69novels Chapter 38 Chapter 38
Chapter 38 Chapter 38
"Ding Lingling." The crisp ringtone of the mobile phone pulled Tang Yun back to the world from her panic.
"Sister Yunyun, I'm at your door, where are you?" Tang Jingyuan's panting was mixed into the microphone.
"You wait, I'll be there right away." Tang Yun hung up the phone and walked out of the porch, the last snow of winter was still falling.
"Sister Yunyun, this blizzard looks like it will last for two or three days. I can still drive while I'm on the way, so I'll come and bring you some food. Don't starve you anymore." Tang Jingyuan scratched her head and giggled sheepishly.
"Bring the food here." Tang Yun pointed sideways at the Jian family's house that had melted into a snow scene behind her.
Tang Yun took a box of food and turned around and pushed open the door of Jian's courtyard. Tang Jingyuan followed Tang Yun through the courtyard on the snow and delivered boxes of emergency food to Jian's kitchen.
"Hey, what is this?" Tang Jingyuan passed by a row of old empty houses used to store wood on the right side of Jian's courtyard, and a hard object hit her foot, and the dry noise produced by the friction between the rubber sole and the silver product was harsh. With her eardrums closed, Tang Yun casually glanced down at Tang Jingyuan's feet when she heard the sound, and the object lying quietly in the snow water in front of her was actually the necklace that Jiangnan was thinking about.
"This is Mrs. Jane's belongings." Seeing the exact outline of the photo box, Tang Yun vaguely recalled the period when Uncle Jian cheated. Jiang Nan briefly lived in the apartment where Tang Yun and Jane Lai lived. In the dead of night, holding a photo box in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
"Then put it away quickly." Tang Jingyuan stretched out her finger and picked up the old necklace belonging to Jiangnan from the snow, and took out a handkerchief from the pocket of her coat, wiped the box full of scriptures and handed it to Tang Yun , then hurried to the next location with the rest of the food.
"Yunyun, it's snowing heavily in Qingchuan, and the roads have been blocked. My return to Lucheng may be delayed by two days." The phone rang with the wind and snow, and Jiangnan explained the itinerary through the microphone.
"The road is slippery after the snow, you must wait until the road conditions improve before coming back." Tang Yun reminded her heartily.
"Did you find that Gawu box?" Jiang Jiang asked again on the phone after a few seconds.
"Gawu box? Are you referring to the old photo box tied under the wax thread necklace?" Tang Yun was a little confused.
"Well, that is a portable Buddhist altar used to carry Buddha statues and scriptures. It is rumored that touching the Buddha statue with the skin of ordinary people will be sacrilegious. Therefore, in order to prevent the pollution of the outside world, the Buddha statue in the Gawu box cannot be opened again once it is installed." Jiang Nan explained to Tang Yun in detail on the phone.
"Fortunately, I found it." Tang Yun sighed through the microphone after hearing Jiangnan's explanation.
"Yunyun, thank you, where did you find the photo box?" Jiangnan's unconscious joy was transmitted to his ears through the microphone.
"The photo box was found in front of the wood storage room of Uncle Jian's house." Tang Yun truthfully reported to Jiangnan.
"Really? Then you must keep it safe for me." Jiang Nan's tone suddenly dropped, and then the phone was hung up in a hurry.
Before the busy tone came, Tang Yun vaguely heard the words "I've been waiting for a long time". The female voice who said these words exuded a strong maternal warmth, which made people linger unconsciously.
On that winter afternoon, Tang Yun walked in the alley between the two courtyards with an antique photo box belonging to Jiangnan in her pocket, rubbing the shape of the photo box with her fingertips through the fabric.
Tang Yun lit a cigarette under the acacia tree in front of the courtyard. The smell of tobacco was accompanied by orange flames. Tang Yun deliberately emptied her mind, but the silhouette of Jiangnan sitting for a long time holding a photo box kept jumping out of her eyes.
Tang Yun curled up in her coat pocket and exerted a little force on her right hand. Immediately, the muffled sound of the photo box being dragged came from her ears. The cigarette caught between her left fingers was roughly thrown on the ground by Tang Yin, and the soles of her shoes ran over the white Cigarettes and tobacco debris rolled over the snow-covered bluestone road with the cold wind.
There was another dull sound, and the photo box was pried open along the gap with her fingertips. Tang Yun took out the photo box belonging to Jiangnan, and slowly removed the thumb covering half of the photo box. The silver photo box was inlaid with A group photo of the two of them, on the left is Lu Yunto who is sixteen or seventeen years old, and on the right is a terrified young boy of eleven or twelve years old. The image of that boy is slowly enlarged and filled in Tang Yun's mind, and then with On the night of Tang Yun's 20th birthday, the portraits of teenagers hanging in front of the bedroom door overlapped steadily. Tang Yun stood in the space of illusion and opened the door. The portraits that filled the bedroom that night were all engraved with teenagers without exception. A handsome face.
"But why is there a photo of mother Lu Yuntou and young Jianwei on Jiangnan's neck?" A thought suddenly exploded in Tang Yun's mind amidst the confusion.
"Little Mo, do you remember what Jian Wei looked like when he was eleven or twelve years old?" In order to prevent memory errors, Tang Yun calmed down and returned home to call Qian Mo to confirm.
"Jian Wei's appearance? Of course I remember." Qian Mo was somewhat surprised by Tang Yun's question.
"Then do you have Jianwei's photo?" Tang Yun asked through the microphone.
"I don't have Jianwei's photo. I only brought a few things with me when I left Lucheng." Qian Mo's voice lowered quietly when he mentioned the past.
"I'm sending a photo to your phone now, help me find out if this boy is Jian Wei." Tang Yun talked to Qian Mo while operating the phone.
"Wait a minute, let me take a look." The other end of the phone immediately fell silent.
"Mo Mo, why aren't you asleep?" A middle-aged man's sleepy voice came from the microphone after a while.
"Help senior sister verify the information, you go to bed first, I'll be there later." Qian Mo deliberately lowered his voice.
"Sister Yunyun, I received the photo. That boy is not Jian Wei. Jian Wei has been a hero since he was a child, and he is completely opposite to the boy in the photo." The answer given by Qian Mo in the microphone Tang Yun was instantly confused.
"Well, I see, Xiao Mo, thank you." Tang Yun pursed her lips in thanks.
"Sister Yunyun, are you still investigating that matter? I advise you not to continue the investigation, it is impossible to get results." Qian Mo sighed softly through the phone.
"Little Mo, good boy, I'll take care of myself." Tang Yun softly comforted the sad primary school girl.
"Sister, Jian Wei's whereabouts is a secret that our family members guard together. If you touch upon his identity during the investigation, I hope you can agree with our position. Please help him keep it a secret no matter what. Just take it for Uncle Jian's sake." At the end of the conversation, Qian Mo suddenly reminded.
"Okay, Xiao Mo, senior sister agrees to you." Tang Yun hung up the phone in her hand full of bewilderment.
After the scandal happened that year, the police came to investigate. After the police left, Tang Yun asked the three uncles who were present who was the handsome boy in the photo frame. Gao Linhao told Tang Yun that the boy in the photo frame was Jian Lai's biological brother Jian Wei, He repeatedly told Tang Yun not to mention the existence of the portrait in front of the police for the sake of Jane Lai.
In the old days when Jian Wei was dead, the rumors of Jian Lai's father who avenged his elder brother had been proven to be fabricated by Gao Linhao, and now even the identity of the boy in the portrait was confirmed by Qian Mo as a fake. The blanket wrapped her body tightly.