President, what do you want me to do

Chapter 31

After transferring several times in a row, he finally returned to City B. Instead of going back to his hometown, he took a taxi directly to the house in the city. City B has changed a lot. The camphor trees beside the road are so lush that they almost cover the sky, adding a little greenness to the city.Many tall buildings have been built left and right, and more are being built.After getting out of the taxi, he walked slowly on the small road with his travel bag. On both sides were the walls of other people’s houses, with many branches and leaves sprouting from them. The houses were older, mostly covered with white tiles, with two floors and surrounded by a yard. Plant some flowers and vegetables.The house used to be closer to the inside, and taxis couldn't get there, so he got out of the car and walked for a while to get there.Pushing open the fence of the courtyard gate, the inside is a bit barren, the original flowerpots are full of weeds, and the room is gloomy and unpopular.He stayed in this room for a few days and searched the whole house, but found nothing, the house was very dusty.

In the end, I only found an old photo album. The first few pages were of Du Ruolan when she was young. At the beginning, various expressions and movements, stroking the hard paper surface, slightly raised, thinking about cutting it with a fruit knife, and pulling out an old photo from it, that person between a man and a boy, wearing glasses, gentle Xiu, she looked very stable, and her outline looked very similar to him. In an instant, he knew that this person was his father, Fu Yingsheng!With that album in hand, he set out to find the orphanage among the old photos.

A week later, he stood at the gate of the XX Children's Welfare Institute with a photo in hand. He felt that the orphanage had changed a lot, and its scope had expanded a lot.Walking into the yard, there are many children playing, a middle-aged woman asked him what's the matter, he smiled and explained his purpose.The woman widened her eyes slightly, then nodded and led him to the dean.The dean is already an old lady in her 60s, looking at him kindly.After he explained his purpose, the old dean narrowed his happy eyes, looked at him, and murmured, why he is so big and so good.He also smiled happily, and took out the photos from that year. The old dean looked at them for a long time, and suddenly asked him how his mother was. He was surprised, and asked the old dean how he still remembered Du Ruolan. The dean recalled with a smile: "I led your mother into the room that day. Your mother recognized you as soon as she saw you. She hugged you and cried very sadly. In fact, your mother's conditions at that time could not adopt you, but your mother almost knelt down and begged for you. I, so, I still remember clearly the scene at that time~ I didn’t expect your mother to go so early, alas~ Your mother must have been quite difficult~"

, He stared at the yellowed photo, unable to speak for a long time, yes~ how difficult it was for her~ and the source of all this was him!The dean chatted with him for a long time. When he left, he slipped a check to the dean. The dean didn't refuse, but just thanked him for the children. He waved his hand and left.In the hotel, he was lying on the bed, opened Du Ruolan's diary, found that passage to find Fu Yingsheng's record, and decided to follow the address to find his so-called biological father!He was already very tired after running back and forth, carrying his luggage, and he searched slowly. The small town in those days gradually took on the appearance of a county town, changed a lot and developed a lot.He felt like Du Ruolan back then, with a strange mood, walking towards that person's place step by step, but what Du Ruolan learned was that Fu Yingsheng was married, but what he learned was that Fu Yingsheng was dead.Then, Du Ruolan left without a sound, but he stayed behind without a sound!

On a rainy night ten years ago, Fu Yingsheng, who was drunk, rolled down a ravine on his bike and fell to his death, leaving his wife Chen Xiuyun and one-year-old daughter Fu Ruoqing behind.Chen Xiuyun is a strong woman. She has not remarried for ten years. She supported the family alone and brought up Fu Ruoqing.Looking at the woman opposite the black-stained red lacquered table, the woman has a calm expression. Years of hard work have made her look much older than her actual age. Her hair is messy and somewhat curly, with drooping corners of her eyes. She has dark skin and an ordinary face. Medium and skinny, his hands on the table are rough and wide, with black dirt between the fingers.There were still a few fragments of vegetable leaves on the skirt, and the woman was still chopping vegetable leaves and mixing them with feed just now.He slowly told the truth, the woman was always calm, her expression seemed a little dull.After he finished speaking, he still didn't say anything, and finally stared at the table in front of him and asked, "Is she okay?"