Perhaps it was because she was reminded of the days she spent with Yingying, but Aunt Zhang couldn't help but cry.
From when Yingying was eight years old to when she was eighteen.
Aunt Zhang took care of her for ten whole years.
How many decades did one have in life?
Four years in college, two years after graduation, and then Chen Xi's disappearance and her pregnancy.
In a flash, another ten years had passed.
How many decades did one have left in life?
Chen Xi had long noticed that something was wrong with Aunt Zhang's mood, so before Aunt Zhang cried, he coaxed the little girl to watch TV.
The little girl couldn't bear to see others cry. If she saw her grandmother crying, she would probably cry immediately.
Chen Xi held the phone and didn't speak.
After a long while.
After Aunt Zhang's emotions gradually calmed down, Chen Xi asked, "Aunt Zhang, does Yingying have any relatives?"
"Yes, she seems to have quite a lot of relatives, but they're not in Shang Jing … I have to go home during the holidays, so I haven't seen her relatives much."
"Does she have any siblings?"
"There should be a few. I've seen Yingying's younger sister, who is her second uncle's daughter. She only came once. But that girl isn't close to Yingying. When she came, she was cold to Yingying, as if someone owed her money … I don't like that girl. "
"Younger sister? What's her name? "
"I'm not familiar with that girl, and it's been more than ten years. How can I remember?"
"Okay …"
Chen Xi nodded helplessly.
He wanted to ask more about Yingying, but at this time, Aunt Zhang's granddaughter suddenly cried.
Chen Xi had no choice but to reluctantly say goodbye to Aunt Zhang.
…
Shang Jing was in the north.
Therefore, after the National Day, the weather would gradually turn cold, and the temperature difference between day and night would increase.
The father and daughter naturally occupied this' mansion 'with a market value of hundreds of millions.
Every afternoon after dinner, Chen Xi would take the little girl to stroll around Shichahai.
Gradually, many neighbors got to know them.
It had been a long time since anyone had lived in this courtyard house.
Therefore, in the beginning, some of the neighbors who still remembered Aunt Zhang and Yingying would always look at Chen Xi and his daughter suspiciously. As long as they did anything unusual, they would not hesitate to call the police.
Let the outsiders see that other than the CY district in Shang Jing, there was also the XC district!
However, the little fellow didn't care about the strange gazes of others at all.
Every time someone asked, more or less trying to test whether they were old deadbeats who had taken over someone else's house, she would proudly puff out her chest and say loudly, "This is my mommy's house! Therefore, this is my home! "
At this time, people would ask: Where's your mother?
This was a very complicated question.
Therefore, every time she heard this question, she would always be like a frosted eggplant, weakly stammering, "My MaMa went abroad and hasn't returned yet …"
This was what Chen Xi had told her.
Her father wouldn't lie to her, so as long as they stayed here, her mother would definitely come back!
She really wanted to see her mother …
Just like how Chen Xi also wanted to see Yingying.
However, as time passed day by day.
Chen Xi's heart sank day by day.
Every day, Feng Mintai would pretend to pay a visit to him.
Although he said it was a visit, he was actually worried that Chen Xi had already found the person he wanted, so he would renege on the debt and not pay.
A clue was worth one million, but if Chen Xi found the person he wanted to see in this house, then the one million would become ten million!
After all, he was the one who found the clue to this house.
However, with his punctual visits every day, Feng Mintai gradually realized that the ten million might not be so easy to earn.
Helplessly, the project was restarted.
This time, they focused on Qin Yongyan.
This was the only clue that could be developed again.
…
In the purple world, the wisps of smoke stopped cold, and the rain passed through the clouds.
Envied the peach leaves, the curved sill in front of the window, the swallow's nest, and the willow's vermillion door.
Looking back at the first year, the misty hair fluttered in the wind, and the delicate spring.
In the welcome place, only the youthful beauty was affectionate, and the jade pendant was attentive.
Who knew that at this moment, the ecstasy.
Vaguely smiling in front of people.
Remembering the slender palm, it really became a dream, the resentment and memory of the flower, should be a double literature.
Carrying the mood of wine, teaching the beauty poetry, regretting in vain that the romantic has wronged people.
Who should go, waiting to send the hatred, the two places equally.
…
On October 10th, the first snow fell in the Mentougou mountain area.
However, it could not be considered the first snow in Shangjing.
The so-called first snow was strictly regulated.
Only when more than 10 of the 20 man-made stations in Shangjing observed the phenomenon of snow; or when all 5 stations in the city (Chaoyang, Haidian, Fengtai, Shijingshan, and Observatory) observed the phenomenon of snow; or when 3 or more of the 5 stations in the city observed the phenomenon of snow, and at least one station had snowfall.
Only when the snow was 0.1 millimeter could it be considered the first snow.
Winter was getting closer and closer, and the locust trees in the courtyard finally lost all their leaves.
They held up the graceful branches of the withered trees as if they were welcoming the coming winter.
The little fellow went out less and less often.
There was only one thing she liked now, and that was to hide in the warm room with the electric heater, wrapped in a quilt, and watch TV with the Big Cat.
Shangjing was dry and cold, and Zhonghai was wet and cold.
Although the temperature in Zhonghai was higher in winter, it was windy and humid.
The most important thing was that there was no heating.
The house in the Kang Ju District did not even have air conditioning, let alone heating, so the little fellow had always been afraid of winter.
She did not expect that after coming to Shangjing, the electric heater in the courtyard house would make her fall in love with this winter.
Chen Xi stood in the courtyard in a daze for longer and longer.
His temper was also getting worse and worse.
Of course, for the little fellow, Chen Xi still doted on her as usual.
But for anyone other than the little fellow, Chen Xi could only laugh.
Including the Big Cat.
Although Chen Xi did not scare it much, the Big Cat now took the initiative to avoid Chen Xi when it saw him.
Unless the little fellow held it, it did not dare to get within five meters of Chen Xi.
Even Big Cat received this kind of treatment, not to mention the incomparably treacherous Feng Mintai.
However, Feng Mintai was also a master of changing the rudder according to the wind. Since the last time he was kicked out of the courtyard by Chen Xi, every time he came back, he would not cross the Chuihua Gate again.
This was because he had a vague feeling that something was about to happen.
If he provoked Chen Xi again, his life might be in danger.
Ning Zhongguo and Xu Wei did not dare to call Chen Xi now.
Although the influence of the Energy Cultivation Pill had declined to the lowest point under their joint efforts.
But some fires were easy to light.
It was difficult to destroy them.
So after a lot of hesitation and consideration, Ning Zhongguo had to summon up the courage to carefully call Chen Xi.
However.
Chen Xi only responded with one word.
Get out.
After hanging up the phone, Ning Zhongguo looked at Xu Wei helplessly.
Xu Wei was a little confused.
That was a boss above the ministerial level. Would Mr. Chen refuse?
Ning Zhongguo shook his head and did not speak.
Xu Wei was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, wishing that he was the one who called just now.
Ning Zhongguo patted him on the shoulder silently, motioned for him to calm down, and then walked to the window.
After exhaling deeply, he could not help but sigh. "A storm is coming … Wind Building …"
…
It was getting colder and colder.
November 21st.
The little fellow received the biggest gift besides her father.
New snow.
When she woke up that night, Shang Jing City had completely changed.
The first snow of this year came earlier than before.
When the little girl crawled out of Nuannuan's bed, she found that the courtyard had completely changed.
It was like being painted with white paint, and the whole courtyard was dyed white.
Wrapped in silver, it was exceptionally enchanting.
She put on her small cotton-padded jacket and did not wait for Chen Xi to wash her face.
She had already rushed out of the room and ran to the courtyard, shouting crazily.
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