Probably because of the crowd, Lin Suixiang became more and more excited.

Kneeling on the ground didn't count, and he kept kowtowing to Yun Hua.

"Huahua, please, help me find your younger brother." Lin Suixiang kowtowed and cried, "Pengpeng is only two years old, and you haven't had time to see him yet..."

Yun Hua rubbed his eyebrows.

Indeed, when she and her mother came to the city, her aunt Lin Suixiang had just become pregnant, and she and her mother hadn't been back to the countryside for more than two years.

During the Chinese New Year holidays, grandma called to ask for money. Anyway, as long as the money is sent back, it doesn't matter whether people return or not.

In addition, during the Spring Festival every year, father Yun Congjun's security company was the busiest. It was impossible for him to go back to the countryside, and his mother never took Yun Hua back.

When my aunt gave birth to Yun Zhipeng, his father Yun Congjun asked Jiang Huanqing to send 1,000 yuan to his hometown. In the past two years, even now, 1,000 yuan was considered a lot. After all, at this time of year when there are banquets in rural areas, the gift for ordinary neighbors is only 50 yuan, for ordinary relatives it is 100 yuan, and for closer relatives it is 200-300 yuan.

Yun Congjun gave one thousand, which is already a lot.

A year later, when Yun Zhipeng was one year old, there was a banquet to be held, and Yun Congjun asked him to send another thousand, not to mention the money sent back during the Chinese New Year.

All the land and ancestral house in my hometown belonged to Uncle Yun Congbing, and money was sent to them during the New Year.

After Yun Hua and her mother came out of the countryside, they didn't want to go back at all, so if they had an excuse not to go back, they wouldn't go back.

And grandma Han Ying and uncle and aunt didn't care about whether they would go back or not, as long as they had money to send them back.

That's why Yun Hua only knew that his aunt had given birth to a younger brother named Yun Zhipeng, but he didn't know what Yun Zhipeng looked like.

My aunt gave birth to two sons, the eldest, Yun Zhiming, was already in the fifth grade of primary school, and here was a two-year-old Yun Zhipeng, two big fat boys, compared to his mother, Jiang Huanqing, who only gave birth to a daughter...

It is conceivable how much grandma Han Ying loves her uncle's family, and how much she dislikes Jiang Huanqing!

...

Yun Hua looked at Lin Suixiang, who was kneeling on the ground, without any sympathy in his heart.

But there was a question she had to ask.

"Why are you looking for me?" Yun Hua asked, "What can I do to help you find your child?"

"You..." Lin Suixiang was at a loss for words, but quickly said, "Huahua, you are a celebrity now, we all know it! You have been on TV, won a gold medal, and met the mayor. As long as you tell the mayor Let the police find us Pengpeng first, send more police, and we will definitely find it!"

Yun Hua laughed: "Auntie, you really think of me as omnipotent. If the child is lost, you should report it to the police, and the police will naturally help you find it. What can I do to make the police listen to me? Just because I met the mayor There are so many people who have met the mayor, and everyone goes to the mayor to do this or that, then the mayor is no longer the mayor, but a nanny."

"I really don't have the ability to help you find children, so go away." Yun Hua said, "Although my surname is Yun, it has nothing to do with you. Don't make trouble in the future. Go back to the bridge and go back to the road."

"No, no, that's not okay. Huahua, we don't want the house anymore. Your uncle and I never thought about wanting your house... After all, this house was left to you mother and daughter by the eldest brother, but you have to help us Find Pengpeng!"

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