Zhang Moyan listened to Chen Guanfu's words in shock. Who exactly was this man before her, let's just say his "further grandfather"? He'd painstakingly raised his granddaughter for twenty-two years, and he wasn't even saying thank you?!
Considering the man's age, Zhang Moyan held back the words that were about to be lashed out. She took a deep breath and spoke through her teeth, "I regret not choosing the express mail method to pick up the report."
What she meant was that she didn't want to see Chen Guanfu again in the short term.
Chen Guanfu didn't feel disgusted after hearing this. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Ms. Fujiwara. Ms. Fujiwara understood what he meant and opened her handbag. She took out something like a piece of paper and handed it to Zhang Moyan with both hands.
"Ms. Zhang, please keep this photo."
Fujiwara Nanako's expression can be described as "solemn". Zhang Moyan couldn't help but reach out to take the photo.
"What is this?!" Zhang Moyan's hand, which was pinching a corner of the photo, was shaking slightly, and her eyes were fixed on the photo in her hand without blinking.
"This is where your mother is buried."
Zhang Moyan suddenly looked up and met Chen Guanfu's frank and calm gaze.
"I was thinking of giving you this photo another time, but now it seems like it's okay to give it to you now."
It was as if a ball of cotton suddenly blocked her chest, and Zhang Moyan felt she couldn't breathe. She lowered her head again - the photo in her hand was taken at dusk. In her view was an endless green wheat field. A breeze was blowing, and the wheat waves were all bowing their heads. In the distance, there was a towering mulberry tree in the afterglow of the setting sun. Under the lush tree cover, the setting sun used its last rays of light to outline the silhouette of a tomb.
All the blood in his body seemed to rush to the fingertips that were holding the photo. His heart was pounding against his chest, making the whole world rumble and spin. The oxygen seemed to be rapidly sucked away. Zhang Moyan's breathing quickened and he could hardly stand.
Although it is just a photo, it seems to awaken some connection deep in the soul at the first sight.
"She, she really has..." Zhang Moyan's voice was already hoarse, and two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks as her vocal cords vibrated. "How did you find her? Didn't the Geng family try so hard to find her?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Guanfu shook his head in disdain: "That's called exerting strength?!"
One sentence seemed to encompass all his efforts.
"Please tell me where this place is?" Zhang Moyan asked while crying.
Chen Guanfu moved his cane and made room: "Sorry, I can't tell you now."
"Not now? Only then?" Zhang Moyan couldn't control her emotions anymore. Chen Guanfu's fishing-like behavior was really disgusting.
"Ms. Zhang, don't get excited. The gentleman is right. It's not the right time yet. We have to wait until the appraisal report comes out!" Fujiwara Nanako came up to stop Zhang Moyan.
After her reminder, Zhang Moyan calmed down a little. Yes, without confirming her and Chen Guanfu's identities, her mother-son relationship with Chen Yun was also not confirmed. It was reasonable for Chen Guanfu to refuse to tell her where Chen Yun's grave was. It was the same as she had to wait for the report to come out before asking Chen Guanfu about the whole story.
"Okay, then let's wait for the report to come out." Zhang Moyan wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand.
Fujiwara Nanako took out a handkerchief and handed it to her distressedly: "Come, good girl, wipe it first. I will definitely tell you later and take you to worship together."
Zhang Moyan nodded while holding the photo, and she and Ms. Fujiwara looked at Chen Guanfu together. Chen Guanfu looked at her with a complicated expression. He did not express his opinion for a long time, and then said after a while: "You have to have the courage to meet her."
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