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Almost only the elderly lived in the village. Yan Xibo looked at the abandoned village and passed by a place. He asked, "Old man, where is Fang Zimin's house?"

The old man pointed to his ears and waved his hands, indicating that he had hearing problems.

Yan Xibo continued to walk forward.

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

The old woman communicated with Yan Xibo in dialect. Although Yan Xibo didn't understand, he roughly knew how to go through her movements.

After getting the road, Yan Xibo went up to search again. When he arrived at a deserted area, there was an earthen kiln inside. The door was buried with soil. It looked like no one had lived there at all. Yan Xibo was in front of him. There is no road anymore, only an abandoned house here.

He watched for a week. The weather was hot and his mouth was dry.

Yan Xibo walked around and passed by farmland, where there were still strong men working in the fields. Yan Xibo wore leather shoes and went to the fields to inquire. People around him looked at people who did not belong here, "Hello, I want to ask you about someone. Does Fang Zimin’s family live here?”

"What is your relationship with the people?" The old man looked at Yan Xibo carefully.

Yan Xi paused for a moment and then explained: "...he is my uncle."

"My subjects have nephews?"

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

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

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

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

As Yan Xibo followed the man on the way, the man said, "Your father drove a car to our village back then, and he was very impressive. The first car I took was your father's car."

Yan Xibo did not expect to meet someone his father knew.

"You must not have been born at that time. Your grandma passed away, and 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 in his family was a daughter. This child You don’t know the gender yet, is it you?”

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

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

The man nodded with emotion, "Yes, it's over. I've spent half my life doing nothing. Oh, my child, are you married?"

"I'm married and my child just celebrated his first birthday."

"Congratulations, your dad is in heaven and will definitely keep you safe and healthy."

When they arrived at the earthen kiln that Yan Xibo had just visited, the man pointed and said, "This is the people's home."

"..." Yan Xibo looked around, not wanting anyone to live here. "Uncle Zimin doesn't live here?"

The man sighed, "You still live there. After your father left, the people came back and were in a state of shock. They didn't eat or drink for several days. Later, some people came in the middle of the night and took the people away. Later, he came again When I came back, I was completely possessed. I went home, packed my things, knelt in front of Grandma's grave, kowtowed, and left. I haven't seen him again for so many years. I even called the police, but the police didn't find out. "

Yan Xibo looked at the desolation around him. He stood quietly on the same spot. The sun made his back feel hot. He seemed not to feel anything. He looked at the place where he found nothing and pondered.

It was Mu Lele's phone call that brought Yan Xibo's soul back to the Mu Group. Mu Lele held her son in both hands, coaxing herself to fall and hit her son. Mu Mu cried in sorrow and pain, " Hello, Lele?"

Hearing his father's voice, Mu Mu's heartbreak turned into aggrieved coquettishness, and he was still crying into his mobile phone.

"Brother Bo, what are you doing? Let's talk to Mu Mu. He was walking unsteadily just now. He fell and hit himself, and he was crying."

Yan Xibo turned around and said, "I'm out of town." He called his son again, "Mumu, call daddy."

Mumu was crying and was not in the mood to call her parents.

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The servant put the food on the table, and Mu Mu usually put it in the car and fed her. Today, Mu Lele felt sorry for her baby, so she staged a scene of a loving mother and a filial son.

After coaxing his son for a while, Yan Xibo 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 to various places to check the implementation of donations. Mu Mu is in my office."

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

The Mu family has a foundation that raises donations and holds charity events. The money earned will be donated to poor areas to build schools, buy equipment, and help the elderly, weak, sick and disabled... As the founder of the foundation, Mr. Mu will randomly select some from the funded projects every year and personally check whether they are implemented. in place. Every time you complete something, you must clearly report it to society. And every year, Mr. Mu would randomly check it out without telling anyone.

Because of this, everyone trusts the Mu family's foundation, and Yan Xibo and Mr. Mu have become the standard for everyone to believe in.

Mu Mu stopped crying and her mother fed her. Mu Lele asked her husband, "You were looking for someone, did you find him?"

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

Mu Lele said: "It's strange, it feels like I'm hiding."

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

Mu Mu turned her head and looked for the food she wanted to eat. Mu Lele still fed her son as he pleased.

"I suspect that the Yan clan had already looked for him."

Mu Lele guessed, "Have you looked for him?" She began to think, "Why are the Yan people looking for him? What is there in him that the Yan people need?"

The couple chatted and refused to feed Mumu. The child, who was already aggrieved, curled his lips and started crying again. "Okay, okay, stop crying. Mommy will feed you."

After feeding little Mumu one spoonful after another, Yan Xibo also hung up the phone first and thanked the uncle who led the way.

Yan clan.

When the housekeeper got the news, he immediately ran to report, "Clan leader, I found out that the seventh young master did appear in Fang Zimin's hometown."

The patriarch put his hands behind his back, "This is Yan Xi's silk."

"Don't panic, the fire won't burn us."

He also knew that Yan Xibo would return without success.

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

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

Yan Xibo: "Even if I change my name, I still need to change my name at the police station. It's impossible for no one to find me."

Mu Lele thought that she was naive, "Brother Bo, why are you looking for him?"

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