Chapter 237

"Who are you!" Zhao Zhao Tiezhu turned his head and glanced at the bald head in front of him, then let out a "Holy crap!"

How did this son get so tall? He was actually half a head taller than himself. He still remembered that when he last saw him, he wasn't as tall as himself.

Suddenly meeting his own flesh and blood in a foreign land, Comrade Zhao Zhao Tiezhu was just about to touch his son's head to release the fatherly love that had been suppressed for a long time. However, he suddenly reacted: "What did you just call me, you little brat!"

As he spoke, the old man was about to lift his leg to kick Zhao Zhao Debiao's butt. Seeing Biaozi hurriedly said: "My friend is here, leave me some face!"

Old Zhao retracted his foot in time: "Look at the labor protection shoes we issued. They are great for walking on mountain roads. I'll give you a pair later. What size feet do you have?"

Seeing Biaozi: "Whatever size shoes you wear, that's the size feet I have."

Looking at the affectionate appearance of this father and son, Wei Ming was sincerely happy for them. Next, Seeing Biaozi introduced him to Old Zhao.

Old Zhao had actually heard of Wei Ming, the talented scholar. Seeing Biaozi's letters, his wife's letters, and Little Mei often mentioned him.

"I heard from Seeing Biaozi's mom that you are going to open some individual clothing store. You must be cautious. If this thing is not handled well, it will be the restoration of capitalism." Old Zhao admired Wei Ming very much, but he was very worried about this matter.

"Uncle Zhao, don't worry. We definitely won't do what the country doesn't allow. Now official newspapers are praising our shop." Wei Ming smiled.

"Is that so?" Uncle Zhao asked again, "Then can this clothing store make money? Business has losses and gains. Don't lose all your capital by then."

Wei Ming thought for a moment and said: "Uncle Zhao, don't worry. Let's put it this way: now Auntie Qian is already preparing to buy a house for Seeing Biaozi to use when he gets married in the future."

"What, buy a house?!"

Seeing Biaozi: "Isn't the point marriage? Dad, do you remember Yanzi, who learned martial arts with me when I was a kid, the one with two little braids? We are dating."

"I know, your mom told me," Old Zhao was still thinking about the house, "How long have you been open to buy a house?"

"A month or so."

"This is enough money to buy a house?"

Seeing Wei Ming nod, Old Zhao had an expression of disbelief. He was working so hard in Sichuan because the leader said he should work hard, and when Seeing Biaozi returned to the city from the countryside, he would operate him into their unit.

Later, when he returned to the city, he operated the child into Peking University to watch the gate. Old Zhao felt it was because he wasn't working hard enough, so he spent last Spring Festival on the construction site, not going home, just wanting to perform well and earn more credit, which could help his son's future. But now it seemed that he didn't need his help at all.

Old Zhao's eyes were a bit dim, just, just felt lost.

"Dad, you only remember what Yanzi looked like when she was a kid. You haven't seen her grown up yet, right? Take a look." Seeing Biaozi changed the subject and hurriedly took out a photo of him and Yanzi for Old Zhao to appreciate.

This was a photo of them wearing costumes. Yanzi was dressed as a swordswoman, holding double swords, with a firm look in her eyes. Seeing Biaozi had an ugly braid hairstyle and had makeup on his face, making him look even more ferocious.

Old Zhao looked at the beautiful prospective daughter-in-law, and his mood improved a bit. He looked at his own son again and hummed: "She's willing to be with you; you're burning high incense."

"I treat her very well. She tells me to go east and I don't dare to go west." Seeing Biaozi was triumphant.

Old Zhao hummed: "In Sichuan dialect, that's called a 'rake ear.' A man is the head of the family. Being good to your wife is fine, but you can't listen to everything your wife says. Look at our family; I still have a lot of prestige with your mom."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

At this time, Old Wan came over to call Wei Ming, saying that the scientific research experts allowed them to go over and take a look.

"Writer Wei, do you want to go together?"

"Alright, Seeing Biaozi, I'm going over first." Wei Ming had his camera ready.

"Wait for me, I'll go take a look too." Seeing Biaozi forgot his father because of the dinosaurs, and followed him to join the fun. Then they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Originally thought it was one dinosaur fossil, but it turned out to be a group!

The expert from the Institute of Vertebrate Paleontology and Paleoanthropology of the Chinese Academy of Sciences who was responsible for this scientific investigation said: "Just from the tip of the iceberg exposed, there are at least a hundred dinosaur fossils in this area. In addition, there are some other vertebrate fossil skeletons. Judging from the dinosaur species, it is preliminarily estimated to be fossils from the Jurassic period. The detailed situation will have to wait until part of the samples are brought back to the institute to be determined. In short, this will be a discovery that shocks the world!"

Old Zhao also listened to two sentences. He was completely disheartened. This section of the project couldn't be done and had to be suspended to let the experts excavate first.

One or two might have been negotiable, or he could have let them hurry up and dig, but he had poked a dinosaur nest. It wouldn't be finished in a month or two.

Several young people listened intently to what the expert said, and even Wei Ming was the same. Although he had seen assembled dinosaur fossils when visiting museums in his previous life, this was his first time seeing fresh ones.

"Professor Ke, hello. If I want to learn some knowledge about dinosaur excavation, do you have any book recommendations for me?" Wei Ming asked.

"Is this comrade with the camera also from 'Science Fiction World'?"

Old Wan said: "No, no, no. This is the famous writer and poet Wei Ming who happened to pass by here."

"Oh, Writer Wei, I've heard of your great name." It was rare for this expert who was dedicated to digging dinosaurs to have heard of Wei Ming.

Originally, they surrounded the excavation site and could only watch from behind the fence, not allowing anyone to approach or touch the dinosaur fossils. However, hearing it was Wei Ming, they let him pass, observe and touch the dinosaur fossils at close range. Professor Ke also listed a book list for him and said: "If you have any questions, you can come talk to me when I return to Yan-Jing."

Touching the dinosaur fossils with his own hands, Wei Ming felt that today was exceptionally fulfilling. He hadn't touched them in his previous life, and today was the only time he was given an exception.

When parting, Professor Ke also said: "I hope it helps your writing."

Old Wan was energized when he heard this and pulled Wei Ming to the side: "Writer Wei, are you thinking of writing a novel about dinosaurs?"

Wei Ming: "No."

"Then why did Professor Ke say that?"

"Maybe he misunderstood that I was collecting material in this area." Wei Ming laughed.

Old Wan said seriously: "I see you are quite interested in dinosaurs. Have you ever thought about writing a science fiction novel about dinosaurs?"

Half a year ago, Writer Wei wrote a poem "Chengdu" for "Stars" poetry magazine, which showed he was still generous.

Wei Ming asked back: "If I write it, it will probably be about resurrecting dinosaurs. The way to resurrect dinosaurs is to find mosquitoes from the same era as dinosaurs in amber, and extract dinosaur blood genes from the mosquito blood. This is criticized by the current mainstream. Do you dare to publish it?"

Although criticized, it wasn't forbidden. Old Wan patted his chest: "As long as it's written by you, Writer Wei, 'Science Fiction World' dares to publish it!"

Now "Science Fiction World" needed to unite all forces that could be united. Although Wei Ming hadn't written science fiction, looking at his enthusiasm for dinosaur fossils and the professional level of the questions he just asked, he definitely had some foundation in this area.

Actually, Wei Ming had written science fiction. "Black Cat Detective" had some science fiction parts, but it was mainly animal popular science.

Wei Ming thought for a moment: "Alright, I can agree to it first. However, I can't start writing in the short term. One is that I have a novel in creation, and the other is that I also need to supplement relevant professional knowledge."

In addition, this was still a somewhat thriller-oriented story. In the words of current experts: the style is not high.

If "Science Fiction World" doesn't publish it, it doesn't matter. There's Mei Linda. Foreign countries should like this story very much. The dinosaur fever abroad is much more enthusiastic than in China.

Hearing Wei Ming agree, Old Wan was overjoyed and hurriedly asked: "Where are you going to find your relatives? I'll drive you there."

Wei Ming looked at Seeing Biaozi and his father: "Not leaving today, let's go tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll send you first tomorrow," Old Wan said, "I'll leave my colleagues here for now."

Old Wan's hospitality was hard to refuse. Wei Ming had to trouble him to be a driver again. Or, actually, he could drive this car too. He was only one exam away from getting his driver's license.

This dinner was hosted by Comrade Old Zhao. They bought a few rabbits from the villagers and ate hand-torn roasted rabbit, sprinkled with seasonings. It was delicious, but a bit spicy for Seeing Biaozi. Wei Ming and Long Long Xiaoyang were completely fine.

In the evening, Wei Ming, Seeing Biaozi, and the others stayed in the camp of Old Zhao's unit and made do for a night, also allowing the father and son to have a good chat.

Including the two years Seeing Biaozi spent in the countryside, they hadn't seen each other for three years.

When they left the next day, Seeing Biaozi was already wearing the brand-new labor protection shoes Old Zhao left for him, which didn't hurt his feet when walking on mountain roads.

Old Wan ultimately didn't let Wei Ming drive. Not to mention Wei Ming hadn't passed the exam yet, even if he had a license, he wouldn't dare.

This car was an important asset of their agency. Moreover, the mountain roads here were very difficult to walk. He could drive well on the roads of Yan-Jing, but here he might fall into a ditch.

Wei Ming held a letter in his hand. From Dushanpu, they only drove for an hour or so before arriving at the address in the letter, a riverside village called Yunxi Village.

After entering the village, they were stared at by a group of children because the village was too poor and the children rarely saw cars. When they saw one, they started chasing.

Wei Ming simply let Old Wan stop the car.

After the car stopped, those children didn't dare to approach. Wei Ming reached into his pocket and took out a handful of candies: White Rabbit, sorghum candy, shrimp crisp.

Wei Ming looked at the number of people and then took back two candies. It was exactly one for each. So the children ran to him obediently. They really had no defensive heart at all.

He asked the child who looked the oldest: "What grade are you in?"

"First grade."

Wei Ming "eh"ed. He didn't know if this child grew fast or had been held back.

"Then do you know where Teacher Song Fei Lian's home is?"

The tall child chewed the candy and nodded.

Wei Ming: "Can you take me there?"

The tall child looked at Wei Ming's pocket. He had just seen there were still candies in there.

This little ghost, Wei Ming said: "Take us there, and I'll give you another one."

"Follow me."

After entering the village, the road became even more difficult. Wei Ming let Brother Old Wan rest at the village entrance, and the three of them walked in.

Old Wan nodded. Having Seeing Biaozi around was especially reassuring.

When seeing Seeing Biaozi squeeze out of the car, the children forgot the sweetness of the candy in their mouths. Except for the tall child who stayed behind trembling for the second candy, the other children all scattered.

Clearly Wei Ming and Seeing Biaozi were the same height, but the deterrent power was very different.

"What's your name?" Wei Ming asked kindly.

"Land, landmine." The voice was trembling.

"Oh, this name is quite good, flammable and explosive." Wei Ming laughed.

"What are you looking for Teacher Song for? Teacher Song is a good teacher." Landmine still wanted to say a few good words for Teacher Song.

Wei Ming: "Just looking for someone through Teacher Song. Don't be afraid, we are very good people."

Landmine thought to himself, don't think I haven't seen "Little Soldier Zhang Ga." Your tone doesn't sound like a good person.

Arriving at the place, there was no need to knock on the door. It was just a low fence wall. Wei Ming shouted directly: "Is Teacher Song Fei Lian here? I am Wei Ming, I wrote to you before."

"Can you give me the candy now?" Landmine asked in a low voice.

Wei Ming: "See the person first, then hand over the goods."

After a while, a short-haired woman with somewhat dark skin came out. She had clearly seen Wei Ming's photo, and the expression on her face was very surprised.

"Wei, Writer Wei, you really came!"

Wei Ming first took out the candy and handed it to the side.

Landmine took the White Rabbit and ran away. Sure enough, wealth is sought in danger.

Song Fei Lian was the village's elementary school teacher, but you couldn't tell she was an elementary school teacher from her dress and temperament. She was completely a rural woman.

She politely invited Wei Ming and the others in and said: "My man went to work in the fields, and there are only me and a few children at home."

There were three children in total. Teacher Song had just been doing needlework, and the three children aged six to ten were reading and doing homework.

Although this house was very dilapidated, older and more dilapidated than the one in Wei Ming's hometown, it was very clean inside. And the oldest boy was reading "How the Steel Was Tempered."

Wei Ming reached into his pocket. Oh no, there was only one candy left.

Long Long Xiaoyang was still sensible and hurriedly took out the candies his cousin had given him but he couldn't bear to eat. Finally, each child had one.

The three children were very polite and knew how to say thank you, much better than Landmine.

After the pleasantries, Wei Ming entered the topic.

"Teacher Song, I wrote to you again later. I don't know if you received it."

Teacher Song Fei Lian nodded.

Wei Ming: "Then why didn't you reply to me? I want to know the specific situation of that Lotus you mentioned."

Teacher Song was a bit embarrassed: "I, I was afraid that if you knew her situation, you wouldn't be willing to come."

"What's wrong with her? Is she sick?"

Teacher Song nodded.

"What kind of illness?"

Teacher Song put down the needlework in her hand, her voice a bit heavy: "You guys come with me."

On the way, Wei Ming asked about the relationship between Song Fei Lian and Lotus.

"I'm a local of this village. Lotus followed her parents here to flee from famine when she was young, and then she took root here. We went to school together and grew up together. We can be considered best friends. She originally had a silly brother. Later, she told me that her parents weren't her biological ones. They picked her up on the road fleeing from famine, just to make her a wife for her silly brother in the future..."

However, this silly brother later died of illness, and Lotus lived with her foster parents. Unfortunately, they also passed away from illness one after another before Lotus grew up.

Fortunately, Lotus was beautiful. Although her life experience was miserable, she didn't have to worry about finding a husband.

"Unfortunately, she fell in love with an educated youth from the city."

Another combination of a beautiful rural girl and an educated youth from the city. This is a very routine story. The combination of a village girl who isn't beautiful and an educated youth like Aunt Fan Chunhua and Qi Qi Kexiu is the unconventional one.

Song Fei Lian came to a house, pushed the door open, and shouted: "Lotus?"

Then they saw a woman with long, messy, and dry hair, holding a big gourd, walk out of the room.

As for the beauty Teacher Song mentioned, it couldn't be seen anymore. She was very thin, so thin that people couldn't even have the thought of appreciating her.

"Little Fei Lian!" Lotus recognized her good friend. She placed the gourd on the ground and said, "Little Gourd, say hello."

Teacher Song squatted down, touched the gourd, and smiled: "Little Gourd is so sensible. Are you being good today?"

Hiss!

Long Long Xiaoyang and Seeing Biaozi behind Wei Ming had their hair stand on end. Are, are they talking to that gourd?

But that's a gourd!

Wei Ming: Yeah, it's not a Calabash Brother.

Teacher Song talked to the gourd for a while, chatted with Lotus for two sentences, and then took Wei Ming out.

"Is she crazy?" Wei Ming asked.

Teacher Song nodded: "Later, Lotus and that educated youth got married and had a child. That child was named Little Gourd."

Teacher Song paused: "The educated youth became an elementary school teacher in our village. However, with the change in policy, the educated youth returned to the city and even took the college entrance exam, becoming a university student. Before he left, he said he would bring Lotus and her son to the city, but he broke his promise. Under his parents' arrangement, he hurriedly married the daughter of a cadre family who was a good match."

Seeing Biaozi said indignantly: "What a dog of a man!"

Teacher Song sighed: "Although Lotus was sad at the time, she held on. At that time, she only wanted to raise Little Gourd to be successful. Unfortunately, when Little Gourd was six years old, that man in the city discovered that his wife was infertile."

Wei Ming had already guessed the plot behind: "So they snatched Little Gourd away."

Song Fei Lian hummed: "It can't be called snatching. If he dared to snatch, our village wouldn't agree. That man, his wife, his mother, took turns to appeal to reason and emotion for this child. Lotus was just too muddled. She felt that the child could live a good life without worrying about food and clothing if he followed them to the city. For the child's future, she took the initiative to let go."

Speaking of this, Teacher Song had a regretful expression: "Unfortunately, I was learning for teacher qualifications in the county at that time. If I had been there, I definitely wouldn't have watched her do something stupid. What is more important than living with your own flesh and blood?"

"Exactly, exactly!" Long Long Xiaoyang listened until his eyes were wet. He thought of his mother.

Actually, he knew that his mother had been married before and had a child, but they didn't survive that difficult era. Until now, his mother would sometimes have nightmares, dreaming of her child. This was the pain in his mother's heart forever.

Song Fei Lian: "After the child was taken away, Lotus couldn't eat or sleep. After half a year, she missed the child too much, so she went to the city once. After coming back, she had a serious illness. After she recovered, she became crazy, always shouting 'Little Gourd, Little Gourd.' I know, she must have regretted it, but the child couldn't be asked back anymore."

At this, even Seeing Biaozi couldn't help but shed tears like a tough guy. He and Long Long Xiaoyang looked at Wei Ming, wondering why this man could be so hard-hearted. How could you not cry at this?

Wei Ming thought to himself, what am I crying for? I've watched "Mama, Love Me Again" no less than ten times. I've already shed many tears for this story. Now listening to it again, I just feel it's too cliché and has a sense of forced sentimentality.

Lotus's experience was too similar to the tear-jerker movie "Mama, Love Me Again" a few years later. However, Wei Ming didn't find it strange, because "parents love their children and plan deeply for them." This kind of choice by Lotus has a lot in common. He believes that there must be many similar stories all over the world. "Mama, Love Me Again" itself was adapted from a folk story in Taiwan.

Just say the classic Swiss children's story "Heidi" also has a similar bridge. In order for Heidi to receive a good education, the grandfather finally endured the reluctance and let her be taken to Frankfurt by her aunt to be a playmate for the paralyzed girl Clara. Fortunately, in the end, Heidi returned to her grandfather's side, which was a perfect ending.

Teacher Song's story was finished. She stared at Wei Ming and asked: "Now do you still want to recognize your relatives? If she really is your aunt, this is a very big burden."

Wei Ming sighed: "Parents' love for their children is truly pitiful. Even if my grandmother knows her daughter is crazy, she will definitely be willing to take care of her until the end. Even if she isn't my aunt, I am willing to do my best."

There are too many injustices in the world. He can't manage them all, but since he ran into it, he couldn't just pretend not to see it.

However, there was a difficult problem in front of him now. Originally, he came with several questions from his grandmother and aunt. As long as he chatted with Lotus, he would probably know if she was his aunt. But she was now mentally confused, speaking incoherently. There was no way to ask.

"Teacher Song, how much do you know about Lotus's life before she came to your village? For example, where was she originally from?" Now Wei Ming could only ask the person's best friend.

Teacher Song said: "She spoke Sichuan dialect when she first came. It's just that the accent was different from ours here. I can't tell where it was specifically, and she doesn't know either."

"Then what family members did she have before? Do you know this?"

"I only know she was the youngest in the family, with older brothers and sisters, but I don't know how many."

This matched Xu Xu Shujie, the aunt Wei Ming was looking for.

"Then didn't she mention the name she used before?"

"No, she said she was abandoned, her parents were heartless, and she didn't want her old name anymore."

Long Long Xiaoyang was already disappointed: "That's not right. My aunt was lost, not abandoned." 【237-15

Wei Ming didn't deny it directly because of this, because a child's memory is sometimes unreliable. His aunt was too young at the time. Maybe her parents scolded her twice, and then she got lost, so she would think she was abandoned.

Who hasn't had the experience of thinking their parents were heartless and determined to run away from home when they were young?

It's a pity. Now DNA testing technology hasn't been introduced to the country yet. It will take another ten years to use this set of technology for paternity testing.

"Teacher Song, do you know how many swirls Lotus has on her head?" Wei Ming could only judge based on physical characteristics now.

Song Fei Lian recalled: "I remember she had two."

Wei Ming: Oh, it matched again!

(Yesterday's minimum)

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