The Late School

Xiaomi has been away from this home for more than half a year since July last year.In the past, she always couldn’t remember where her home was. She only knew that it was in Huangjia Village. Today, with Ding Jiamin’s help, she finally found it. It’s just that the little home that was once filled with laughter and laughter has been broken and improper. Let her Sad crying.

She held tightly the little shoes she had worn, seeming to want to pass this recollection of the past.

She didn't let anyone hold her, and the little one stood at home crying.

Ding Jiamin followed with red eyes.She helped her pick up another small shoe near the wall, took down the dog curtain, folded it, and prepared to take it back for Xiaomi to remember.

She and Zhang Tan wanted to take Xiaomi downstairs, but Xiaomi refused. She looked for pictures of her mother everywhere.

But there is no picture of her mother.Since she left, it hasn't been rented out. The landlord was too dilapidated, and the landlord was too lazy to reorganize it, so he sold the usable furniture as scraps, leaving the room with these rags.

"Xiaomi, come with me, I will find you a picture of your mother, okay?" Ding Jiamin squatted in front of Xiaomi, grabbing her small body and said.

After hearing this, Xiaomi cried and stared at her with swollen eyes.When Ding Jiamin said it again, she reacted, nodded, and followed her downstairs.

This building is a bit dangerous, it's too dilapidated, I'm not afraid of ten thousand in case.

Ding Jiamin has the landlord's phone number and he contacted him during the investigation.She called the landlord, and after a while, an old lady came from the side alley.

She is the landlord.

"Huh? Is this Xiaomi?" She recognized Xiaomi at Ding Jiamin's feet at first glance. She and her mother lived here for three years.

Xiaomi was confused for a while, then suddenly, she also recognized the grandmother.

She cried out to her grandmother in tears, and ran over to ask carefully if she knew where her mother was.

How could the old lady of the landlord know? If she knew, she would have told Ding Jiamin.

"She paid the rent for the next three months, and disappeared without saying anything." That's what the old lady of the landlord said to Ding Jiamin.

Now, she told Xiaomi too.

The tears that Xiaomi had just stopped falling again, Xiaobai walked over sadly seeing his good friend so sad, and hugged her with red eyes.

Xi'er didn't go over, she stood at Zhang Tan's feet, crying silently, wiping away tears.

When she encounters difficulties, she can be very strong, but seeing her little partner so sad, she can't be strong.

Zhang Tan handed her a tissue to prevent her from wiping tears on his pants.

"Do you have a picture of Mi's mother here?" Ding Jiamin asked.

It’s no wonder Ding Jiamin asks the landlord’s wife for photos, because according to her understanding, one of the people Xiaomi’s mother has contacted most in recent years is the landlord’s wife.

Of course she also has a job, but according to their understanding, Mi's mother often spends her time alone in her work, and when she asks her colleagues, she doesn't know her very well.

She is shy and timid, not good at communication and speech, and blushes when she talks to strangers. She is a very ordinary person who has no sense of presence in the crowd.

The old lady thought for a while and said yes. When she first rented a house to Xiaomi's mother, she took photos of her with her mobile phone.

She immediately took out her old mobile phone and flipped through it. There were too many photos, which were daily routines for grandchildren and granddaughters. It was not until a long time ago that she found a picture of Mi's mother.

In the photo, she has a green face, her eyes dodged a little while looking at the camera, showing a slightly shy smile.She is not tall, probably in the early 160cm. She is petite and cute, with a round face, and she is a small beauty. She seems to be believed by high school students.

In fact, she was only 24 years old when she disappeared. Three years ago, she was only 21 years old. It is calculated that she was 19 when she gave birth to Xiaomi.

Ding Jiamin investigated that after graduating from high school, Xiaomi’s mother came to Pujiang to work alone. She had done a lot of jobs, mostly low-level jobs, such as waiters in restaurants and greeters at the door...

Ding Jiamin handed the photo to Xiaomi to see. Xiaomi carefully held the phone and stared at the photo, as if thinking about whether her mother was the one in the photo, and finally confirmed that this is it.

Millet anxiously asked the landlady if she could take this picture.

The old lady asked in surprise: "Don't you have a picture of your mother?"

Xiaomi shook her head pitifully.

The old lady sighed and said kindly: "I'm sending you this picture."

"Thank you grandma." Xiaomi said.

The old lady wiped her tears all over her face and said, "No thanks, this is your mother. It should have been given to you."

With the photo of my mother, Xiaomi's goal today has been achieved.The old lady of the landlord chatted with them for a while, said the information she knew again, and talked about some episodes of previous interactions by the way, and finally left with a sigh.

She has rented a lot of people in this small building, and there have been many stories. The mother and daughter of Xiaomi are not the most special ones, but they are the last ones.

"Let's wash out the picture of mother and hang it in your room, okay?" Ding Jiamin asked Xiaomi.

Xiaomi nodded pitifully and said okay, thanked Xiao Min again.

Ding Jiamin touched her little head without saying anything.At this moment, saying that nothing works, this kind of scar is in the heart, it takes time to heal the wound, and warm medicine is needed.Her task is very heavy.

She looked up at the two-story building hidden in the shadow of the sun. There must have been many stories here. She thought of the shy and smiling girl in the photo, and imagined how she grew up with Xiaomi while working. What kind of story happened to her, her love must not go well...

Thinking of this, Ding Jiamin felt that if she changed to be herself, she might collapse.

She suddenly opened up a lot. Compared with what happened to Xiaomi's mother, what was her emotional setback!

She told herself to be strong and cheer up, don't lose confidence in life, to be your own sun, and even Xiaomi's sun.

In the afternoon, Ding Jiamin did not send Xiaomi to kindergarten again. She was so sad that going to kindergarten was not a good choice.

She took Xiaomi and left without saying where to go.

Zhang Tan watched the police car drive away. First he looked at Xiaobai. Xiaobai was very worried. She wanted to follow Xiaomi to continue to comfort her.

He lowered his head and looked at Xiao Xi'er, who had been silent at his feet, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? You cried too badly, right."

Xi'er heard this, wiped a tear, hugged his thigh, and said: "I'm so sad, Xiaomi is so pitiful~~"

Zhang Tan saw that the tissues in her hand for wiping tears were soaked softly, and said, "Throw away the tissues and change one."

Xi'er wiped the corners of her eyes and pursed her mouth, saying that this was the last one.

"I gave you a bag that you have run out?"

"My tear beans can't stop."

Zhang Tan was speechless, and Xin said that you are really amazing. I ran out of a pack of tissues. This is how many tears I shed.

"I miss my sister so much, I'm going to find my sister~~"

Seeing the sadness of Xiaomi, Xi'er suddenly felt that she was really happy. She has a sister and she has everything.