60s: Petite Wife

"Jiaojiao, I'll ask Awen to pick you up, come to my place."

Although Zhao Si's voice was very calm on the phone, Shen Jiao could feel Zhao Si's eagerness and couldn't help but wonder, what's wrong?

Sister Wen came over soon, and Shen Jiao followed her to the White Pigeon Hotel in a dazed way. She couldn't help but ask what happened?

Sister Wen didn't know too much, she only said, "Sir, he seems to be excited when he saw the materials I took. Apart from this, there should be no other reason."

Shen Jiao was very surprised, what happened to Mrs. Mei's information?

Why did the fourth uncle become so excited?

Did he know Mrs. May?

Shen Jiao quickly rejected the idea. When Mrs. Mei was born, although Zhao Si was always in the sea market, one was an incognito innkeeper and the other was just a child. How could they possibly know each other?

Soon after arriving at the hotel, Zhao Si was actually waiting in the lobby. As soon as he saw Shen Jiao, he dragged her upstairs, so anxious.

"Fourth Uncle, what happened?" Shen Jiao was also anxious, thinking that something had happened to Zhao Si.

"Go back to your room first, I have something to ask you."

Zhao Siqiang held back his heart that was about to come out, and went straight into the VIP elevator. As soon as he entered the room, Zhao Si asked, "How is that Mrs. Mei's body?"

Shen Jiao was very puzzled, and answered honestly: "The pulse is very strange, and it's not a big problem for the time being, but the shrapnel in her brain is very dangerous, and she may die at any time."

"I will personally go to Haishi to pick her up. I have asked the old man to contact the hospital over there in country M. Jiaojiao, you have to accompany me back to Haishi and take me to see Mrs. Mei."

Zhao Si's expression was very excited, and the corners of her eyes were wet. Shen Jiao asked curiously, "Fourth Uncle, isn't Mrs. Mei the daughter of your old friend?"

In terms of age, Mrs. Mei could not be Zhao Si's old friend, so she could only be the daughter of an old friend.

Zhao Si gave her an angry look. He really didn't want to pay attention to her. How could he be so angry with the daughter of an old friend?

Zhao Si didn't pay attention to herself for a long time, Shen Jiao flattened her mouth, and didn't want to say that she was down. When she saw Mrs. Mei, she would know everything, but this world is really small, and people who accidentally meet may be acquaintances!

Zhao Si was very impatient, and asked Shen Jiao to go back to Haishi with him that day. Instead of taking a train, he took a plane, not a military plane, but a civil aviation plane.

Civil aviation planes at this time were not ordinary. Generally, only senior leaders, foreigners and overseas Chinese could take them. Ordinary people were not qualified to do so, and they could not afford it.

It costs 64 yuan to fly from Nanping to Haishi. One month’s salary may not be enough to buy a one-way ticket, and it is only a few yuan to take the train, but it’s just a few more days. A fool knows what to choose, unless it’s at home. People with a lot of money burn their hands, but they don't take money seriously.

For example, Zhao Si.

Their luck is not bad. There is a flight to Haishi in Nanping in the afternoon. Zhao Si is an overseas Chinese and can naturally buy tickets. Shen Jiao sat on the plane and looked at the smiling flight attendant. Like a paste, cloudy and foggy.

Shen Jiao asked the flight attendant to make herself a cup of coffee. She urgently needs coffee to refresh her mind, so she can take a good look at things.

"Jiaojiao, Mrs. Mei's son's name is Mei Sihua? Which is which?" Zhao Si interrupted Shen Jiao's thoughts.

"Thinking of missing, the beauty of China..."

Shen Jiao replied subconsciously, she noticed that the corners of Zhao Si's lips rose slightly, her expression seemed like she was happy or resentful, and she still had some regrets, so complicated.

Mei Sihua, the thoughts of missing, the China of China, together they are missing China!

A flash of light flashed in Shen Jiao's mind, and she patted her forehead in annoyance, why is she so stupid?

Mei Sihua's name is very mysterious!

Isn't Zhao Si's name exactly Zhao Zhonghua? Missing Zhonghua, could it be that this Zhonghua is Zhao Si?

Shen Jiao's thoughts moved, and she pinched her fingers to count the time. Mei Sihua was thirteen years old, which meant that Mrs. Mei should have known Zhao Si fourteen years ago, but Zhao Si had already gone to H City at that time, so it was impossible. After traveling through mountains and waters across the sea, come over to meet Mrs. Mei for a while, and then the beaded tires will be darkened, right?

From this point of view, the possibility of Mei Sihua being the fourth son of Zhao is very slim, Shen Jiao sighed and became happy.

In the evening, Shen Jiao and the others arrived at the sea market. Shen Jiao took Zhao Si home first. Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang was very happy to see Shen Jiao who had gone and returned. She thought that Shen Jiao could not bear them and abandoned her father. !

A few people ate something casually, and then went to Mei Sihua's house. The light of Mei's house was on, and Zhao Si, who had walked to the gate, stopped, with a strange expression, a bit of a nostalgic timid attitude.

"Fourth Uncle, I'm knocking on the door!" Shen Jiao said intentionally.

Zhao Si hurriedly tidying up his clothes and felt that he was safe, so he signaled Shen Jiao to knock on the door. Mei Sihua came to open the door not long after, and was very surprised to see Shen Jiao.

"Sihua, is your mother sleeping?" Shen Jiao asked with a smile.

Mei Sihua glanced at Zhao Si a few times, her complexion changed slightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and replied, "I haven't slept yet, come in and sit down, Aunt Shen, I'll go and call my mother."

He let Shen Jiao and the others into the living room, and went upstairs to find Mrs. Mei. The man that Aunt Shen brought was very similar to the portraits his mother often drew, but he looked older, but his facial features were very similar. Could it be that this man is the one that my mother misses day and night?

Mei Sihua was very excited and ran towards the study excitedly.

Shen Jiao noticed Zhao Si's restlessness, and she always glanced upstairs with anticipation.

Mrs. Mei appeared at the entrance of the stairs, her eyes and ears were sensitive, and she immediately noticed that Shen Jiao was not alone in the living room. There were a few breaths that were long, and she had a lot of effort when she heard it. She paused slightly and looked down. His expression suddenly changed drastically, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Doctor Shen, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well today, and I don't want to see guests."

Mrs. Mei turned her head and left. It looked like she was going back to the room. Zhao Si couldn't help frowning. Why didn't Mrs. Mei want to see him?

It's a pity that this woman's voice was destroyed. If he could hear the original voice, he would definitely be able to tell if it was her.

"Mrs. Mei, I just wanted to ask, do you know a woman named Mei Ying?" Zhao Si raised his head and asked loudly.

Mrs. Mei trembled, Mei Ying, she almost forgot the name.

But she was still very happy, because Zhao Si didn't die, and his life couldn't be better. Mrs. Mei was secretly happy, and she felt relieved.

As long as she is still alive, there is no point in seeing or not seeing her. She is like this, how could she have the courage to meet him, it is better not to see him.

"Mei Ying is dead and buried in Nanshan Cemetery. This gentleman can go there if he wants to see her!" Mrs. Mei said coldly.