I am reborn without a pattern

When I got home, I changed into a tacky outfit. I didn't need to be handsome, I just needed to be warm.

While sitting on the field basking in the sun, the sky suddenly became overcast. Ding Yong happened to push a stroller over for a walk, and then said: "Isn't it going to snow?"

"The weather forecast didn't say it's going to snow, right?"

He brought a stool to Ding Yong. As soon as the old man sat down, snowflakes started to fall. Zhang Haonan laughed and said, "The weather forecast is useless."

There were walnuts in the nut plate. Knowing that Ding Yong liked to eat them, Zhang Haonan directly took them and pinched them, making a rattling sound. Ding Yong, who was holding the tongs, was extremely speechless.

"You are really strong."

"Haodong is even stronger."

He picked out the walnut kernels and put them away for Ding Yong. Ding Yong simply stopped taking the tongs and waited to eat the ready-made ones.

His son was a little thin, but he was still in good spirits and could kick around in the stroller. However, it was snowing, so Ding Yong quickly called his wife and asked her to drive over to pick up the child.

They just got through and just complained. The eldest sister of the Miao family kept complaining about the old guy who always knew how to show his eyes. Is it great to have a son?

Not to mention, Ding Yong went to the Finance Bureau for a dinner, which really stimulated many old colleagues who wanted their son crazy.

He had a son in his old age, and he was very lucky to have a baby. He saved more than 20 million, all ready to buy some shares of Zhang Haonan's new companies for his son.

For example, Zhang Haonan agreed to a 0.5 share of the shares of "Clicking Chat", but Ding Yong was too busy this year and had no time to deal with this. It was still early for "Clicking Chat" to go public. Anyway, the only thing that was anxious was Jiankang Municipal Government.

The Jiankang Municipal Government is really afraid that the "Clicking Chats" will suddenly migrate to Songjiang or Bao'an, which is why even the issue of "welfare housing" is quietly carried out by the "Clicking Chats".

Moreover, there are indeed many achievements in electronic entertainment and software development.

"Cangli Kacha" has a dedicated software development team. In addition to the profitable warehouse management software and drawing software, because the expert team of mathematics majors is deep, it has also taken on a big job, ticketing software in cooperation with the Department of Transportation. However, it was not developed independently. HKUST and Jiankang Information Engineering were both involved, but Liangjiang University of Technology did not make the trip.

Therefore, the matter of going public is really not a boast. Of course, Zhang Haonan himself is not short of money and does not need financing. This thing is to give the Jiankang Municipal Government a face, and by the way, it can bring some political achievements and dividends to certain units.

The situation is similar to that of "Jinqiao Computer", but more complicated than "Jinqiao Computer".

But in general, if there are 0.5 "偁哩卡哩" shares now, with the promotion of the Jiankang Municipal Government in the future, at least he will be a multi-millionaire.

Ding Yong knew it well, so he was not in a hurry. Anyway, following Zhang Haonan, he was not afraid of losing his teeth when he got old and couldn't eat braised pork.

There was a reunion dinner at noon, so he came over early to take a look around and made a blindfold to show his son to his peers.

Unexpectedly, it started to snow. If his son was frozen, the old man would probably have a cerebral hemorrhage.

Zhao Feiyan had already made tea and was waiting for the guests. As he was talking, he brought out a cup of tea. Ding Yong took a sip and heard the phone ringing. After the call was answered, it was his wife who said angrily. A "I'm coming".

Ding Yong hung up the phone angrily, and suddenly his cell phone rang again. Ding Yong was startled, but found out that it was Zhang Haonan's.

"Zhang Nan, the old woman is not at her parents' house. My father-in-law said he couldn't go there!"

On the phone, Wu Chenglin, who sounded anxious, was a little nervous, "Her tricycle is not here either!"

"Grandpa, don't be anxious. There are a lot of people here. I'll look for a few people to go out. You go to the cafeteria and wait for my news."

"Shall I go out with you to look for it?!"

"Don't worry, I'll call Uncle Naobu. Don't worry, the old man won't be far away. As long as he's still in Shacheng, he can be found."

Zhang Haonan's voice seemed to have magic power, calming Wu Chenglin's anxious heart on the other end of the phone.

Here, Ding Yong also looked nervous. After hanging up the phone, he asked: "What's going on?"

"Waiting for the reunion dinner, Mr. Ding, you will host it. There is an elder in the west who has something to do. I will go and solve it."

Afterwards, Zhang Haonan got up and put on a more relaxed outfit, put on a military coat and an old-fashioned military hat and walked out.

After making two phone calls, Zhang Haocheng came to the village road behind, gnawing on a chicken leg and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Go to Jiefangwei."

Zhang Haonan said.

Not far away, Zhang Zhicai, who had just finished unloading the goods, wiped his sweat and walked over holding a glass tea cup, "Liugan River? We are almost at the farm."

"Just going to the farm."

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing looking for someone? Let Ding Kuishan take someone to the dock and warehouse to have a look. That's it, let's set off."

As soon as Zhang Haonan left, Wu Chenglin rode a motorcycle on the village road and suddenly arrived at the big canteen. At this time, there were already a lot of people, all from "Shacheng Food". The reunion dinner was crowded and lively, and fireworks were set off from time to time. We were also chatting, mostly because the parents were worried about their children's grades and so on.

When Wu Chenglin arrived, he heard an old man shout: "Chenglin, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, how can I wear this face?"

Wu Chenglin came in, put his hat on the table, and sighed: "The old woman got up early and said she was going back to her parents' house to have a look. But I just turned around and found that the tricycle was not at home either. My husband's family called me and said that the old woman didn't go at all."

Several old men quickly pulled him to sit down, and tea and water were immediately served. Zhang Gangqian, who came after hearing the news, handed a cigarette to Wu Chenglin, and then said: "It doesn't have anything to do with the third son's mother-in-law, right?"

"I am my mother-in-law!"

boom!

The furious Wu Chenglin slapped the table and shouted.

"Don't be impatient. Let me tell you business."

Zhang Gangqian knew that Wu Chenglin was impatient now, so he didn't take it personally. Instead, he said seriously, "Lao San, this little brat, has always been good. I don't think it's possible for him to run away with his own mother. But, asking him to accept it right away is not a success." Lin, your biological child, I think... is unlikely. There won't be too many brats as tough as our Zhang Nan."

Boo Boo Boo Boo…

Several old men kept silent and smoked cigarettes with Wu Chenglin.

"I wish I had told him the truth a long time ago..."

"Hey, what's the point of talking about such nonsense now?"

Zhang Gangqian interrupted Wu Chenglin's words. He was quite sad when he saw that the other party's old eyes were red. He didn't even frown on the battlefield. But this kind of thing, how should I put it, the more helpless and weak he was, the more it made him feel Quite uncomfortable.

"Does Zhang Nan know?"

"He said he came to look for it."

"Then it's not a big problem, just be at ease."

After drinking some tea, Wu Chenglin saw that the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier. Wu Chenglin became anxious again. He looked outside uneasily and answered the phone immediately when it rang. Hearing that it was his eldest son talking about the New Year's Eve dinner, He yelled and immediately hung up, not even wanting to hear it.

After a while, Zhang Zhibing trotted in wearing a police uniform from outside. Then he kept patting the snowflakes on his body and stamped his feet and said, "Damn it, it's snowing heavily in the middle of driving. Didn't the weather forecast say there will be no snow?"

"A Bing, did Zhang Nan call you?"

"He contacted Zhang Wu and asked me to come over for dinner first. What to do? What happened?"

Zhang Zhibing saw that everyone around him was staying away from the old men, and Wu Chenglin was there with his eyes red, so he came over and asked Wu Chenglin: "Uncle, what happened?"

"The old woman must have gone out to look for Asan."

With just such a sentence, Zhang Zhibing understood, and then said, "I'll contact Zhang Nan and go over to help find someone."

Not far away, the women of my family also started chatting, and naturally they talked about Wu Chenglin and his youngest son Wu Yiming.

"Uncle Wu's life is not easy either."

"That's for sure. He is too young to pick up Wu Yiming and bring him home."

There is an old lady wearing an apron who is cutting gauze. When making wonton stuffing in the evening, she needs to squeeze out the water from the chopped vegetables. Now that she has made the gauze bag in advance, it will save her effort when the time comes.

"In the early days, he worked as a load bearer in the kiln factory, which was very hard. The two hundred kilograms of clay embryos were all done manually, and there are no machines like now. Wu Yiming's little Chen was raised decently, and few people in the team had ever eaten milk. paste."

The old lady babbled, but she also sighed, "Cheng Lin is really good, and Wu Yiming is not bad either. He always does what I do, he is obedient and sensible, but he doesn't do anything when studying."

"It seems that Wu Yiming was not seen during the twelfth lunar month."

"It's normal."

The squinting old lady carefully cut off the thread, then put down her work, put one hand on the round table, and supported her thigh with the other, "If I knew that I was not my mother's biological child, I wouldn't be able to bear it. Wu Laosanduo He is well-behaved and filial. He has always been harmonious at home. Now he is still helping Zhang Nan. I don’t know how many years will come after the good days. To blame, I still have to blame Wu Laosan’s mother-in-law. The most unreasonable thing is nothing. Zong Sang (animal)..."

The old lady, who rarely cursed, couldn't help but curse at this moment.

It's true when you think about it. He didn't look for his relatives at first, and he didn't recognize his relatives until later. However, Wu Chenglin became the acting mayor, and then Wu Yiming also had a successful career. Suddenly, he appeared directly like it fell from the sky.

To say that she had a conscience, the octogenarian old lady didn't believe it at all.

Looking at the snow outside that suddenly fell heavier, the old lady suddenly said: "Call Cai Yong and ask if this old coffin came here on a bicycle again."

"I brought my cell phone. I have Cai Cuncheng's number."

Just as he was about to make a call, Cai Daxia walked in wearing a down jacket and a thick hat.

"Cheng Lin, your third child is found. Zhang Nan just called me and told me that he just asked me to come over and give him a message."

As soon as Cai Daxia sat down, a middle-aged woman in an apron brought him a steaming cup of Biluochun, and then he continued, "Your wife is here too."

"so fast?!"

There was an old man on the side who was shocked.

"Zhang Wu said hello to the police station in the farm, and the joint defense team was looking for him east of Jiefangwei."

"I'm going to Liuganhe!"

Wu Chenglin said that he was about to get up, but Cai Daxia directly stopped him, "Zhang Nan said, I will send you back in a while and tell you not to go there."

"I……"

"You can't trust others, and you can't trust my grandson?"

Cai Daxia's words made Wu Chenglin endure it and sit back down again.

Not far away, the old lady said with emotion: "That's why the old saying goes that every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite."

At this time, Zhang Haonan was actually still in the car and did not see Wu Yiming and his mother with his own eyes.

However, people from the farm police station have already seen people at the market entrance here.

This place was originally a river market, with the Farm River to the north and the Liugan River to the west. In the early years, boatmen who sailed here often found places to fill their stomachs.

There was a one-eyed man who was famous for his mutton soup, and because he also butchered cattle part-time, his wages were usually paid in cattle offal, so the beef offal soup he made was also very good.

The craftsmanship is not very good, but the ingredients are solid. People who did heavy manual labor in the early days, even if they came as far away as Yushan, would often come and have a bowl.

There is plenty of material, and for the early years, this was the best.

"One-eyed" has become a unique memory for people of a certain age group.

If people in their 50s and 60s want to go to "One Eye" to eat soup, they will probably get either a bowl of lamb soup full of garlic leaves or a free beef offal soup with chopped green onion.

Wu Yiming's wonderful memories as a child may not be able to remember how Wu Chenglin worked brick by brick in exchange for milk powder. However, Wu Chenglin put him on his shoulders and took a boat to go to "One Eye" to drink mutton soup, but he never forgot. The taste of nothing.

There aren't many places where he can hide.

Zhang Haonan could probably guess where he was because Wu Yiming did find him on the farm before he was reborn, and Zhang Haonan also ate a bowl of mutton soup.

What was supposed to happen a few years later was staged in advance. The only difference was probably that the younger Wu Yiming had worse mental endurance.

Zhang Haonan can guess, and his mother can only guess more accurately.

It was about 30 kilometers from Wujiadai to here, and the almost 60-year-old woman pedaled from sunny weather to heavy snow.

When Zhang Haonan arrived, Wu Yiming was like a headless fly, with his hands in his sleeves and a cigarette in his mouth, wandering like a ghost outside the "One Eye" shop.

Zhang Haocheng was about to move over, but was stopped by Zhang Haonan: "Zhang Cheng, don't go over yet."

The farm at this time is far less convenient than it would be twenty years later. Even the main road is only a two-lane gravel road that reaches the sky. The northwest road has potholes visible to the naked eye.

The woman wrapped in a green scarf and pedaling a tricycle slowly arrived at the entrance of the market. She slowly got out of the car as if she was relieved, and then pushed the tricycle forward. She just looked at the people walking in circles with their heads down across the road. Wu Yiming pulled down the scarf covering his mouth and nose, and gasped with a smile: "Ah San, what are you doing outside during the Chinese New Year?"

At that moment, Wu Yiming stood motionless in the falling snow like a sculpture, looking at the panting old woman across the road in amazement.

"Mom!"