Chapter 64 Everyone came to Lijia Village!

Li Xiaoya was holding a sweet potato in his hand.

She unconsciously exerted force and the roasted sweet potato was crushed.

Wei Wenqing was even more excited than her and stood up suddenly with a grim expression.

Sheng Yuxiao was not much better. He strode out from the inner room with a cup in his hand. In the cup was milk that he had just made for Li Xiaoya.

He said with a sullen face, "Oh? Relatives came to see you? Who came?"

"It's me!" Wei Lin shouted and got out of the car.

The villagers immediately stretched their necks and looked at the man with surprise and curiosity.

Wei Lin and Wei Zhen are different.

Wei Lin was dressed respectably in a suit and a coat. He had a square face with a dignified and upright look, which gave people a strong sense of reliability.

He looks just like the typical rich guy in TV dramas.

The villagers were instantly shocked by his aura.

Wei Lin walked up to him quickly and greeted him politely, "Mr. Sheng."

Then he squatted down and said to Li Xiaoya in a friendly tone: "Xiaoya, I am your grandfather's godson. You can call me uncle."

Wei Wenqing's face suddenly became even uglier, and he wanted to grab the stove next to him and smash it on Wei Lin's face.

uncle?

He is the duckling's uncle!

Wei Lin is nothing!

It's just something with wolfish ambitions!

Wei Lin's eyes turned red and he didn't notice Wei Wenqing.

His eyes were all fixed on Li Xiaoya.

She is so beautiful...

Even though it is covered in dust in this small mountain valley, a pearl is still a pearl... its powerful genes are really enviable.

"Your grandpa is in poor health and cannot come here to pick you up in person. Your uncle is here to pick you up and take you home for a reunion." When Wei Lin said this, a painful whimper escaped his nose.

"Little Duck, your mother, your mother has already..." Wei Lin continued with a sob.

Wei Wenqing's blood was boiling and his anger was burning.

Ever since he arrived at Li Xiaoya's house and she was the only one left at home... he had almost guessed what would happen to his sister.

So he didn't ask Li Xiaoya again.

He didn't want to remind her of her sadness, nor did he want to indulge himself in pain.

As soon as Wei Lin came here, he immediately brought up this matter.

He doesn't care if a child who lost his mother is sad...

He didn't care about rubbing salt into all of their wounds!

"Well, mom is dead. She's been dead for a long time." Li Xiaoya finally uttered the sound.

The barrage is about to cry.

But I didn’t expect…

【Why is Lai Siu-ya still so calm? 】

Li Xiaoya was not only very calm, she also asked Wei Lin softly: "Are you sad?"

"certainly……"

"Then go and kowtow to your mother." Li Xiaoya turned sideways to make way for him.

Wei Lin's expression almost froze.

Let him kowtow?

He has only kowtowed to the old man in his life!

Li Xiaoya said lightly, "Go ahead. Mom has been waiting for you for a long, long time. Go and talk to Mom."

[Li Xiaoya's attitude is so strange]

[1. Isn't this person her uncle? It's a bit weird that her uncle kowtows to her mother]

Wei Lin wiped his eyes, slowly stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go talk to your mother."

Wei Wenqing almost laughed out loud.

right!

He should kowtow to his sister!

Wei Lin walked in, and halfway through, he finally noticed Wei Wenqing.

Wei Lin paused, but still covered his face in grief and did not rush to greet Wei Wenqing.

When they walked all the way inside, Wei Lin said sadly, "Do you and your mother live in a place like this?"

"Um."

"Your mother has suffered so much, she has gone through so much pain..." Wei Lin covered his face and cried.

Li Xiaoya struggled to pull a large box.

Seeing this, Sheng Yuxiao immediately stepped forward to help pull it out.

After pulling the box out, Li Xiaoya and I carefully took something out of it.

When the camera swept across, everyone was stunned.

[Oh my god! Oh my god! She is truly a top-notch beauty! ]

[Is this Li Xiaoya's mother? She's so beautiful. ]

【Ah, those who kidnap must die! 】

What Li Xiaoya was holding was the only photo of her mother left behind.

That photo used to be a group photo.

It's mom and dad's wedding photo.

Later, her mother died and her father ran away, so Li Xiaoya cut up the photo.

She buried her father's remains in her grandmother's grave.

My mother's photo has been hidden in the box, hidden forever...

"You kowtow." said Li Xiaoya.

Wei Lin's pupils shrank.

The photo was of very poor quality and the lighting in the room was dim, which made the people in the photo look indescribably ghostly.

He calmed himself down, and actually knelt down in front of the photo, kowtowed, and cried, "I am late, I am late..."

Wei Wenqing looked at this scene and felt both refreshed and cold all over.

Wei Lin is really willing to humble himself.

It is precisely because of this that he has always pretended to be so good that no one can expose his hypocritical face!

I really want to tear his face apart in front of the camera...Wei Wenqing's chest heaved as he barely suppressed the emotions surging in his heart.

In comparison, Li Xiaoya seemed much more emotionally stable.

After Wei Lin finished bowing, Li Xiaoya asked him again: "Have you been thinking about your mother?"

"Of course, child. After your mother was lost, your grandfather fell ill immediately, and your aunt went crazy..."

[Oh my god! How could it be so tragic? ]

【Ahh, Li Xiaoya, please come back soon, and reunite with us soon! 】

"What about you?" Li Xiaoya continued to ask.

"Of course I am..."

[Well, now that I mention it, this uncle seems a bit too high-spirited. He certainly doesn’t look like someone who just lost his sister.]

At this time, Li Xiaoya finally shed tears slowly. She said, "You always remember your mother, right?"

"After my mother died, I was very scared. No one in the village was allowed to mention her. Grandpa burned all of my mother's things. I am the only one who still remembers her..."

Wei Lin's breathing stagnated, and then he hugged Li Xiaoya into his arms: "They are so bad! They will get the punishment they deserve!"

Li Xiaoya closed her eyes and tears fell on Wei Lin's shoulders like beads.

Li Xiaoya thought, you are so mean.

Will you get the punishment you deserve?

The villagers watched this family reunion drama with flickering eyes, but soon they all dispersed.

After they walked a long way, they finally said, "What's the point of trafficking?"

"Yes. If your daughter marries me, I will give you 1,000 yuan as a betrothal gift. How can that be called trafficking?"

"The city people here are just too nosy!"

"Is Li Xiaoya's grandfather going to get shot now?"

Xu Qiulai sat in the car, staring at the backs of the villagers leaving, his brows gradually furrowed.

After a while.

She turned her gaze back and saw that Ning Heng, who was sitting next to her, had red eyes.

Ning Heng covered her chest and said, "Alas, Li Xiaoya and her mother are so miserable... I feel like I have creative inspiration again."

Xu Qiulai: "..."

Wei Lin was still saying, "Come on, follow your uncle. When you go back, you can see the place where your mother used to live... It's full of memories related to her."

Li Xiaoya shook his head: "I'm scared."

Wei Lin paused and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"That's my mother's home, but it's unfamiliar. So I'm scared."

"Don't be afraid, uncle, there are still many people who will treat you well..."

"Really?" Li Xiaoya looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Wei Lin knew he couldn't hesitate.

So he nodded vigorously and said, "Really!"