579: Is he Lao Wu’s son?
Yu Erye ran to the kang with the photo and gave it to Lao Pu, but Sai Jinhua snatched it away.
Sai Jinhua held the photo in front of her and looked at it carefully with her eyes slightly squinted.
Yu Jiahui looked at Sai Jinhua's reaction nervously, trying to find the answer from her expression.
Sai Jinhua took a look and suddenly sighed heavily:
"Why!"
Yu Jiahui felt a chill in his heart. It seemed like there was really no hope.
I shouldn't have had any illusions.
But this way, I feel at ease and stop thinking about random things.
Yu Jiahui planned to pick up the chopsticks he had just dropped and eat again.
but--
Sai Jinhua showed the photo to Lao Pu again:
"Lao Pu, look, is this Xiao Wuzi? Can you recognize him?"
Lao Pu stared at the bald man with sunken cheeks in the photo, looking at his distracted and frightened eyes. The blank gaze in the photo seemed to radiate from the photo, staring at the person looking at the photo.
Lao Pu got goose bumps from being stared at by this gaze:
"This, this this this——"
Sai Jinhua continued with a firm tone:
"This is Lao Wu's son, Xiao Wuzi!"
Hearing this, Yu Jiahui paused as he reached for the chopsticks and asked in surprise:
"You didn't make a mistake? Are you sure it's Lao Wu's mentally ill son?"
"Yes, I'm sure." Lao Pu's voice was so excited that it seemed as if he had found not Lao Wu's son, but his own son. "This little Wu used to love playing and laughing, and was especially naughty. He often pestered me to teach him how to drive a cart. I recognize him, there's no doubt about it!"
Lao Pu was extremely excited and looked at Yu Jiahui and asked:
"What's going on? Why is Xiao Wuzi on the mountain over there?"
"I don't know either."
For a moment, the whole room was filled with confusion and excitement.
Yu Jiahui even slapped his thigh:
"I never thought that the person I've been looking for these days is actually in our Eighth Company, and he's Lao Wu's son."
Lao Pu excitedly lifted his legs and got off the kang:
"Tell Lao Wu about this quickly. Over the years, Lao Wu and his wife have had a very hard time because of their lost son. They never said it, but they were always thinking about him. They never thought that one day they would really find him. I will go and tell him quickly."
Yu Jiahui then got off the kang:
"I'll go with you!"
Seeing the two old men about to leave, Xu Ying hurriedly tried to stop them:
"Hey, I haven't eaten yet. At least eat before leaving. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Yu Jiahui glanced at the food on the table and simply grabbed seven or eight corn cakes from the basket, stuffing a few into his own arms and stuffing the rest into Lao Pu's arms:
"Okay, we'll eat on the way."
"Water, water, don't choke!" Xu Ying reminded.
"What kind of water do you want? I'm choking to death!"
The two old men hurriedly put on their clothes and hats. Lao Pu took the whip and ran away.
The remaining people in the room looked at each other.
Sai Jinhua suddenly clapped her hands:
"Today is such a happy day. While those two old guys are away, Old Xu, let's have a couple of drinks to celebrate. Finding our son who has been missing for so many years is a huge joy. It's a joyous occasion for other people's families, and it's also a joy for our family. We have to celebrate!"
"Yes, Second Brother, go and get the wine jar from the wall. I want to have a drink with your Aunt Jinhua!"
Here, Xu Ying and Sai Jinhua, two old besties, drank some revolutionary wine.
Over there, the two old men, Yu Jiahui and Lao Pu, ran to the yard, hitched Lao Pu's carriage, drove the carriage, ate a few corn cakes in the cool breeze along the way, and rushed to the Eighth Company.
On the way, Yu Jiahui asked Lao Pu about the story of Lao Wu's son and the girl, and asked why the parents of both sides did not agree that the two children were together, and what old grudges the two families had?
Lao Pu said he didn't know either, but it was certain that the relationship between the two families was not harmonious.
The girl's family name was Meng. Lao Wu and Lao Meng usually ignored each other, and even the women of the two families ignored each other. When they met, they acted as if they didn't see each other and looked elsewhere.
No one knows what the grudge between the Wu family and the Meng family is.
Yu Jiahui then asked where the Meng family moved to after their daughter hanged herself.
Lao Pu said he didn't know either. Some said they were transferred to other farms, and some said they returned to their hometown. No one was sure where they went, and there was no news.
However, when they left, they left their daughter's child behind.
Yu Jiahui asked, what about the child who was born? Where is he now?
Lao Pu said that Lao Wu's grandson went to another place with Lao Wu's daughter, and the child lived with his aunt. His aunt had been married for a long time. The child called his aunt "mom" and his uncle "dad". The couple raised the child as their own son.
That child is probably ten years old now.
Lao Wu and his wife visit their grandson every year. Now they should call him grandson-in-law. However, Lao Wu's daughter rarely brings the child over. I guess she is afraid that people will talk to the child about the past.
In fact, everyone almost forgot about it.
After all, it’s been ten years.
If it weren't for the rumor that the old house was haunted, who would remember this?
Moreover, ever since the Yu family moved into the haunted house, the ghost rumors were self-defeating and no one remembered them at all.
I guess in another ten or twenty years, this incident will slowly become a ghost story that cannot be verified.
Lao Pu sighed again. He never expected that the son of the old Wu family who had been away from home would be found. Life is unpredictable!
The two of them talked as they came to the Eighth Company.
When Yu Jiahui came to the Eighth Company again, it felt as if he was back home.
When some women in the company saw Yu Jiahui, they took the initiative to come up to him, say hello, get close to him, and invite him to their homes for water.
Yu Jiahui declined jokingly.
The two men went to the stable to untie the carriage and tie the horses, and then went to the company warehouse together.
Lao Wu was still looking after the warehouse and doing some repair work.
When I arrived at the warehouse, I saw Lao Wu sitting alone inside, weaving a wicker basket.
Hearing the noise, Lao Wu raised his head and glanced at Yu Jiahui and Lao Pu with cold eyes, without any reaction, as if he only saw a ball of transparent air, then lowered his head and continued to do his work.
Yu Jiahui got a little angry when he saw Lao Wu's strange look.
He sucked his teeth and tried to persuade himself not to bother with this man.
Any normal person would not forcibly break up his son's marriage, indirectly forcing the girl to hang herself and his own son to go crazy and run away from home.
Lao Pu turned his head and looked at Yu Jiahui:
"You say it or I say it?"
"Go ahead."
Lao Pu seemed to be at a loss as to how to start. Although this was a happy event, he suddenly told Lao Wu that his son had been found without any warning. He wondered how Lao Wu would react.
Lao Pu walked up to Lao Wu in a panic, not knowing how to express himself. After hesitating for a while, he said directly:
"Lao Wu, we may have found your little Wuzi."
“——”
Lao Wu's movements of weaving the wicker basket stopped instantly, as if even his breathing had stopped. The warehouse was so quiet that only the rustling of mice could be heard.
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