Chapter 14 The nightmare has come true, but can the beautiful dream be far behind?
As soon as Huang Maomao entered the Yan family's gate, he heard voices inside, both male and female, some of which sounded somewhat familiar.
Thinking it was Yan Sheng returning with his men, he rushed over and pushed open the door: "Yan Sheng, you brat..."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw Yan Kui sitting inside the house, and the village chief sitting opposite her.
Huang Mao Mao blurted out, "Holy crap, what's this gorgeous woman doing here?!"
Yan Kui looked at the man who came in and thought, "Isn't this the blond guy who wouldn't let me hitch a ride?"
Seeing the blond-haired man staring at her without blinking, Yan Kui gave a forced smile and asked in an annoyed tone, "Do we know each other?"
Huang Maomao immediately said, "Weren't we just by the roadside..."
Before he could finish speaking, village chief Yu Dehua shouted, "Huang Chengzhi! Stop causing trouble here!"
Huang Maomao was startled by the sudden shout, scratched his head sheepishly, and said to Yan Kui, "You guys chat first, see you next time, beautiful lady!"
After saying that, he ran off again in a flash.
Yan Kui turned her head and looked at the village chief, listening to him continue: "Three years ago, Wei Hua and Meng Baozhu went to work in the city. They were hit by a car on the way, and then they happened to run into a large truck carrying goods. Apart from the truck driver breaking his leg, all three of them died..."
"The Yan family was never well-off to begin with. Later, only Yan Sheng was left. He relied on the little savings left by the two of them and went out to work right after finishing high school."
"When I get home, I'll look up his contact information and tell him."
Then he asked Yan Kui, "Little girl, how did you know you were a daughter of the Yan family?"
Yan Kui looked at the simple house, which didn't even have floor tiles, sighed, and said, "I used to live in a family with the surname Yan, but it was far from here. Later, I found out that I wasn't their biological child, so I found out that I came here."
He then took out his ID card from his bag and showed it to the village chief: "This is a new ID card I got after I found out the address. My name is Yan Kui, and my birth date should match."
Looking at the well-dressed and beautiful girl, the village chief thought that given the Yan family's circumstances, unless they were related, probably no one would want to get involved.
He took Yan Kui's ID card and glanced at it; it was indeed from the day Meng Baozhu gave birth.
At that time, Yan Weihua and Meng Baozhu were working in Nanshi. Later, their daughter went missing, and after searching for a long time without success, they returned to their hometown.
After returning, Yan Weihua recounted to Yu Dehua the entire process of his daughter's childbirth and disappearance. Meng Baozhu suffered for many years until she later conceived Yan Sheng, at which point she recovered.
So Yu Dehua remembered it very clearly. He then got up and returned the ID card to Yan Kui, saying, "We both have the surname Yan, so it's fate. You can stay here for now. I'll go back and try to contact Yan Sheng. We'll discuss the rest when he comes back."
Seeing that the village chief, Aunt Song who had come in, and the old woman were about to leave, Yan Kui stood up and said, "Okay, thank you, village chief, and thank you, Aunt and old woman."
Aunt Song smiled and said, "It's alright. I'm just killing time anyway. You don't know this place well, so if you need anything, you can come to me. I live right across from you, the one with the red couplets on."
Yan Kui nodded with a sincere smile and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you, Auntie."
After everyone left, Yan Kui tried to close the gate outside the courtyard, fastened it with the fake lock, clapped her hands, and went inside.
The house has a total of four bedrooms, the living room is quite large, and the innermost large bedroom looks rather deserted.
Yan Kui walked to the next room, pushed open the door, and a sense of familiarity washed over her.
This... isn't this the dark, creaky room in her dream?
Yan Kui frowned, looking at the gradually darkening sky outside the window. Could it be that all her dreams were precognitive dreams?
That……
How do you explain that erotic dream...?
Thinking of the alluring scenes in her dream, Yan Kui's face flushed slightly, and she quickly shook her head: "Don't think like that, don't think like that."
Suddenly, the aroma of food wafted into Yan Kui's nostrils, and her stomach began to rumble.
Yan Kui was hungry.
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