Evening wind is not as affectionate as you

There are not many words in the letter, only a few simple sentences, and from the erratic handwriting of this person, it can be seen that this letter must have been written when she was dying, and the handwriting gives people the feeling of weakness.

"I'm sorry daughter, I can't watch you grow up, I hope you can live a happy and ordinary life, I love you, love you very much, but I'm not a competent mother, I really can't help it... "

Then it suddenly disappeared, and a letter came to an abrupt end.

Li Mochen couldn't guess what happened afterwards, but he could see that Xiang Qinghuan had no choice but to do so.

But only from this letter, it is still impossible to know what happened that year.

"Forgive me?"

"I don't know. After all, I don't know what happened that year, so I can't say whether I will forgive you or not. There is no rush for this matter. Let's talk about it when I go back to my uncle."

What touched Xia Wan's heart the most were the three words of love. She had already been a mother once, so she could somewhat understand the feelings of being a mother.

But it's just understanding. She needs to know what happened back then before she can decide whether to forgive her mother or not.

"Madam, your mother loves you very much."

"I love you too, Mo Chen."

In order not to continue this topic, Xia Wan changed the subject directly, and only after she finished speaking did she realize that something was wrong.

She seemed to have taken advantage of Li Mochen, but she didn't know if he heard it or not.

"Ma'am, I love you too, do you want to feel it, huh?"

"Cough, Mr. Li, I'm very tired and have no energy."

"Madam can enjoy it, she doesn't need to contribute."

Hearing what Li Mochen said, Xia Wan knew that she would not be able to run away tonight. If she had known, she would not be so cheap, and she would not have to pay herself for it.

After a night of ups and downs, the lives of the two seem to return to normal, as if nothing happened that day.

But Li Mochen knew in his heart that Xia Wan still cared, otherwise he wouldn't always be in a daze from time to time.

"Let's go, go back to uncle's house with fourth brother after get off work today."

"it is good."

Hearing Li Mochen's voice, Xia Wan came back to her senses and nodded. Although she tried her best these days not to think about her mother.

But I still can't help but think, people are like this, knowing that wild thinking is fruitless, but still can't help but think wildly.

"What did uncle say?"

After Xia Wan saw Xiang Yang, she asked straight to the point, but what she didn't expect was that he shook his head.

"I haven't said it yet. To be honest, I'm scared this time. I dare not say it. Although the old man is in good health, this matter is a blow to the old man..."

Xiang Yang didn't continue talking, but Xia Wan was not stupid, so he could naturally understand his concerns.

But do you really want to keep silent for the rest of your life?
She felt that her uncle had worked so hard for so many years, and now he had a clue, and the one who should not hide it from him was her uncle, but she didn't say anything, and looked out the window silently.

"I know I shouldn't hide it from the old man, but I still can't say it."

"Then do you decide to say it or not? Fourth brother, I respect your choice. After all, my mother has left, and there's nothing to be sad about. In fact, it's pretty good now."

Xia Wan said it plainly, but only she knew that when she said those words just now, her heart throbbed with pain. After all, her mother is also a poor person.

I have lived alone for so many years, and now I finally know about it, but it may be forgotten by everyone again.

Xiang Yang was silent for a long time before squeezing out a word between his teeth, "Say!"

Because there is no impenetrable wall in the world, they know that it is not easy to keep the old man a secret.

Moreover, if the old man finds out by himself, he might be unable to eat and walk around, and the old man may be even more sad at that time.

"If uncle agrees, I plan to move my mother's grave here. Although I don't want to disturb her rest, I don't want to see her alone in the wilderness without relatives."

"You don't have to worry about this, the old man will definitely agree."

As Xiang Yang's son, Xiang Yang saw his father's hard work for so many years, and they never gave up, looking for clues from all over the world, but what they didn't expect was that people were right under their noses.

"By the way, Li Mochen, I forgot to ask you how you found out about this."

Xia Wan was also taken aback by Xiang Yang's question. Her mind was full of other things these days, so she ignored this matter as well.

"Strictly speaking, this clue was deliberately thrown to me by Li Moting, in order to stop me from continuing to follow, but I don't know where he got the clue from."

Li Mochen had been investigating the news of Xia Wan's mother for a long time, but there was no clue. Now that it suddenly appeared, as long as he was not stupid, he could guess Li Moting's intentions.

But even if he knew it in his heart, he had to jump into this trap, but that person would be really naive if he thought that this would interrupt his plan.

Xia Wan's eyes widened in surprise. To be honest, she didn't expect this incident to be related to Li Moting. At first, she thought that she had already thought highly of him, but now it seems that she still underestimated him.

The few people arrived at Xiang's house soon, and the topic was left behind. They went upstairs. When Xia Wan saw her uncle's graying hair, she had been brewing a lot of words on the road. But he couldn't say a word.

"Girl, what's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell? Come and sit down. Today your aunt knew you were coming, so she made your favorite pork rib soup early, and stayed for dinner before leaving."

Looking at Xia Wan's strange expression, Xiang Yuannan subconsciously felt that she was uncomfortable, so he came over and took her hand and sat down on the sofa.

Seeing her eyes full of concern and distress, Xia Wan couldn't explain her purpose for coming today.

"Uncle, I want to ask about my mother."

Xia Wan's question caused Xiang Yuannan, who was drinking water, to stiffen his hands, and then quickly returned to normal. After sighing, he nodded.

"Uncle, have you seen this photo?"

With that said, Xia Wan took out the yellowed photos from her satchel and handed them to Xiang Yuanxiang.

Although she has been carrying these photos with her for the past few days, every time she touches them, she still feels a little "hot" for no reason.

Xiang Yuannan reached out his hand to take the photo and was taken aback for a moment, then the circles of his eyes turned red.