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Chen Jia was like being struck by lightning. She opened her mouth for a long time and couldn't speak. Jiang Zhengning knew by looking at her expression that she was right this time.

Chen Jiazhun sat back in his seat again, took out his mobile phone and hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to call or not. After all, the family is now living a happy life. Suddenly, I don't know if the elderly at home can bear it. .

All kinds of thoughts went round in her heart. Chen Jia looked at Jiang Zhengning and asked seriously, Did you guys abandon my grandfather on purpose?

Really not, he is my brother, how could we deliberately abandon him, it's too late to pick him up. Jiang Zhengning still felt very sad when he mentioned the past: In the past few decades, not only my parents, but also Even the three of us, the three siblings, have always been brooding about the loss of our little brother. Now my parents are in their 90s. They insisted on flying back to China because they wanted to find my little brother again, no matter what the family. Everyone has to meet again.

Chen Jia is a girl after all, her eyes turned a little red when she heard this, and she felt sore in her heart. She hesitated for a while, but still took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to her father: Dad, do you know my grandfather's life experience? Are his biological parents someone else?

Just after the news was sent, Chen Jia's father, Chen Weishan, immediately called and asked, Who did you listen to?

Chen Jia glanced at Jiang Zhengning and said, It's a family surnamed Jiang, who came back from abroad. They said that when he went abroad, his younger brother was brought back to the country by a nanny, and he couldn't leave together, and we lost contact after that.

Chen Weishan said immediately: Give your mobile phone to the family, and I want to chat with them in person.

Chen Jia handed the phone to Jiang Zhengning, Jiang Zhengning's fingers were shaking with excitement, and without saying hello, she couldn't wait to introduce herself: My name is Jiang Zhengning, my brother's name is Jiang Zhengyuan, my sister's name is Jiang Zhengjing, my lost brother. My name is Jiang Zhengcheng.

Chen Jia was silent for a moment when he heard the name. His grandfather's name was Chen Zhengcheng, which was only one surname different from Jiang Zhengcheng. It was estimated that this family was really his grandfather's lost family.

Chen Weishan's voice on the other side of the phone was a little trembling, and it took a long time to say: Second Uncle, my father and I have been waiting for you.

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Jiang Zhengning's parents were in their 90s and had not recovered after returning from abroad. Chen Weishan decided to accompany his father and mother to the imperial capital to meet the Jiang family.

It took more than seven hours to take the high-speed train from Mocheng to the Imperial Capital. Chen Weishan bought a ticket for the latest train. The Chen family arrived that night, and the Jiang family drove them to pick them up. When the car turned into a hutong that looked very old, the old Chen family's eyes were wet, and he reached out and held Chen Zhengcheng's hand: It's here, do you remember? Your family lives in the No. 1 courtyard of the hutong. .

The No. 1 courtyard was where the Jiang family lived. After the Jiang family went abroad, the courtyard was confiscated. Later, it was changed to a large courtyard, which was ruined and messy.

Jiang Zhengyuan bought this yard when he first came back in the 1990s, and arranged for someone to tear down all the broken sheds and partitions built inside. He took a rest in the old house, and still rebuilt it in the same way as the Jiang family used to be. For the decoration, I have been looking for the color of the floor for more than a year, and the furniture is all made by craftsmen. Fortunately, the Jiang family was wealthy and left a lot of photos, so that the houses were restored one by one.

Chen Zhengcheng was only three years old when he left with his nanny, Aunt Chen. However, as soon as Chen Lao nǎinǎi entered the yard, tears fell, and he let go of his son's hand and ran directly to Mrs. Jiang who was standing under the porch, and called out in a choked voice: Madam, you are finally back, I will take Cheng'er. When he brought it back, he was very good at my house, and he didn't make any trouble at all, so he was relieved.

Madam Jiang looked at her younger son and couldn't help crying. When her son left home, he was a naughty little boy who occasionally wets the bed. When we meet again, his temples will turn white.

Chen Zhengcheng looked at the two old people in front of him, took out a family portrait that had been treasured for decades from his pocket, walked over and called Dad and Mom, and Mrs. Jiang immediately hugged him and burst into tears.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Chen wiped her tears with her handkerchief, and said with tears, I brought Xiao Cheng back from the countryside, and as soon as I entered the city, Mr. Si, my subordinate, stopped me. Something was wrong, Mr. and Mrs. took the children abroad to avoid them, and asked me to take care of Xiaocheng first. They also gave me a sum of money, two large yellow croakers and a family photo, saying that my wife asked him to transfer it to me. Yes. I took Xiaocheng back to the country, and my husband said that it seemed more and more

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