Chapter 123: How could he be a mute?

Lu Qiao didn't expect Su Hongmei to be so straightforward.

That she could make a decision on the spot.

She was also very happy, looking at the equally happy volunteers; these were all woven by them with great difficulty.

After Chang An joined, they changed from simply weaving willow baskets to straw hats and these items.

No cost, didn't spend a penny, just put in labor.

Lu Qiao let them cooperate like an assembly line according to individual ability.

The acquisition of willow branches, wheat straw, grass, and reeds was the responsibility of those without weaving ability.

After the raw materials were brought back, processing also required a few people, then weaving, and those helping out, and after successful weaving, fine repair was needed.

In short, with such an arrangement, everyone was very important and had things to do.

Not to mention that a few people learned to weave straw hats during this time.

Lu Qiao also had one; it was woven by Lu Qiao Ling, and occasionally Lu Qiao would wear it.

Lu Qiao thanked Su Hongmei immensely: "Sister Su, thank you so much. You really helped us a lot. Look at these things getting more and more numerous, but I have no place to sell them. I originally wanted to hold another large market, but the factory has too many things to do recently and can't open it. Thank you so much!"

Su Hongmei was very pleased with Lu Qiao's words, but she was also telling the truth: "Don't thank me, this is all work. Besides, even if we have a good relationship, if your things weren't good, I couldn't take them."

"And I will be responsible for the handicraft sector in our district from now on. To tell you the truth, there aren't many satisfactory finished products currently. Qiao, you also helped me a lot. How about this, I'll let a clerk from the foreign trade section come over to take a look and see if they want them."

She pointed to those small, exquisite, and practical items, and said again: "If they don't want them, I will still acquire a portion."

That would be truly great.

It was agreed that after the clerk from the foreign trade section came, they would go to the neighborhood office first, and then come to see the goods.

Not to mention how happy and ecstatic Meng Qingshan and these people were, just talking about Qin Hengzhi first asking about Uncle Lin's health.

Lin Lao waved his hand: "I've been through wind and rain; this little thing doesn't count for anything. Hengzhi, you came to find me, is there something?"

He had returned to normal, although his heart was still in extreme pain.

His wife's health was getting worse and worse, as if she were just waiting for time to pass.

In these years, she often wandered around the city, following young men of similar age, without saying a word, just looking at them. The doctor said she should be sent to the hospital, otherwise the symptoms would get worse and worse.

Thinking of this, Lin Lao felt his own state wasn't very good either.

This might be related to age.

When he was young, because work was busy and pressure was high, the pain wasn't as severe as it is now.

With the increase in age, his mentality also changed, always thinking of that lost child.

Now he often has nightmares.

Lin Lao touched his wallet; there was a hundred-day photo of the child inside.

Only this one photo, which he had printed countless times, letting comrades, friends, and colleagues take it all over the country. Unfortunately, for more than twenty years, there has been no news.

Qin Hengzhi looked at Uncle Lin's complexion, which was indeed very poor compared to when he watched the performance that day.

He said: "Uncle Lin, I want to understand the situation of your younger son, for example, does he have any obvious birthmarks?"

Lin Lao and Junan were both stunned.

"Hengzhi, you... what do you mean?" Lin Lao was the first to react, asking with a trembling voice.

He understood Hengzhi; he wouldn't bring up this topic for no reason.

Qin Hengzhi looked at Deputy Factory Director Lin and said steadily: "Brother Lin, you know I'm dating Qiao, right?"

Junan was stunned for a moment. He knew this; they had only been dating for a few days, and he also knew Lu Qiao. He had even apologized to Master Lu because of that matter.

Although he felt a bit embarrassed, he wouldn't go so far as to be petty with an old worker.

But what does this have to do with his younger brother?

Junan still nodded: "Mm, I know."

Qin Hengzhi: "The night of the performance, I also took Qiao. At that time, she felt Uncle Lin looked familiar, but she couldn't think of why after thinking for a long time."

"Until she went to the food factory, which is a small factory that hasn't opened yet in the Xiang Yang neighborhood office. When she saw a worker there, she discovered he looked especially like Uncle Lin."

"That person's name is Chang An, from a small mountain village in the southwest, which is where Zhou Li went to the countryside to settle. He was adopted and was also born in 1949. It is said he was thrown away, and his foster parents treated him badly. He married Zhou Li, who went to their village to settle, and she is also a child of our military factory."

When Qin Hengzhi was halfway through, Lin Lao's breathing was already unstable.

He looked at Qin Hengzhi, listening to him finish without moving.

After Qin Hengzhi finished, Lin Lao stepped forward a few steps and grabbed Qin Hengzhi's arm, saying urgently: "Hengzhi, you are telling the truth, right? Take me to see him, let's go now..."

Qin Hengzhi comforted him: "Uncle Lin, don't be anxious. The person is in the military factory and won't leave. Qiao's meaning is, don't recognize him rashly. Chang An... he is a mute, and his foster parents treated him badly. It was only after marrying Zhou Li that he had his own home."

"If he has no relationship with you, this would be a huge blow to him. Tomorrow morning, isn't your inspection team coming to the military factory to offer condolences? You can take this opportunity to appear in front of Chang An openly without him suspecting."

Junan only then reacted. His mind was blank. A person who might be his little brother was in the military factory, and he didn't even know?

Lin Lao's face was deathly pale, muttering: "A mute, how could he be a mute?"

Qin Hengzhi: "I heard from Qiao, it seems it was caused by a high fever at the age of eight with no one to care for him. I don't know the specifics. You have to investigate in the village or ask him personally. However, his hearing is fine."

Lin Lao, even if he wasn't sure, felt extremely sad in his heart.

He got sick and no one cared for him; how much suffering did he endure?

He also finally calmed down, looking at Qin Hengzhi with burning eyes: "My younger son has no obvious birthmarks, but Hengzhi, what else do you know?"

Qin Hengzhi shook his head: "That's all I know for now."

Lin Lao suddenly seemed to come alive. In this world, although there are many people who look alike, there are very few who can match both age and life experience. This couldn't help but make him think more.

His late mother once said that his younger son looked very much like him when he was young.

Lin Lao sent Qin Hengzhi away and said to his somewhat dazed second son, forcing himself to calm down: "Don't let your imagination run wild. You are a deputy factory director and have no intersection with the work of the neighborhood office. In such a large factory, how could you have seen him."

Junan nodded. He couldn't hold back now and really wanted to see this man named Chang An.

Lin Lao warned him: "Don't interfere, just act like you don't know anything."

Junan could only agree helplessly, but after thinking about it, he still said: "Dad, why don't you come to the house tonight? Sulan knows you are coming and has cleaned up the room."

Lin Lao's face turned gloomy instantly, saying: "I'm not going!"

A shameless third party who forcibly tore apart his second son's family.

But if one really talks about it, his second son is also a fickle bastard. ===== CHAPTER 124 =====