Trafford’s Trading Club

Fang Jiping has the habit of running late... of course he started half a year ago.

Of course, exercising is just an excuse. It's more about being able to spend more time chatting freely with the girl you like.

I feel that many wealthy families dress up their daughters so that they can marry into better families. This is a very ridiculous behavior.

But Fang Jiping knew that it actually applied to him.

Very early on, he knew that his father Fang Ruchang was a very greedy person. Fang Ruchang has been building his own reputation for decades... Now he already has the reputation, but he doesn't have enough profits.

Now Fang Ruchang plans to make his son a famous violinist, probably in order to have a good marriage in the future.

What a snobby guy.

However, Fang Jiping also said to himself a long time ago... He seemed to be unqualified to comment on Fang Ruchang.

He always made all kinds of excuses for himself, and never had the courage to introduce that hard-working girl to his family.

"Well, be careful and don't be too tired from work."

After hanging up the call with his girlfriend, Fang Jiping walked alone on the road to the community. He smiled to himself, but secretly made up his mind.

After he becomes famous and successful, he must bring this hard-working girl into his family... He no longer wants to continue to be like a puppet on strings.

Boom, boom, boom.

Suddenly, Fang Jiping heard some sounds.

These voices are so familiar. He suddenly stopped and pursued the sound buried deep in his memory.

He found the source of the sound not far from his door.

Under the street lamp, there is a rickety figure, probably an old woman, looking like a scavenger. Those thumping sounds came from a small rattle in the lady's hand.

The sound of the shaking rattle made Fang Jiping step forward subconsciously. Under the streetlight, his eyes were almost attracted to this rattle.

In his memory, he once had such a rattle.

Fang Jiping came back from his thoughts and found that the lady holding the rattle was looking at him unblinkingly. His white eyes were a little scary under the street lights at night, and there were wrinkles on his face that seemed to be able to hide shadows. He subconsciously took a step back.

I only heard the aunt call out carefully at this time: "Tiger baby."

Fang Jiping's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help blurting out: "How do you know this name?"

"Hu baby!" The aunt suddenly took a step forward excitedly, grabbed Fang Jiping's hand, and said in a whisper: "Hu baby, it's me! I'm your mother!"

mother……

Fang Jiping was suddenly startled. He suddenly pushed away the palm of the aunt's hand on his arm and said quickly, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Hu baby! I am really your mother! Have you forgotten? When you were a child, you loved to eat the popsicles sold in the village entrance shop. As soon as summer came, you clamored to eat them... To you, you clamored again He rolled on the ground and hit a rock on the back of his head, leaving a scar! Touch the back of your head! Hu baby, my mother has been looking for you for many years, and finally found you!"

Fang Jiping suddenly took a deep breath and took a step back: "I don't know what you are talking about. My name is not Huwa, and I don't know you... If you want to find your son, go somewhere else."

With that said, Fang Jiping turned around and walked away quickly.

The aunt behind him seemed to be very nervous and anxious, and she quickly followed him up. It's just that she was suffering from an old illness and couldn't walk fast at all. Within a few steps, she stumbled and fell to the ground.

Hearing the sound of pain, Fang Jiping turned around subconsciously... He looked at the lady sitting on the ground, gritted his teeth, walked over quickly, took out his wallet, and took out all the cash in it. , placed it on the aunt's hand, "Go away, I'm really not your son."

Before the aunt could say anything, Fang Jiping turned around and left quickly.

"Tiger baby! Tiger baby! Tiger baby..."

She didn't stop, only the cold streetlights accompanied her, and she sat helpless on the road again as she had for the past twenty years. The aunt lowered her head, hugged the rattle in her hand, and sobbed softly.

…

"Would you like some water? I think you only drank some soup one night, and you didn't even take a sip of water."

Under the street lamp, Luo Qiu unscrewed the bottle for his aunt and handed the small bottle to her hand.

The aunt held the water bottle tremblingly and didn't say anything. She just sat quietly like this. After a long time, the aunt's mood seemed to relax a little. She raised her head, but an ugly smile appeared on her miserable face: "Big Mom" Brother, thank you, I really found my son! He is really the tiger baby, he didn’t recognize it, I know, it’s him.”

"He has no intention of recognizing you."

Luo Qiu, who had been observing from the sidelines, naturally saw Fang Jiping's reactions one by one.

The aunt smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, for so many years, I have been thinking about what I should say to my son if I find him one day. I think about it every day and every night, and I think about it when I eat, I think about it even when I’m caught in the rain and have a high fever, and I also think about it when I’m dreaming...those kidnappers deserved a thousand cuts, but it’s me who deserves to die the most.”

The aunt burst into tears and said: "Hu boy, he must hate me... That year, if I hadn't been a good gambler and couldn't remember anything when I started gambling, how could I have lost him? I still remember that day. So I jumped into the stall, thinking that nothing would happen in my own village, and if I thought the child was troublesome, I would leave him outside..."

"I know, he must hate me... Such a young child was kidnapped..." The aunt cried bitterly: "I deserve to die! I deserve to die all these years! My heart feels like being cut by a knife every day. . He...if he doesn't recognize me, how can I blame him!"

Luo Qiu glanced at the corner of the path and saw a figure flashing past.

He knew that Fang Jiping hadn't gone far yet, just hiding.

Luo Qiu, who didn't intend to point it out, helped Auntie up from the ground, "Let's do this tonight, Auntie, I'll find a place for you to rest."

The aunt said in shock: "Brother, why are you helping me? You have already found my son."

Luo Qiu said calmly: "If we find the person, but if we don't find the heart, our work is not completed."

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Deputy Editor Ren carried two boxes of beef offal gluten and radishes, as well as several bottles of beer, and climbed the stairs of the old building.

Not long after, she rang the doorbell in front of a door: "Ye Yan, Ye Yan! Little Ye Zi! It's me, open the door quickly, I'll treat you to a supper!"

It was after get off work, and I suddenly remembered that Ye Yan was still squatting here to monitor kingkong. Although I promised not to interfere anymore... I thought I was here to deliver supper. This is a consolation!

After pressing the door for a while, there was no response. Ren Ziling couldn't help but said in shock: "Is this guy out?"

Ren Ziling took out her mobile phone.

Feeling that his trip was completely in vain and a waste of emotion, Deputy Editor Ren leaned against the door in confusion, planning to make a call to Ye Yan.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he leaned down, the door suddenly opened, and Ren Ziling, who was caught off guard, rushed in.

The phone you dialed is switched off.

Listening to the faint sound of her cell phone ringing, Ren Ziling got up, rubbed the sore spot, touched the switch next to the door, and turned on the light.

"Is this... a war?"

However, they saw that the room was being rummaged through and in a state of chaos, and all the equipment used for surveillance had disappeared.

Ren Ziling was stunned and subconsciously reached out to pull the door lock. The pin lock suddenly came loose from the door.

It was destroyed by someone!