Chapter 56 The tragedy of Yang Weiwei

Fu Rou followed Dean Wei to the backyard. She felt a little nervous and looked around curiously, hoping to find the familiar scenery.

Unfortunately, she was disappointed. Shuguang Orphanage had been completely changed since its renovation a few years ago, and her memories of that time were no longer there.

"Grandma Dean..."

Fu Rou came to the backyard and saw the old dean with white hair and frail body sitting on a chair under the grape tree at a glance, and trotted over quickly.

"You...are you?" The old dean narrowed his eyes and looked at Fu Rou with some doubts.

"Grandma Dean, have you forgotten me? I am Xiaorou back then." Fu Rou walked up to the old dean with a smile on her face and held her hand.

The old dean took a closer look, his eyes lit up, and he recalled, "Oh, oh, you are Xiaorou, you are so beautiful, but you were a beauty before, so it is normal to be so beautiful now."

"Hey, Grandma Dean is really good at praising people." Fu Rou also sat opposite the old Dean, looking down and out.

"You guys talk, I have to take care of the children." Dean Wei smiled and left knowingly.

"Xiaorou, how have you been during these years since you were adopted?" the old dean asked with a loving look on his face.

"Well, it's good. My adoptive parents treat me as their own. After I graduated from high school, my adoptive parents sent me abroad. Then my whole family immigrated abroad because of me." Fu Rou explained with gratitude in her words.

road.

"Well, that's good." The old dean smiled happily.

"Grandma dean, I just graduated and returned to China, and then my adoptive parents called me here..."

Fu Rou said.

"You...you want to find your biological parents?" Although the old dean was old, his thinking was still very quick, and he immediately guessed Fu Rou's purpose.

"Yes, I also want to know the news about my parents. At the same time, my adoptive parents also support me." Fu Rou nodded gently.

"This is a bit difficult. You can see that Shuguang has been renovated and all the previous information is gone." The old dean said awkwardly, but he immediately smiled, "But I knew you would come one day.

I asked about this, so I kept a clue for you."

Fu Rou felt a little disappointed when she heard what the old dean said in front of her. But when she heard what the old dean said in the back, she became energetic and asked, "Is it true?"

"Yes, wait..."

After that, the old dean got up and walked unsteadily towards one of the rooms in the backyard.

Fu Rou stood up and waited expectantly.

Not long after, the old dean came out, holding a small piece of paper in his hand, with a smile on his wrinkled face, "Xiaorou, this is the message left by the man who left you at the door of Shuguang. Maybe

It's your father. He left the message in the hope that one day you could look for them again."

"Well, thank you, grandma dean." Fu Rou came to the old dean and supported her with one hand. She took the small note with the other hand and looked at the note in her hand with joy and thanked her.

"Haha, Xiaorou and grandma are being polite. This address was more than ten years ago. It may have changed a lot, but you can use this clue to find it." The old dean smiled kindly, and then walked slowly.

Go to the chair under the vine.

"Um."

Fu Rou responded softly, and the two sat on the chairs again.

"Xiaorou, if you are so beautiful now, you must be pursued by many boys, right?" the old dean said with a joking smile.

"Fortunately, I just returned to China. When I was abroad, the aesthetic point of view was different, so no one followed me." Fu Rou pursed her lips and explained.

"Well, will you stay in Dinghai City from now on?" The old dean nodded and continued to care.

"Yes, I came back with my adoptive father and mother, and I may be in Dinghai City in the future." Fu Rou nodded and responded.

"Well, it's okay to stay here," the old dean said.

Fu Rou looked around and hesitated for a moment, "Grandma dean, don't you know you have news about that boy from back then?"

"Xiaoyun?"

The old dean was stunned and said with a smile, "I thought you had already forgotten Xiaoyun."

"Haha, I didn't forget." Fu Rou's pretty face turned red and she replied shyly.

"He's here today, and he's only been away for about half an hour," the old dean said.

"Such a coincidence? But it's such a pity that I came a little late." Fu Rou's expression condensed, and then she felt a little regretful.

"You are both in this city. Sooner or later, we will meet one day. I believe in fate." The old dean reached out and stroked Fu Rou's long hair and comforted, "He has just returned here in the past two years, and then, he will meet every year

He came here on the day he left Shuguang, and today happens to be that day, so even if you can't meet him, if you come here on this day next year, if nothing happens, you should be able to meet him."

"Um."

Fu Rou nodded, and then said a little guiltily, "By the way, I forgot to ask about your physical condition..."

"Silly boy, I'm so happy that you came to see me. I'm an old man." The old dean shook his head and smiled.

Next, Fu Rou started chatting with the old dean.

…

At this time, after leaving Shuguang Orphanage, Shen Yun started smoking one cigarette after another. Just like last year, not long after leaving Shuguang Orphanage, he found a 'small shop' and bought two packs of cigarettes and more than a dozen cigarettes.

I drank a small bottle of Erguotou and then came to the familiar river bank.

The river ahead was surging, and the grass was lush underfoot. It was already around 11 or 12 noon. Fortunately, the sun was not bright today. Shen Yun sat down on the grass, opened a pack of newly purchased cigarettes, and took two puffs.

The person looks lonely and lost.

"Year after year, I will keep waiting." Shen Yun picked up a bottle of Erguotou and drank it directly, letting the pure and spicy feeling hit his nerves.

…

Municipal People's Hospital, in the VIP room.

There was a pale-faced man lying on the hospital bed, a middle-aged man sitting at the head of the bed, and three men with sunglasses and cold temperaments standing next to them. The atmosphere at the scene was relatively serious.

"Uncle, you must help me take revenge this time." From the hospital bed, a roar of request rang out. The former famous boss of the Blood Ax Gang, Yang Weiwei, was now completely impotent. He lay in bed crying.

Venting bitterly.

Beside the bed, there was a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit with short hair neatly combed back. His face was stern, and there was a faint murderous intent in his sharp eyes. He said, "Which way? This method is too much."

Be cruel."

"I don't know either." Yang Weiwei said with a sad face, "By the way, it was the bitch Suman who brought him here."

Dong Dong...

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The man in Chinese tunic suit spoke.

The door opened, and a man in sunglasses walked in. After entering, the man in sunglasses closed the door, walked to the man in Chinese tunic suit, and said, "The investigation of Shen Yun's identity is clear. He returned to China in the past two years and started working part-time in Dinghai City. , was fired at the construction site a few days ago, but for some unknown reason, he actually received the certificate with Lin Xinying, the successor of Lin's enterprise, and there are no records of his previous..."

"There are no records? No clues at all?" the man in Mao suit frowned and asked.

"We can't find it, his record has been covered up." The man in sunglasses shook his head.

"Um."

The man in the Chinese tunic suit responded softly and pondered for a moment, "Arrest that Suman and the guy from Lin's Enterprise, and then wait for Shen Yun to take the bait."

"Oh, by the way, the guy from Lin's Enterprise, let Xie Ying go." The man in Chinese tunic suit suddenly reminded.

"OK."

After hearing this, the man in sunglasses nodded and left.

"The previous records are unknown. You know what it means. I don't know what kind of people you provoked this time, but seeing you like this, I have to do something. You can take good care of your injuries from now on." Mao suit. The man looked directly at Yang Weiwei and said meaningfully.

"Okay, I'm leaving first." The man in Chinese tunic suit stood up, said the order and left outside.

Bang!

The door closed, and the man in Chinese tunic and the men in sunglasses with serious expressions left.
Chapter completed!