Reborn in that autumn

"Ye Qiu took out the photo and will give it to you later." Wang Hongyu said, putting down the cup and taking a sip of tea.

Ye Qiu took out the photo that was in the pocket of his cotton coat behind him, walked to his grandfather on the kang, and handed it to his grandfather Wang Hongyu.

After giving the photo to his grandfather, Ye Qiu did not go back. Instead, he sat down not far from his grandfather. He pulled a big bear doll from the corner, placed it behind him, and found a comfortable position to lean on.

Then he started to listen to my grandpa’s story about the photo with a serious look on his face.

At this time, Wang Hongyu pointed at the photo and said, "If you want to say that this photo is your biological mother, then I can guess who you are."

"Who am I?" Wang Yu asked eagerly.

"You are my youngest uncle, Wang Yu. You are my biological uncle who shares the same origin. You are my father's biological brother, the youngest biological brother, and it is said that you were the only biological brother left alive at that time."

"Speaking of which, do you know why I am called Wang Hongyu? It has something to do with you, uncle." Grandpa said to Wang Yu.

"Why!" Wang Yu asked, suppressing his excitement.

Now that you know you have relatives, slowly listen to what your own nephew has to say!

So he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and continued to listen carefully.

Grandpa Wang Hongyu continued to say slowly: "Because you were lost. My father and mother gave birth to me the same year you were lost. Grandma transferred most of her love for you to me. Grandpa named me Wang Hongyu because of you." There is Wang Youyu in my name, but it’s not good to call you by your name directly, so I added the word " macro" in the middle just in case you come back one day, so you can distinguish me easily. After all, you are my uncle?"

Wang Hongyu sighed and shook his head: "But who would have thought that I couldn't find you for so many years. Until my grandparents and father passed away one after another, you became the only regret in their hearts."

"We came out to look for you, but there was no news at all. I don't know why."

Wang Yu sighed and said: "Perhaps fate plays tricks on people!"

"This is probably the only way to explain it, but I didn't expect that our fate would be connected by this little girl, Xiao Zizi. In this way, she can be regarded as my granddaughter." Wang Yu glanced at Ye Qiu and said.

The tone changed and he continued, "But, little Ye Zi, you should call me Grandpa Wang! Don't call my uncle Ye Zi from my grandpa's family, just my uncle. Who with a deaf ear would think you call me Lao Ye Zi?"

Ye Qiu sweetly replied: "I understand, Grandpa Wang."

"Dad, old..." Wang Jidong changed his words in time before he could finish saying "old".

He turned to his father and asked: "How did uncle lose it?"

I drank another sip of water to calm myself down, patted my chest, and said in my heart: "It's okay, it's okay, I almost fell into the pit, I almost went bald and called my uncle Lao Yezi."

"If I tell you, my father will not slap himself to death with the sole of his shoe."

Fortunately, no one found out and I didn't say anything. I'm really glad.

After Wang Hongyu heard his son's question, he looked at the time and thought to himself, "Is it only ten o'clock to watch the New Year's Eve?"It’s still early, so let’s talk!

After looking around, I didn't feel sleepy. Several little ones fell asleep, and the eldest grandson Ye Ran also listened with his eyes wide open.

He said to everyone: "Then let me tell you, Fangzheng, you are not sleepy either. The time you will wake up tomorrow will be the same, so just go to bed later and get up later."

"Dad, tell me! Are we all listening? I also want to know why my uncle has been missing for so many years."