How come this person looks a bit like Wen Song? Guan Hong observed the person in front of her. At first glance, they looked very similar, but now after a closer look, they seemed not so similar. The difference was still quite obvious.

However, a man who looked like Wensong was standing in front of her, and this sudden shock still made her a little overwhelmed.

The man did not stop, but walked steadily to her and said gently,

"Do you know Cheng Wensong? I'm his brother. My name is Huo Zhengming."

Guan Hong opened her eyes wide in surprise. She had always known that Wensong grew up in an orphanage. Wensong maintained a good relationship with the orphanage, and she had even accompanied Wensong back there several times before.

In those days, supplies were scarce, so you had to use coupons to buy anything. Without coupons, you couldn't buy anything even if you had money. Wen Song would collect some food coupons and send some flour and other food to the orphanage, and also bought maltose for the children in the orphanage.

Huo Zhengming could understand her reaction, and was not surprised to see her stunned. He looked up and around and then at Guan Hong.

"Do you have time? Let's find a place to talk."

Guan Hong finally came to her senses and found her voice, but it was still slightly hoarse, as if the suppressed breath had not yet been replenished.

"Okay, there's a teahouse nearby, let's go there."

Guan Hong took off her apron, took her keys and cell phone, and led him out the door.

The teahouse is just opposite the residential area. It has two floors and its business has always been good.

Maybe because today was a weekday, there were not many people in the teahouse in the evening, so the two of them directly booked a private room.

The box happened to be along the street, and the late winter and early spring sunshine shone in through the glass window. Huo Zhengming poured the brewed tea into a public cup, and held the cup to pour a cup of tea for each of them.

The aroma of oolong tea filled the air, and the rich aroma drifted into the air, adding some movement to the silent space.

Huo Zhengming looked at the mist rising from the teacup and glanced at the person opposite him.

"Cheng Wensong is my twin brother. His surname is the surname of the dean who took him in at the time, and his name was also given by the principal. I think he should have told you about this."

Guan Hong nodded. Wen Song had indeed told her that. At that time, the younger children in the orphanage all took Dean Cheng's surname, while the older ones who knew their own surnames and given names still used their original names.

Guan Hong looked at Huo Zhengming. He stood straight and behaved like a well-educated person. He didn't look like a liar. Besides, he looked a bit like Wen Song. However, Guan Hong still planned to ask the question in her mind first.

"How did you confirm that Wensong is your brother?"

Huo Zhengming had anticipated that Guan Hong would ask this question. He took out two photos from the inner pocket of his coat and handed them to Guan Hong.

"This is a photo of our family of four. I think you must have been to an orphanage. On the wall of the orphanage are photos of my brother when he was a child and a young man. It was based on this that I confirmed that Cheng Wensong is my brother."

There are many photos hanging on the walls of the orphanage, but not one for each person, but a group photo of the group, the principal and the staff. When these children grow up and give back to the orphanage, the principal will take a photo with them, and Cheng Wensong has left behind precious photos.

Seeing that Guan Hong did not question his words, Huo Zhengming picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea before continuing.

"His original name is Huo Zhengxing."

"My mother told me that my brother and I were only a year old at the time. We were basking in the sun in the yard. She put the needlework in her hands back into the house. It was only two or three minutes. When she came out, I was the only one left in the yard, and my brother was nowhere to be seen."

Huo Zhengming did not say much about the grief of his father and mother after his brother was abducted, but Guan Hong could imagine the scene at that time. The Huo family must have felt like the sky was falling, and the suffocating pain was unimaginable.

The atmosphere became a little heavy. Guan Hong held the cup lightly and asked,

"So now your parents..."

"They passed away two years ago. The nightmare of their brother being abducted tormented them for decades, and they became depressed, so their health has never been very good."

"But I have found him now, although he also..."

"But fortunately, he met you and has a daughter and grandson. I believe they will feel very relieved."

Guan Hong heard him mention Yinyin and Anan, as if he had already looked for them, so she asked,

"Have you met An An and the others?"

Huo Zhengming nodded.

"But they don't know who I am." Huo Zhengming laughed when he said this.

"What a coincidence! An An and my grandson go to the same kindergarten, and they even had a conflict."

Guan Hong also thought of the fight between An An and the twins some time ago, and couldn't help but sigh that this was such a coincidence that it seemed like fate.

The incident spanned a very long period of time. The pain and struggle during that period, those tormenting, heart-wrenching days, can all be described in just a few words.

The phone on the table vibrated twice. Guan Hong glanced at the screen and saw a WeChat message from Sister Zeng.

"Xiao Guan, where have you been? Sister Tian and I are at the door of your store."

Guan Hong looked up at Huo Zhengming, thought for a moment and asked him,

"Yinyin's other two mothers are coming to see me now. Do you want to take this opportunity to meet them?"

This was something Huo Zhengming had not thought of. Although he had thought about slowly establishing contact with An An and An An's side, he thought he might have to wait for a while. Unexpectedly, this was the right opportunity. So Huo Zhengming nodded and called the waiter to add a serving of tea and tea sets.

On this side, Zeng Yazhu, who received Guan Hong's message, didn't think much about it and took Tian Mingfang to the teahouse.

Led by the waiter, the two quickly arrived at the door of the box, where the curtains had been hung on hooks on both sides of the door frame.

Zeng Yazhu and Tian Mingfang looked inside and saw that there was another strange man besides Guan Hong, and the atmosphere in the box was a bit serious.

Guan Hong and Huo Zhengming had already stood up, and Huo Zhengming even greeted them first.

"Hello."

Although Zeng Yazhu and Tian Mingfang were confused, they responded in a friendly manner.

Guan Hong had already walked over and pulled the two sisters to sit down.

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In the kitchen, Li Yin was cooking dinner. It was just her and An An tonight, so two dishes and a soup would be enough.

An An likes to eat shrimps, which are easy to raise. Li Yin washed the live shrimps bought from the market, cut off the shrimp heads, picked out the shrimp threads, and put them in a pot to steam.

Another dish had been steaming in another pot for thirty minutes.

The aroma of rice mixed with meat became more and more intense. Li Yin opened the lid and saw that the flour on the steamed pork had firmly adhered to the fat and lean pieces of meat, presenting an attractive golden color.

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