In front of the screen.
Song Bai stared at the old lady on the screen, his eyes gloomy.
The eldest sister-in-law hung up the phone and hurried over to look at Song Bai and Old Man Song, "The information given by the police is that Su Hui and Bai Zhonghui's confessions are the same. Su Hui's mother Su Zhanglin passed away many years ago.
"But I asked the Bai family's steward to find a photo album that Bai Zheming treasured. There was a photo in the album of Su Zhanglin holding Jiang Mingxi."
The sister-in-law handed over the photo.
The woman in the photo is in her thirties, and her features are extremely similar to the old lady on the screen who looks to be in her sixties.
Zhao Jiayuan and Chen Chong could see the birthmark on the arm of the scarred man in the yard. Even though the Song family members who were watching the live broadcast didn't notice it, they could still hear the whispers of Zhao Ke and Zhao Jiayuan in the background.
The man's arm was indeed the same as Bai Zheming's father's arm.
Old Master Song stroked his head and said, "We can't hide this from Bai Zheming. Xiaoxi was too young when the accident happened. It's incredible that a three-year-old can remember so much. It's impossible for him to remember more."
I had kept it a secret from Bai Zheming before because I was afraid that if I failed to verify the other party's identity, Bai Zheming would not be able to bear the disappointment.
But now...
Old Master Song sighed and told Song Bai, "Go inform Bai Zheming, and also tell Mr. Gong."
Song Bai responded and went to call Bai Zheming, who was entangled by Gong Wang's official business.
Two minutes later.
Bai Zheming stood in front of the screen with a grim expression.
Looking at the old lady surrounded by people on the screen.
It had been so long that he almost couldn't remember what Su Zhanglin looked like, but the man with a face full of burn scars and the birthmark exposed on his drooping arm made Bai Zheming's heart tremble violently.
His dad has an identical one.
"If she's Su Zhanglin..." Bai Zheming clenched his fists and stared at the screen. "No matter if the person in the yard is my dad or not, Xiaoxi is in danger now!"
Su Hui could target Jiang Mingxi in Qiaotou Village and drive to hit Jiang Mingxi at the film and television base. If this woman was Su Zhanglin, as Su Hui's mother, what would she do!
As soon as Bai Zheming said this, everyone's expression changed drastically.
Song Bai hurriedly took out his cell phone and called Song Lan.
Then I took out my cell phone.
On the screen.
Song Lan and Jiang Mingxi entered the yard one after another.
Zhao Jiayuan had just helped the old lady sit down on a rattan chair in the yard when Zhao Ke saw Jiang Mingxi and Song Lan come in. He hurried over and wanted to pull Jiang Mingxi and Song Lan out to talk.
Tell me about the birthmark.
The old lady looked towards Jiang Mingxi and said, "Hey, isn't this the child I've been thinking about? I was just talking about him. I always watch your variety show and I like this child. He's so pretty."
The old lady, who had just fallen and had a sore butt that made it difficult for her to stand, had to rely on Zhao Jiayuan for support. As soon as Jiang Mingxi came in, she stood up and walked towards Jiang Mingxi while talking.
The old lady's son looked at her in shock.
When the hell did I start watching live variety shows?
How could he not know?
As she spoke, the old lady walked up to Jiang Mingxi, looked at him with a loving face, and reached out to hold Jiang Mingxi's hand.
…
Everyone outside the screen shuddered.
"Fuck!" Song Bai hurriedly called Song Lan.
Bai Zheming quickly took out his cell phone and called Jiang Mingxi.
…
When Song Lan and Jiang Mingxi were sweeping the yard, they heard that Xiaoxi, a student in the kindergarten, lived here. Jiang Mingxi was thinking about it and wanted to see what Xiaoxi's mother looked like, so he came directly to find her.
I didn't expect that when I came in, I saw the kindergarten's principal, Zhou, here.
Before that strange feeling arose, the old lady came over and said that she liked me.
Jiang Mingxi quickly greeted, "Thank you, grandma, for liking it."
Song Lan's phone vibrated in his pocket, and he reached for it to answer it.
But when Song Lan was about to reach into her pocket, the old lady grabbed Song Lan's hand and smiled. She seemed a little confused and a little unsteady, and fell towards Song Lan.
Song Lan's hand, which was about to take out his cell phone, changed direction and subconsciously went to help the old lady.
He helped the old lady steady herself and looked at Jiang Mingxi with a smile. "I knew you were coming to record the show, so I specially steamed some sweet-scented osmanthus cake for you last night. You must have some. I'm old, and I just like watching young people like you."
…
"Damn! Did she do it on purpose?" Song Bai watched Song Lan fail to answer the call. He gritted his teeth in anger and wanted to call again.
Mr. Song said, "Call the director. I'm afraid no one can pick up the phone."
Song Bai nodded quickly.
…
on site.
The old lady liked Jiang Mingxi very much and looked at him with all her eyes, "I steamed the osmanthus cake for a long time."
As he spoke, he opened the lid of a steamer on the stone table in the yard, revealing plump white osmanthus cakes dotted with yellow osmanthus jam.
The old lady picked up one with chopsticks and handed it to Jiang Mingxi, her face full of love, "Poor thing, have one, it's sweet, eat it, try it, you won't think I'm unclean, will you? I steamed it with all my heart."
[Fuck, why does my scalp tingle when I see this? It feels so weird, but I can't put my finger on it.]
"What's so weird about this? Just because you city people are cold and indifferent doesn't mean we villagers are too. There are many old ladies like this in the village. They are very warm and like to give people food they cook themselves."
[But she just fell down. Wasn’t she in so much pain that she couldn’t stand up?]
[But she also said that she likes Jiang Mingxi very much. She was just asking Zhao Ke and Zhao Jiayuan about Jiang Mingxi. Is there anything wrong with preparing food?]
…
"She's Su Zhanglin!" Bai Zheming stared at the tray of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and suddenly cried out in shock. He turned and yelled at Song Bai, "Have you got through? Quick! Don't let Xiaoxi eat it!"
When Xiaoxi was a child, she loved eating osmanthus cake.
During the time that Su Zhanglin worked at his house, he would steam Xiaoxi every few days.
Bai Zheming was practically shaking with anxiety, his voice hoarse, "Did you get through? Quick!"
Song Bai dialed the director's number, but the call was not connected.
…
Jiang Mingxi took the osmanthus cake handed by the old lady with a smile and smelled it. "It smells so good. Grandma is so good at making it."
Jiang Mingxi was eager to find out about Xiaoxi. He glanced at Teacher Zhou and asked the old lady, "Teacher Zhou said your grandson's name is Xiaoxi? My name is Xiaoxi too, as I mean 'Xi' for 'stream'. What about him?"
The old lady smiled lovingly, "Our creek is also a stream. He loves to eat the osmanthus cake I made. Would you like to try it?"
She urged.
The old lady's son looked at his mother in confusion. Their family never ate osmanthus cake!
What the hell happened today.
As they were talking, Teacher Zhou whispered to him, "You guys keep chatting, I'll go in and see Xiaoxi's mother."
Teacher Zhou said this and walked into the house.
Seeing Teacher Zhou about to enter the room, the old lady urged Jiang Mingxi anxiously, "Hurry up and try it. It's specially made for you. Try it."
Unable to resist the old man's eagerness, Jiang Mingxi took a bite.
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