Chapter 184: Uncle An suddenly appears
"Okay, go ahead, but don't forget to eat." An Qianqian said weakly.
"I know. Don't sleep too long. Remember to get up and move around."
The young couple cares about each other.
"Yeah, I know."
Mao Jianwen was busy for three days and basically got what he wanted, and had it sent to Kyoto.
He stayed behind to play with his wife.
After the first three days, An Qianqian felt full of energy.
Today, the two of them plan to go to the City God Temple.
This is a well-protected scenic spot in Lu Province.
Authentic Luzhou style.
Looking at the scene of people coming and going, An Qianqian was full of energy and immediately joined the crowd.
If Mao Jianwen hadn't held her hands tightly, she would probably not be seen now.
Just as the two of them were having a great time strolling around, an old man came up to them.
With an expression of disbelief on his face, he said, "Hello, little girl." His voice trembled a little.
An Qianqian was eating a box of cookies in her hand. She stopped when someone patted her twice.
"Uncle, is there anything wrong?" She looked at the old man and was a little worried that he might be committing fraud.
"Little girl, are you free?" The old man quickly calmed down and his expression changed.
"The old man would like to invite you for a cup of tea, okay?" The more he looked at the girl, the more she looked like him, so much so that it frightened him.
If she wasn't alive, he would have thought...
There were so many things that happened to Fahe back then, and the An family was in turmoil. In order to prevent their younger brother from being involved, they would not cut off their contact with him.
After they settled down, they did try to look for him, but the person was long gone.
For so many years, he thought he would never see her again, but now, he saw that this little girl really looked so much like his younger brother.
An Qianqian was a little confused and looked at Mao Jianwen, while Mao Jianwen looked around himself and was finally defeated by the old man's pleading eyes.
The people who followed them also gathered around.
Only the old man didn't notice it.
"good."
The old man led them away from the crowd and soon arrived at a small teahouse.
"Don't be fooled by the fact that there aren't many people here, but the tea is delicious. This is the most authentic teahouse on this street."
Perhaps after walking for a while, the old man calmed himself down and was in the mood to introduce this small teahouse to the two of them.
Neither of them drank and did not speak.
Soon he was taken to a private room on the second floor.
It is worthy of being the teahouse praised by the old man. The environment is really good.
"What kind of tea would you like to drink? What kind of snacks would you like to eat?" the old man asked the two of them.
Only when he got upstairs did he realize that there was someone following them.
It can be seen that his identity is not ordinary, but fortunately I have no ill intentions.
"Just listen to the old man." In this matter, Mao Jianwen excluded An Qianqian in a protective manner.
"That's fine. Their Longjing tea is good, and their Maojian tea is authentic and in season. As for dim sum, let's go for their signature dish."
It can be seen that the old man is very familiar with this place.
Just order what you want without looking at the list.
After everything was served, the old man drank a sip of tea and finally calmed down.
"Are you interested in listening to a story from me, an old man?" The old man asked, putting down his teacup.
"I'm all ears."
Next, the old man started talking about what happened in the past.
As he spoke, An Qianqian finally understood.
A little dumbfounded.
She just came to visit the City God Temple, but how did she run into someone from the An family?
With the belief that we meet by chance, she never took the initiative to look for someone.
Now listening to what the old man said, they have been looking for their father all these years.
Unfortunately, the person they were looking for had long passed away.
The story is over, it's a tragedy.
A tragedy created by the times.
"So, you think I am his descendant?" An Qianqian asked.
"It's not a feeling, but a certainty." After the old man said this, he took out a photo from his arms.
This photo is a family portrait.
What surprised An Qianqian the most was a woman in the photo.
Seeing that she was staring at him in fascination, the old man kindly explained to her: "That's my mother. She looks a lot like you." After saying that, the old man smiled.
"Actually, you are more like your father." The old man stared at An Qianqian for a while and said with a smile.
An Qianqian put down the photo and said, "How can I believe you?" Who knows whether what he said about the previous generation is true or false? Besides, her identity is different now, so she is more cautious.
Seeing that she was so calm, Mao Jianwen knew what she was thinking, and held her hand tightly to give her strength.
"You said you'd look for it, so you did? The details of what happened back then are gone, and I have no way of knowing for sure." An Qianqian took a sip of tea.
But she didn't notice that after she said that everyone was gone, the person sitting opposite her became slumped.
"How could he be gone? Calculating his age, he was only in his early fifties this year." Old Master An didn't believe it.
"He was so young, how could he be gone?" I don't know if I was asking her or myself.
But I could feel the sadness from him.
Mao Jianwen looked at him and finally said, "My condolences."
His mother-in-law did pass away early. He was still young at that time and had met his father-in-law. It was a pity, he was such a person.
An Qianqian also recalled what her father looked like.
She didn’t know if it was because it had been too long, but the appearance in her mind was very blurry.
I can't see my dad's face clearly at all.
I have to think carefully to remember my father who loved me so much when I was a child.
Mao Jianwen could feel An Qianqian's emotional changes more clearly.
"There's still mom, there's still me, and there's still the child." He leaned close to her ear, giving her strength.
An Qianqian looked back at him, "Yes, and you guys, it's a good thing you're all here."
Restraining her emotions, An Qianqian looked at the people opposite her, "I don't know what you think, and it doesn't matter what you think. Let me tell you what I think first."
Her idea is very simple, just go with the flow, and now that the opportunity has come, she will not resist.
But she had to talk to her mother.
"To the An family, I don't know what attitude you have towards me, but I want to make one thing clear. If we can get along, we are relatives. If we can't, then we are strangers."
Her answer was clear.
Mr. An, in fact, is Qianqian's uncle. A glimmer of light appeared in his cloudy eyes.
It’s good if the child doesn’t resist or feel resentful. He is very satisfied. Emotions can be found everywhere.
"I'll do whatever you say, but you have to come home with me to meet my family." Uncle An trusts his family very much.
They think they can get along well with An Qianqian.
"I need to ask my mother about this. After all, it has not been easy for her to raise me all these years." It is possible to recognize the relatives, but it requires the consent of An's mother.
"Of course, of course." Uncle An agreed with both hands.
She was able to help Fu'er raise such an outstanding daughter, so she is not an unreasonable person.
An Qianqian didn't avoid him. She took out her cell phone in front of him and called her mother.
Although mobile phones have come into the market, there are still very few people who can afford to use them.
At least, for ordinary people, it is a luxury.
(End of this chapter)
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