly.

It is impossible for her to give in, nor is it possible for her to make money by doing something against her conscience. This circle is already filthy enough. Although she has no ability to change the status quo, she will not sink with the capital.

I don't know how long it has been, but there is a hearty laugh in the office.

"Xiao Mo, I really didn't misjudge you." Fu Changming said in a kind tone, stretched out his hand, pointed at Mo Sui, and looked like he couldn't do anything to her, "In fact, I have already helped you to refuse my friend before you refused."

Mo Sui smiled slightly.

Fu Changming is not so idle. If it is really what he said, he would not have asked her to come here specially.

Now, he is just finding a step for me to step down.

"In this case, then I will take the child back first." Mo Sui said.

Fu Changming nodded, stood up and made a "please" gesture: "I'll take you there."

At this time, An An was sitting on the sofa outside the office, looking up at a beautiful aunt.

She was pretty, wearing a white dress, with her long hair tied up low and falling on her chest.

Seeing An An, she squatted down with a smile and said, "Where did such a cute child come from?"

An An tilted her head: "My mother brought me here."

The other party smiled: "Who is your mother?"

An An raised her head and saw Mo Sui coming out. She said happily: "That's my mother!"

"Yuge, why are you here?" Fu Changming walked over and put his arms around her waist, introducing her to Mo Sui, "This is my wife, Jiang Yuge. She has been living abroad for so many years and just returned yesterday."

Jiang Yuge snuggled in her husband's arms, smiled and said, "Are you Mo Sui? I often hear Changming mention you. He said you are the most talented actor he has ever seen."

It was the first time Mo Sui met Fu Changming's wife.

She smiled and nodded: "Mrs. Fu."

"Call me Yu Ge." Jiang Yu Ge's voice was very pleasant, as gentle as the breeze and drizzle.

After a while of greeting, An An interrupted the conversation with a yawn.

Mo Sui said: "The children are in a hurry to go out and play, we'll leave first."

An An finally waited for this moment, and ran to press the elevator button.

Mo Sui followed her footsteps, and the mother and daughter held hands and left Shenghua Film and Television.

Looking at their backs, Jiang Yuge said enviously, "It's great that mother and daughter go out to play together."

"It's also good to live in a world of two like us." Fu Changming touched her hair, took her hand and went back to the office, and said, "Why don't you rest at home? You are not in good health and haven't adjusted to the time difference yet, but you ran to my place, which really makes me worry."

Jiang Yuge said softly, "I have rested enough. It's boring to just lie down."

Fu Changming shook his head, "I really can't do anything about you. Next time you are bored at home, just call me and I will be back."

Jiang Yuge responded softly with a happy smile.

But when she entered the office, she turned back quietly and glanced at the direction where Mo Sui and An An left.

She also wanted to have a child of her own, but it was a pity that there would never be such a day.

…

It was not until the evening that Mo Sui brought An An home.

The little girl was so energetic that she seemed to not know how to write the word “tired”. As soon as she got home, she picked up a small puzzle to study.

Seeing An An having fun alone, Mo Sui went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

When she lived on her own in the past, she didn’t have to think about three meals a day. She mostly ordered a salad, and even if she went into the kitchen, she didn’t have to turn on the stove.

But now it’s different. Children can only grow up quickly if they eat well.

“Mom, what are we having for dinner today?” came the baby voice.

"Mom, show the little cat what's in the refrigerator." Mo Sui said with a smile.

But when she opened the refrigerator, she was stunned.

There was nothing inside except a few eggs.

She joined the crew half a month ago and took An An away at that time.

After the child was picked up by Gu Yicheng, he stayed at his grandparents' house for a day and went home after having a full meal yesterday.

Mo Sui and Gu Yicheng broke up and got together again. They have been together for many years, but they hardly lived together, except for the time when they participated in the show.

She thought he had a regular schedule and took good care of herself, but it turned out that when she and the child were not at home, Gu Yicheng's three meals were just a mess.

"Mom, isn't there anything delicious today?" Xiaotuanzi ran over, looked at the refrigerator, and said in surprise.

Mo Sui came to her senses and closed the refrigerator: "Let's go shopping. Mom is going to cook a big meal today."

"Okay!" An An nodded her head as enthusiastically as a chicken eating rice.

She remembered that her mother made delicious food on the show, and it was so delicious!

...

Mo Sui has never been to a vegetable market.

But for An An, grocery shopping is simply a familiar task.

Xiaotuanzi led her mother, sometimes to the vegetable stall, and sometimes to buy meat and seafood.

The mother and daughter were recognized very quickly. The uncles and aunts at the stalls were very enthusiastic. Even if the children only bought a carrot, they would give them a few more okra.

Mo Sui waved her hands desperately: "No, no, we can't finish it."

"Why are you being so polite, my lady? Put it in the refrigerator if you can't finish it!" The aunt was a generous person. While talking, she stuffed them with a handful of green onions.

Mo Sui was carrying a plastic bag, and she really didn't dare to be polite anymore, for fear that if she was not careful, the aunt would stuff a lot of food into her bag again. She could only thank them vigorously.

After leaving the vegetable market, the mother and daughter were panting with exhaustion. It was not easy for them to send a bunch of vegetables home.

When they got home, Gu Yicheng had already returned.

He quickly took the plastic bag from Mo Sui, and took out the carrots and ten okra from An An's pocket, and laughed: "Why did you buy so many vegetables? You have to go back to the crew the day after tomorrow, and you can't finish all the vegetables you bought."

"Buy more, you can eat them on weekdays." Mo Sui said, "There is nothing in the refrigerator, how did you solve it these days?"

Gu Yicheng was stunned for a moment.

After reacting, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

She is learning to care about him.

At dinner that day, Mo Sui hugged herself and said that she would show her skills in front of Xiaotuanzi.

An An is a loyal fan of her mother. Her beautiful almond eyes immediately turned into starry eyes, and she was looking forward to it.

Mo Sui went into the kitchen to cook, and the scene was particularly noisy, with the sound of "clang clang dang dang" ringing repeatedly.

Gu Yicheng looked inside for several times.

"Dad, are you worried?" An An asked with her head tilted.

Gu Yicheng made a "huh" gesture on the little girl's mouth: "If the dinner that mom makes is not delicious later, don't tell An An, she will be sad."

An An frowned and said seriously: "How can the food cooked by mom not be delicious?"

In her heart, mom is the best, even cooking is also a culinary champion!

Gu Yicheng was amused by An An and pressed her head.

In the past, he thought he was Mo Sui's number one fan, but now that An An is here, he can only admit defeat.

"An An, wash your hands and have dinner." More than an hour later, Mo Sui's voice rang out.

For someone who is not good at cooking, cooking is like a war. She couldn't stand the mess on the kitchen island.

Gu Yicheng held An An in his arms and washed her hands. The father and daughter came to the dining table together.

There were many dishes on the table.

Steamed prawns, steamed eggs, steamed eggplant, steamed tofu with minced meat, and a plate of steamed cod.

Mo Sui was a little proud. She took off her apron and asked An An, "Is it great?"

"It's so great!" the little dumpling said excitedly.

After she finished speaking, she saw her mother looking at her father, so she asked again, "Dad, do you think it's great?"

"Very great." In order not to dampen her enthusiasm, Gu Yicheng immediately nodded in cooperation, and went to the kitchen to mix a dish of chili sauce.

That night, every dish on their dining table was eaten cleanly.

Little fan An An's taste was not strong, so steamed dishes were delicious to her. She ate the rice with a small spoon, enjoying it with relish.

Big fan Gu Yicheng thought the dishes were too light, but because Mo Sui cooked them herself, he could actually taste the flavors as he ate. Of course, the biggest contributor was the chili sauce.

After dinner, after clearing the dishes, the couple played on the slide with their child.

Little Tuanzi climbed up the slide, slid down with a "whoosh", sat on the ground, and looked back at her parents.

Only after her parents clapped their hands and said she was great, did An An shyly stand up.

"What's so great about this..." She scratched her head.

Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui looked at each other.

He was not attentive enough to coax the child and was discovered.

At 8:30 in the evening, after playing until the last bit of power was drained, Little Tuanzi finally went back to his room to sleep.

"Are you asleep?" Gu Yicheng leaned against the door of the master bedroom and asked softly.

Mo Sui nodded, rubbed his sore shoulders, and walked out of the room.

Playing with children for a day is more tiring than shooting a night scene.

Gu Yicheng looked at her and wanted to massage her shoulders, but when he raised his hand, he hesitated again. He

had been rejected too many times before, and for a moment, he did not dare to act rashly.

When the two people passed by, Mo Sui raised her head and saw his hands frozen in mid-air.

She quickly realized what he wanted to do and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm going to heat the milk, do you want me to?"

"Let me help you."

In the quiet living room, the couple stayed together, one holding a warm cup of milk, and the other packing up toys for An An.

They had lived an awkward marriage for such a long time, and although the knot in their hearts has been untied now, it is difficult to return to the original state for a while.

It's like everyone wants to take a step forward, but they don't have enough courage.

But they all know that everything will get better slowly.

"Have you been busy these two days?" Mo Sui broke the silence, coughed lightly, and took a sip of the milk cup, "I haven't seen you at home."

Gu Yicheng put An An's Barbie doll into the storage box, and his hand paused when he heard her words.

After a while, he said, "I went to the First People's Hospital and the funeral home."

They agreed that this time, there would be no secrets.

Mo Sui's hand holding the milk cup unconsciously tightened, because she pinched too hard, her fingertips were also white.

When she raised her head again, she asked softly: "Why?"

Gu Yicheng expressed his thoughts.

The wall clock in the living room made a ticking sound.

After a long time, she found her voice: "Did you find out anything?"

Gu Yicheng shook his head: "The doctors in the hospital have faced too many births, old age, sickness and death, and they have no impression of our children."

"What about the funeral home?" Mo Sui asked with a trembling voice.

Gu Yicheng still shook his head, stood up, gently held Mo Sui in his arms, and whispered to comfort: "Maybe I think too much."

The steady heartbeat made her gradually calm down.

Her slender hand fell on his black shirt and tightened gently.

Mo Sui didn't expect that Mo Yaqin actually knew that she had secretly attended her father's funeral.

Countless thoughts flooded her mind, almost tangled, she was a little dazed, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated.

Is this really something her mother could do?

Suddenly, she spoke: "Let's go to the hospital again. I have photos of the children. Let's take the photos to ask the doctors and nurses."

"What if she is really so cruel?" Gu Yicheng asked.

"Even if the truth is cruel, we have to find the answer." Mo Sui said, "Otherwise, the baby will blame me."

...

The next morning, Cen Yanjun and Old Man Gu received a call from Gu Yicheng and came to pick up An An.

"An'an, play with grandpa and grandma first, and mom will pick you up in the evening." Mo Sui said.

Cen Yanjun looked at Mo Sui worriedly.

Even if she tried her best to smile in front of the child, the fatigue in her eyes could not be deceived.

She and her husband had experienced many ups and downs, but she couldn't sleep well last night because of the child's matter.

Not to mention Mo Sui and Gu Yicheng, they are the child's parents.

"Will you come in the evening?" An'an tilted her head.

"Yes." Gu Yicheng promised seriously.

Mo Sui rubbed her hair: "I will definitely take An An home, otherwise our little frog An An won't be able to sleep."

"The crew just called me, and the director uncle said that there will be no scenes for me in the next two days, so I can rest for two more days and recuperate." She added, "So, Mom can stay with An An for a long time next time."

An An wanted to say something.

At this time, Grandpa Gu spoke.

"My gardener is here."

An An blinked.

Great, I can prune the branches again!

After the old couple took An An away, Mo Sui and Gu Yicheng set off for the First People's Hospital of Beicheng City.

Along the way, Mo Sui's mood was very complicated.

That year, when she rushed back from the crew, Mo Yaqin had already completed all the formalities.

Mo Sui almost collapsed when she learned that she didn't even see her child for the last time. For several nights, she fell asleep holding the death certificate and cremation certificate.

But even so, she never doubted her mother.

Because Mo Yaqin was very patient and meticulous when taking care of the child, and after the child passed away, she did lose more than ten pounds and was almost skin and bones.

But it was not until now that Mo Sui knew that Mo Yaqin had known about her going to her father's funeral.

She and Gu Yicheng had the same suspicion.

Is it possible that Mo Yaqin suffocated the child to death?

The couple rushed to the hospital.

Just like yesterday, they first went to find the doctor who issued the death certificate.

The doctor shook his head: "Sorry, I really don't remember."

Mo Sui opened the photo album on his phone again and handed the screen to the doctor: "Take another look at this child. She has quilt-covering syndrome-"

"Sorry." The doctor shook his head again, "I really don't remember."

Gu Yicheng looked at the appearance of their daughter in the photo.

The child was lying in the crib, wearing milky white clothes, and her sleeping face was like a little angel.

He lowered the curtains and took Mo Sui out of the clinic.

"Doctor, I can't remember." Mo Sui muttered to himself, and suddenly pulled him, "And the nurse, let's go find the nurse." The dean

went on a business trip early in the morning, and Gu Yicheng contacted a friend who worked in the hospital to find out the nurse on duty that day.

Now the nurse has been transferred to the surgery department. When she saw the photo of the child, she frowned and shook her head: "The children all look the same. I really don't have any impression of them."

Gu Yicheng's friend, whose surname is Liu, is a doctor in this hospital.

Seeing the couple's persistence, he comforted them: "The doctor will determine the cause of the child's death. If the child was indeed sent to the hospital for rescue, then the cause of death will not be a problem. Otherwise, we will report it to the police."

Mo Sui lowered his head and kept flipping through the photo album on his mobile phone.

The nurse said that the children all look the same...

After a long time, Mo Sui flipped out another photo: "What about her? Do you have any impression of her?"

This is a photo of Mo Yaqin.

When she was going through the formalities of admission to the nursing home, she needed a single-inch photo. Mo Sui took her to take a photo, and the photo studio later sent the photo to her.

"She was the one who came to the hospital with the child to be rescued. Do you remember her?" She stared at the nurse, her eyes full of desire, "Please, take a closer look."

The nurse shook her head helplessly, took Mo Sui's phone, and said, "We usually meet a lot of people. You suddenly took out a photo like this, and we really-"

However, before she finished speaking, she was stunned for a moment: "This person..."

Doctor Liu asked, "What's wrong with this person?"

Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui's hearts were in their throats at the same time.

"I remember her. She often came to our emergency room for a while. She had a very strange personality. She would complain to the nurses if she didn't agree with anything. So I have a deep impression of her." said the nurse. When

another nurse heard her say this, she also came over curiously.

"It's her?" the other party was surprised.

At this moment, Mo Sui's heart seemed to be about to jump out of his throat.

The truth that he had been eager to know finally came to him, but he didn't know how to face it.

She tried her best to sort out her emotions, her face pale: "What was her reaction after learning the news of her child's death?"

"Child?" said the nurse, "I didn't see her bringing the child over. I thought it was strange at the time, and couldn't figure out why she was making such a fuss."

Mo Sui's body swayed, and she pressed her hands on the nurse's desk: "Why was she making a fuss?"

"It's been so many years, I can't remember clearly." The nurse apologized.

Seeing that Mo Sui could hardly stand, Gu Yicheng held her shoulders tightly, took a deep breath, and asked: "Can you find the surveillance at that time?"

Doctor Liu said: "The current surveillance video storage time will not exceed three months at most. Otherwise, you can try to apply to the relevant public security personnel. There may be a backup, but the hope is not great."

Gu Yicheng and Mo Sui left the hospital and went to the Public Security Bureau.

Even though the hope was slim, Mo Sui had a strong premonition in his heart.

Maybe their child is still alive.

...

At this time, Mo Yaqin was sitting alone in the garden of the nursing home.

"Aunt Mo, the weather is too hot. You will get heatstroke if you keep sunbathing." Huang, a nurse, came over and said with a headache.

Mo Yaqin has been quiet since the last time she made a scene.

No one knows what her son-in-law said, but she seems to be very normal these days. She is either watching TV in the suite or chatting with other old ladies. She eats three meals a day, tidies up the plates after eating, and says thank you to the cleaning staff who comes to clean up.

But she didn't expect that after a few days of silence, the old lady would start again.

Huang, the nurse, knows that the elderly, like children, need to be coaxed, but even the elderly's own children may not have such awareness, let alone a working person like her.

At this moment, she looked at Mo Yaqin who was sitting in the scorching sun and basked in the sun, and sighed.

No matter how impatient she was, there was nothing she could do. The old lady would complain whenever she was unhappy. It was her bad luck to be assigned to take care of such an old person.

"Aunt Mo, let's go back to the room," said Huang.

Mo Yaqin shook her head, looking hesitant: "I don't want to go back."

Huang smiled and said: "It will be troublesome if you get heatstroke, if--"

Halfway through her words, she looked in the direction of Mo Yaqin.

Under the shade of the trees in the garden, two children were playing football.

"This is probably the grandson or granddaughter of an old lady in the courtyard." Huang explained, "Children often come with their parents to visit their grandmother or grandmother, but they can't stay idle in the room, so they go downstairs to play."

Mo Yaqin listened blankly without saying a word.

Huang couldn't persuade her to go back, but seeing her sitting quietly, he was relieved.

"Auntie Mo, I'll get you an umbrella."

Huang turned and left.

Mo Yaqin had been staring blankly at the two children playing, and suddenly she laughed.

The phone rang at this time, interrupting her smile.

Mo Yaqin didn't wear reading glasses, so she could only squint to look at the phone screen.

Seeing that it was her daughter calling, she happily picked up the phone.

Mo Sui asked: "Why did you go to the hospital to make a fuss? You came alone at that time, where is the child?"

Mo Yaqin seemed to not understand what she said at all: "Sui Sui, this is your first time filming, does the director like you?"

On the other end, Mo Sui was silent for a long time: "What are you talking about?"

"Although this role has few scenes, there is room for you to show your talents. As long as you perform well, you will definitely have many opportunities in the future. If you become the heroine in the future, your father will definitely regret it, but regret is useless. Who told him not to want us mother and daughter? We live our own good lives and ignore him." Mo Yaqin laughed while talking, always immersed in her own world.

Mo Sui, standing outside the Public Security Bureau, held the phone in his hand, with a stunned look on his face.

Mo Yaqin's memory faded back to the year when she was sixteen, when she had just made her debut and filmed her first movie.

Although it was just a small role, it left a deep impression on the audience, and because of this, she got many opportunities to participate in excellent works.

She returned to the Public Security Bureau.

The police were very efficient. Not only did they find the backup of the hospital surveillance four years ago, they also immediately retrieved the video of the day the child died.

For seven hours, they played the surveillance video of that day at double speed, and many eyes stared at it, but Mo Yaqin was nowhere to be seen at the hospital gate or outside the emergency room.

In other words, on that day four years ago, Mo Yaqin did not take their daughter to the hospital.

So what happened to the certificate written in black and white and stamped?

When she raised her head again, Mo Sui's eyes were filled with tears, and it took her a long time to find her voice: "Did she forge someone else's death certificate and cremation certificate?"

Gu Yicheng could not hide his excitement: "Our daughter may still be alive!"

...

On the other side, after An An finished pruning the branches, it was almost dark.

After dinner, she wandered around the huge living room, thinking about what else to do.

There were so many puzzles at grandma's house, but she was bored. She held her chin with her hands and looked unhappy.

Cen Yanjun said, "Little girl, what do you want to play? Tell me, I'll let the eldest grandfather play with you."

Old man Gu frowned.

It would be fine if he wanted to play with the little girl, since he was free anyway.

But why was he still called "eldest grandfather" even though he had known the child for many days?

He now suspected that this whole family was just here to piss him off.

In comparison, the daughter-in-law who looked the most unreliable was more polite to him.

The old man sighed.

"What can Grandpa play with me?" An An asked listlessly.

"Eagle chasing chicken? Old wolf, old wolf, what time? Throwing handkerchief?" Cen Yanjun named several old games in one breath.

But these games were played by her son when he was in kindergarten. It's a different era now, and her little granddaughter wouldn't like them.

Cen Yanjun also sighed. There were too few toys at home. Tomorrow morning, she would ask the driver to take her to buy a car full of toys.

Two old people and one young one were in a tangle at the same time.

No one knew how long it had been, An An suddenly said, "Ah! Got it!"

"What?" Cen Yanjun asked curiously.

"I want to see frogs." Little Dumpling said seriously.

After playing the frog game with her mother that day, an idea popped up in her little head - she wanted to see real frogs.

This stumped Cen Yanjun, and she wondered: "Where can I see frogs? Are there any in the zoo?"

An An had been to the zoo.

She counted all the small animals she had seen with her little fingers, and finally said seriously: "There are no frogs in the zoo."

Cen Yanjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Little girl, you have to say something we can do. For example, buy toys, go to the park, watch cartoons, etc.... It's so late now, where can we find frogs for you?"

The little dumpling said "ah", and then turned to look at the old man.

The old man leaned on the sofa to read the newspaper, pushed his reading glasses, and glanced at An An.

"Can't I see frogs?" An An's baby voice was full of disappointment.

Cen Yanjun smiled and rubbed her head: "There's really no other way, let's play something else."

An An is not a child who would embarrass others, but she really wants to see the frog, and she wants to take a picture of the little frog with her phone watch and send it to her mother.

She lowered her eyelids, then raised her head and went to find Grandpa Gu.

"Grandpa, do you have any solution?" An An asked.

She remembered that Grandpa said he was the smartest person in the family.

After a glimmer of hope was rekindled in her heart, the little girl blinked her eyes and looked at Grandpa Gu expectantly.

The old man thought about it carefully and put down the newspaper: "There is a way, but you have to agree to one of my requests first, do you agree?"

An An's eyes sparkled and he nodded vigorously: "Sure!"

"Call me Grandpa." said Grandpa Gu.

Cen Yanjun pushed him: "Don't promise things you can't do. Aren't you afraid that the little girl will be sad?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, An An had already answered the question.