Love After Marriage, He Got A Free Wife

There are almost only old people living in the village. Yan Xibo looked at the deserted village and passed by a place. He asked, "Old man, where is Fang Zimin's house?"

The old man pointed to his ear and waved his hand, indicating that he had a hearing problem.

Yan Xibo continued to walk forward.

After walking for a while, I met an old woman carrying firewood. Yan Xibo continued to inquire, "Grandma, let me ask you about someone, does Fang Zimin's family live here?"

The old woman communicated with Yan Xibo in local dialect, although Yan Xibo could not understand, but through her movements, she probably knew how to get there.

After getting the way, Yan Xibo went up to search again, and when he came to a deserted area, there was an earthen kiln inside, and the door was buried a lot with soil. It seemed that no one had lived there at all. There is no road anymore, only a dilapidated house here.

He watched it for a week, and it was hot and his mouth was parched.

Yan Xibo was walking around, passing the farmland, where there were still adults working in the fields, wearing leather shoes, Yan Xibo went to the fields to inquire, and the people around looked at people who did not belong here, "Hello, I am asking you for someone. Does Fang Zimin's family live here?"

"What's your relationship with the people?" The old man looked at Yan Xibo appreciatively.

Yan Xibo paused for a moment, then explained: "...he is my uncle."

"The people have nephews?"

The couple looked at each other, and then at Yan Xibo.

Yan Xibo: "Yes, my surname is Yan, and my father is Yan Zhiming."

The man frowned, thinking that the name sounded familiar, he thought for a while, "Oh~ Mr. Yan is always your father? It's you."

Yan Zhiming accompanied Fang Zimin back then. He was also young and was friends with Fang Zimin. When Yan Zhiming came over, he still lived in his house.

Yan Xibo followed the man on the way, the man said: "Your father came to our village in a car back then, it was very impressive. The first car I took was your father's car."

Yan Xibo didn't expect to meet someone his father knew.

"You should have not been born at that time. It was Zimin's grandma who passed away. Your father came with him. At that time, he said that his wife was still pregnant. We all thought it was the first child. Your father said that the eldest child of his family was a girl. This child I don’t know the gender yet, is it you?”

Yan Xibo nodded, and the man led the way enthusiastically and continued, "You must have, yes, thirty this year, right?"

Yan Xibo nodded, "Yes, decades have passed."

The man nodded with emotion, "Yeah, it's over, and I've been doing nothing for half my life. Hey, kid, are you married yet?"

"Married, the child just passed his first birthday."

"Congratulations, your father is in heaven and will definitely bless you both safe and healthy."

When he arrived at the kiln that Yan Xibo had just been to, the man pointed and said, "This is Zimin's house."

"..." Yan Xibo looked around, as if he didn't want anyone to live here, "Uncle Zimin didn't live here?"

The man sighed, "I still live. When your father left, the people came back in a daze. They didn't eat or drink for a few days. Later, some people came to pick up the people in the middle of the night. Later, he When I came back, I was bewitched. I went home and packed up my things. Then I knelt in front of Grandma’s grave and kowtowed, and left. I haven’t seen him again for so many years. I called the police, but the police didn’t find him. "

Yan Xibo looked at the desolation around him, he stood in the same place, quietly, the sun was making his back burn, and he didn't seem to feel it, looking at the place where he found nothing, meditating.

It was a phone call from Mu Lele that called Yan Xibo's soul back. Mu Lele held her son in both hands of the Mu Group, coaxed herself to fall, knocked her son, and Mu Mu cried bitterly, " Hello, Lele?"

Hearing his father's voice, Mu Mu's heartbreaking turned into a wronged coquettish, and he was still crying into the phone.

"Brother Bo, what are you doing, hurry up and chat with Mu Mu, he was walking just now, but he didn't walk steadily, fell and knocked himself, and was crying."

Yan Xibo turned around, "I'm out of town." He called his son again, "Mu Mu, call Dad."

Mu Mu was crying, not in the mood to call mom and dad.

The servants put the meals on the table, and Mu Mu would usually feed them in the car. Today, Mu Lele felt sorry for her own baby, so she staged a scene of a loving mother and filial piety.

Not long after coaxing his son, Yan Xibo also turned around and prepared to return, "Why did you take him to the company today?"

Mu Lele said: "Grandpa is going to the foundation and going to various places to check the implementation of the donation. Mu Mu is in my office."

Yan Xibo said, "Grandpa went very early this year."

The Mu family has a foundation that raises money and organizes charity events. The money earned will be donated to poverty-stricken areas to build schools, buy equipment, and help the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled... As the founder of the foundation, Mr. Mu will randomly select some of the funded projects every year, and personally check whether they have been implemented in place . Every time something is done, it must be clearly reported to the society. And every year, Mr. Mu would randomly go to check, and no one would tell.

Because of this, everyone trusts the Mu family's foundation, and Yan Xibo and Mr. Mu have become the standards that everyone can trust.

Mu Mu stopped crying, and her mother fed the food. Mu Lele asked her husband, "You went to find someone, did you find it?"

"No, an empty house that hasn't been seen for more than twenty years."

Mu Lele said, "It's strange, it feels like it's hidden."

Yan Xibo admitted what his wife said, "It is indeed hidden."

Mu Mu turned her head and looked for the food she wanted to eat, while Mu Lele still fed her son whatever she wanted.

"I doubt that the Yan family had already looked for him."

Mu Lele guessed, "Looked for it?" She began to think, "Why did the people of the Yan clan look for him? What does the people of the Yan clan need in him?"

The husband and wife chatted and did not feed Mumu. The child, who was already wronged, pursed his lips and started crying again. "Okay, okay, don't cry, mom will feed you."

In the mouth of little Mumu, spoon by spoonful of food, Yan Xibo also hung up the phone first, and thanked the uncle who led the way.

Yan family.

When the butler got the news, he immediately ran to report, "Patriarch, I have found out that the Seventh Young Master has indeed appeared in Fang Zimin's hometown."

The patriarch put his hands behind his back, "This is Yan Xibo."

"There is no need to panic, the fire will not burn us."

He also knew that Yan Xibo would return in vain.

On the way back alone, there was no progress. Although Yan Xibo was a little irritable, he did not lose his temper. Instead, he called his wife in his usual tone.

"Brother Bo, do you think he changed his name?"

Yan Xibo: "Even if you change your name, you need to change it at the police station. It's impossible for everyone to find it."

Mu Lele thought about it too, she was naive, "Brother Bo, what do you want him for?"