It was unknown how long it took before Zheng Xinyi came out of the inner room holding the child.
"Sister-in-law, you are very weak. Why don't you lie on the kang for a while longer?" Cheng Haoting went over to support her.
"Dad, I still have something to say about Haoyu." Zheng Xinyi said seriously.
Cheng Haoyang glanced at Cheng Dayu and stepped forward to ask, "Sister-in-law, are you really sure that something happened to my brother?"
"A lot has happened during this period. I have received all the letters you wrote home. The reason I haven't replied to you is because I don't know how to tell you." Zheng Xinyi's tone was filled with guilt.
"After not receiving any reply from you for such a long time, we guessed that something must have happened. If you didn't come back, I planned to let Haoyang go there in person, but I never expected that my son would pass away like this." Cheng Dayu's voice was a little choked.
"Dad, please listen to me first. We all thought Haoyu died on the battlefield, but not long ago, Huang Lei received a letter from home. His father said that he saw Haoyu in a new theater troupe in Beijing." Zheng Xinyi said.
Everyone turned their gazes to her. Zhang Fengrong, who was in the inner room, heard this and immediately ran out barefoot from the kang, "What did you just say?"
"Mom, don't get excited. I'm not really sure what exactly happened." Zheng Xinyi responded.
Cheng Haoting took out her shoes and coat and put them on Zhang Fengrong, then helped her sit on the stool.
"Xinyi, what's going on? How did Haoyu end up in a Beijing theater troupe?" Cheng Dayu asked in a puzzled tone.
"I don't know the specific situation." Zheng Xinyi responded in detail.
"Sister-in-law, if that person is really my brother, why wouldn't he have stopped contacting his family? I wonder if I was mistaken. That person just looks a bit like my brother." Cheng Haoting analyzed rationally.
"No, no, that person must be Haoyu, it must be Haoyu. My son will not die so easily. He must still be alive. Dayu, I have a strong premonition that our son is still alive." Zhang Fengrong said, holding Cheng Dayu's arm.
Cheng Haoting and Cheng Haoyang looked at each other without saying a word.
"My mother and I have the same premonition." Zheng Xinyi responded with some excitement.
"Xinyi, what is the purpose of your coming back this time?" Cheng Dayu asked.
"Dad, my friend's father is not a person who likes to talk nonsense. He won't say anything unless he is sure. Although I don't know what happened to Haoyu in Beijing, I have a strong feeling that he is still alive, so I plan to go to Beijing to find him." Zheng Xinyi said what she was thinking in one breath.
"Kid, do you want to go to Beijing to find him in person?" Cheng Dayu asked with his eyes wide open.
"That's right. I have two reasons for coming back this time. First, I know I haven't contacted my family for a while, and you must be worried. Second, I want to send Ai Yu back." Zheng Xinyi responded seriously.
Cheng Dayu nodded slightly and said, "Alright, no matter if the person in Beijing is Haoyu or not, now that we have the news, we should go over and get to the bottom of it. So, I'll let Haoyang go with you, so you two can have company along the way."
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