My dad's life

In the afternoon, Fang Yuan drove away first, and then Li Yanan drove Fang's father back to Lu City.

Li Bingyu couldn't stay in the country, so she had to follow Li Yanan, and finally went to Lu City.

In the end, only Li Maocai and Liu Jiayan were left.

Grandma Zhou's house has more rooms than Fang Yuan's house. At the beginning, it was because of the accommodation of children and grandchildren who came back, so I built a few more rooms, otherwise it would not be enough for the night.

In the evening, Grandma Zhou naturally wants to sleep with her daughter, and the two can talk intimately together.

This time the two didn't talk about Liu Jiayan's previous life, but talked about how family conditions gradually improved after the birth of their youngest son.

Li Maocai's business is getting bigger and bigger, and his living conditions are getting better and better now.

When Grandma Zhou heard that her daughter had finally come to an end, she was really happy for her.

Then I told her about the three brothers Liu Guoxing.

Both the eldest and second child are doing business in other places, and only the third child has opened a small supermarket in Yecheng.

But in general, the three brothers have had a good life.

The old man was getting old, plus today's sorrow and joy, his energy was very haggard, and he soon fell asleep mutteringly.

But Liu Jiayan didn't feel sleepy at all, and her mind was messed up.

Many forgotten memories slowly emerged from her mind.

Liu Jiayan looked sideways at her mother next to her, looking carefully at the moonlight coming in through the window.

She remembered the good time when she was little, sleeping with her mother at night.

At that time, my mother was so young and beautiful, she was very peaceful when she fell asleep, she was the most beautiful woman in her mind, and this beautiful memory was also fixed in her mind.

But now the person lying next to him is so old that he is not as peaceful as he was when he was asleep. Although there is no snoring, his mouth makes a "poof" sound from time to time.

The sound is very soft and the movements are very small, as if spitting out grape skins.

There is a superstitious saying in the countryside. This is "poofing" the soil, which means that you are about to die. In the past, it was buried in the soil, so there is a saying that the soil has reached the mouth, so it is poked out.

She thought about the wonderful fate of their mother and daughter.

The mother gave birth to three sons and one daughter.

The daughter gave birth to three daughters and one son.

Mother lost one daughter, but she lost two.

It seems that there is an invisible big hand that controls their destiny.

Mother's lost daughter is back?

So where are the two daughters I lost?

Lost?

Liu Jiayan suddenly remembered something and suddenly sat up.

Then remembering that his mother was still sleeping next to her, she got off the bed carefully and walked out of the room.

As soon as I left the room, I saw a person sitting silently in the dark in the living room, and she almost screamed in fright.

Fortunately, the man also saw her, stood up, and walked out of the darkness.

With the moonlight, Liu Jiayan realized that it was her husband Li Maocai.

"Hei Bulongdong, what are you doing here?" Liu Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm waiting for you, because I know you have something mentally." Li Mao just walked over and took her hand.

Liu Jiayan's messy mood was full of sweetness.

Liu Jiawang took her to sit down in a chair, and then asked, "Today is a happy day, but I see you with a heavy heart. Can you tell me now?"

Liu Jiayan sighed after hearing the words, and then said, "Did you notice the little girl named Xiaoshan today?"

Li Maocai frowned when he heard the words. The two little girls today, one lively and the other quiet, impressed him very much.

"What's the matter? Very cute little girl, is there any problem?"

"I think she always feels very familiar with her appearance, as if she has seen her somewhere." Liu Jiayan said in a trance.

"Have you seen? The cute children are all about the same length, right?" Li Mao thought for a while and comforted.

"No, I think she is a bit like Xiao Yu, but I can't remember clearly."

Liu Jiayan began to weep secretly as she spoke. It was too long, and her daughter became blurred in her memory.

But when I saw Xiaoshan today, I don't know why she thought of her eldest daughter again. The eldest daughter's vague appearance seemed to be clearer.

"Xiao Yu?" Li Maocai was a little surprised. His wife should be talking about the eldest daughter who was washed away by the waves.

"In this world, there are many people who look similar. Don't think about it."

Li Maocai thought that his wife was sad because Xiaoshan's appearance reminded her of her dead daughter.

"No, Maocai, don’t you think it’s weird? When we went to pick up Xiaoyu and Xiaoxue, the people in the village only said that they might be washed away by the waves, but no one saw it. You said, would they not die? Huh?" Liu Jiayan asked, clutching Li Maocai's arm tightly.

"It's really possible." Li Maocai replied without thinking.

Because he knows that what his wife wants now is not his analysis proposal, but an affirmative answer.

"Let me just say, Xiao Yu and Xiao Xue must not die."

Hearing her husband's answer, Liu Jiayan seemed extremely happy, and she seemed to feel refreshed.

However, Li Mao just changed his mind to think that this is really possible.

He went back with Liu Jiayan back then, so he knew exactly what happened.

The people in the village just told them that the two little girls went to the beach and didn't see them back.

But they were not washed away by the sea, everything was their guess, and their bodies were not found.

Although the possibility of being washed away by the waves is great, it cannot be said that there is no possibility of loss.

As for whether they left on their own initiative or were abducted by traffickers, this is not known.

"And you said, is it possible that Xiaoshan is Xiaoyu's daughter, or how come they look so similar?" Liu Jianyan asked excitedly.

Li Maocai sighed and said, "You are so tired, go and rest early."

"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Liu Jiayan said angrily.

"Xiaoshan is Fangyuan's daughter, you also saw her mother today, that girl with the surname Lan, is she your daughter?" Li Maocai asked speechlessly.

"No, Xiaoshan is not Fangyuan's daughter, but his goddaughter, and her mother is someone else." Liu Jiayan quickly explained.

"So that's the case, but it doesn't mean that she is Xiao Yu's daughter. How can there be such a coincidence?" Li Maocai said.

When Liu Jiayan heard this, she also felt it was too coincidental.

So he sighed and said: "You are right, there is no such coincidence."

Then he stood up with a sense of interest and said: "You too go to bed earlier, I'm going to rest."

Looking at his wife's appearance, Li Mao was a little distressed, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

As soon as Liu Jiayan returned to the bed, she heard her mother quietly say: "Swallow, rest early."

"Mom, did I wake you up?" Liu Jiayan lay down again, whispering.

"No, that's how it is when you are old, wake up at the slightest movement and go to sleep!" Grandma Zhou took her hand, but did not let go.

But Liu Jianyan, who was lying down again, still couldn't sleep, and Xiaoshan's small face kept appearing in her mind.

But in order not to wake her mother, Liu Jiayan didn't dare to move too much, she could only close her eyes, thinking, and slowly she fell asleep.

But at this moment, Grandma Zhou sat up and gently covered her with a thin blanket.