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Zhuang Shihuai still kept his word. A few months later, he called Luo Zijun. Combined with the DNA left by the child at the police last time, his father found it.

The information was sent quickly, and Luo Zijun hurriedly flipped through the PDF of two or three pages.

The man's surname is Jiang, he didn't go to college, he learned some handicrafts, he opened his own auto repair shop in recent years, and his small business is doing well. He got married the year before last and has a three-year-old son. .

From a general look, this person's life is really lackluster, and there is nothing remarkable about it, except for the handsome face in the photo that is five points similar to Du Chengyi's.The existence of Du Chengyi is probably the only feat in his life.

Luo Zijun told the child about the situation and asked him if he wanted to find someone. The child agreed. After all, he was his biological father. No matter whether he deliberately lost himself back then, or he didn't even know he existed, he wanted to go and see.

On weekend afternoons, the two went to the auto parts store.

The business seemed to be going well, a group of employees were busy, and there was a Hummer parked outside the door, and someone immediately took off their gloves and came out to receive them.

"Brother with film?" His mouth was also very sweet.

Luo Zijun stood at the door of the store and looked around, but he didn't see anyone, so he asked the young man, "Is your boss there?"

The guy thought he was a friend or old customer of the boss, so he didn't dare to neglect him at all. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Today is the birthday of our boss's son. The boss and his wife took the child to the park early in the morning. I will call you to ask ask?"

Luo Zijun waved his hand and said, "No, just next door?"

The young man scratched his head, thinking about it too, since he is a friend of the boss, how could he not have his phone number? It was unnecessary for him, so he replied a little embarrassedly: "Ah, yes."

"OK, then don't bother you if you are busy."

Luo Zijun said hello and parked the car at the entrance of the store to occupy a parking space. The fiery red Hummer has a strong physique and is eye-catching when reversing at the entrance of the store. Several pedestrians who came and went stopped to take pictures around it .

After taking pictures of the car, I went to take pictures of the owner.

Today, because he wanted to meet someone, Luo Zijun cleaned himself up on purpose.

Yesterday I went to the shop to have my hair cut, and because I was afraid of trouble, I simply asked to shave my stubble. Before the haircut, Mr. Tony checked again and again whether it was necessary to be so ruthless, and even asked him what he did.Luo Zijun said sarcastically, "Teacher, university teacher."

The little brother's expression became even more hesitant: "Brother, it's not what I said. Once you become a teacher, you are sure that it is not appropriate to shave like this?"

Teacher Luo raised his chin at the child who was waiting for him: "Does the stubble look good?"

Du Chengyi said without hesitation, "It looks good."

Teacher Tony is still trying his best to save him: "He is still young, this...how can I know what is good-looking or not?"

Luo Zijun was a little impatient with what he said, and there was a trace of spark in his words: "What he means is that everything looks good when I shave."

Mr. Luo used to have normal and clean short hair, but now that he cut it short, he suddenly showed a bit of aggression. In addition to his height of 1.9 meters, today he specially changed into a black and gray half turtleneck casual shirt, with hips wrapped around the west Pants, the sleeves of the clothes are rolled up halfway to the forearm, looking through the half-open car window, the arm muscles are tense when reversing the car, and looking back sideways, the whole life draws a focused and sexy picture.

Who said that our teacher Luo is sloppy, and even a god can't handle it when he looks handsome.

Du Chengyi frowned.

The young lady now is very courageous, and after taking the photo, she chattered about asking for WeChat.The child stopped the car door, staring at the onlookers with Xiao Sha's face, meaning stop taking pictures, go for whatever you like, this car belongs to me, and it's mine, as if the sense of territory is too strong.

Teacher Luo looked interesting, so he reached out from the driver's window and pinched his earlobe. Du Chengyi stared at him expressionlessly, and Luo Zijun went to stroke his chin again. He didn't let him go until Du Chengyi opened his mouth to bite him, and then he left with a smile on his face. When the door came down, he grabbed the child's hand and said, "Come on, let's go to the park with Dad."

Du Chengyi's face was so paralyzed that he was about to curse.

The park next to the auto parts store has been newly built in recent years.There is a huge artificial lake in the park, and there are two landscaping similar to ancient Roman palaces on the beach, which are specially used by young people who take wedding dresses. In addition, there is a music square, a grand theater, and a library planned together, which is very lively. Noisy and elegant, it has become a new place for citizens to relax and entertain on weekends.

But all right, it's too big.There are so many people, it’s impossible to find someone. Luo Zijun regretted why he didn’t ask the young man in the auto parts store for the boss’s mobile phone, but he thought again, he couldn’t ask for it. It is really inappropriate to say that you are going to meet relatives today, but you just want to take a look first, and contact directly.

There was no other way, so he grabbed the child by the shoulders and walked in: "Let's just go shopping, it's best if we can meet, and come back next time if we can't."

Speaking of the park, when I was very young, Mr. Luo brought a child here, but the child at that time was the size of a bean diced and as thin as a dried radish. In Mr. Luo’s eyes, he was just a little chicken. With the bones in one hand, he was thinking about feeding them.Afterwards, the capital is easy to grow, and he and Teacher Luo get along more like friends. When they have time, they go to see exhibitions, go to bookstores, or go to a movie, but most of the time they still stay at home and eat. Playing games and reading books, I rarely remember coming to this place full of parent-child flavor.

Luo Zijun felt a little guilty for a while, so he went to peek at the child, fearing that he would be lost for a while, and it would be no fun to blame himself. Fortunately, the child didn't seem to be very interested in the park.

When passing by the canteen, they wanted to buy some water.Seeing Du Chengyi standing in front of the counter, Luo Zijun suddenly said with emotion: "I still remember when you first came to my house and I took you to the park. At that time, you were so tall that you couldn't even reach the countertop. Every time I pick something, I have to lift you up to see it."

Saying so,; Luo Zijun seemed to really see the short and small Du Chengyi in his early years, with a tense face and not talking, who used his fingers to pick things up.

"Yeah." Du Chengyi turned around to face Mr. Luo, and made a symbolic comparison, which means that now I am taller, almost reaching your chest.Teacher Luo just laughed.

The two took the water and left, Luo Zijun suddenly jumped behind Du Chengyi, hugged him, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and neck, rested his chin on top of his head like a back pendant, and moved step by step against him.

"Indeed, it's grown taller now."

Luo Zijun's half-smiling subwoofer and hot breath brushed past Du Chengyi's ears, his hand shook, and the drink was covered on the floor, just as he was about to wipe it when he picked it up, he saw that it said "Second Prize."

The child had no interest in the lottery draw at first, so he didn't think much about it. Unexpectedly, Luo Zijun snatched the bottle cap and ran back to the canteen: "What is the second prize?"

The boss didn't even look at them, and just threw a piece of ice cream over.

Luo Zijun said with disgust on his face, "I don't eat ice cream."

He really doesn’t eat it. His favorite food every summer is iced watermelon or Ducheng Yizhu’s iced mung bean soup. In addition, he would occasionally eat popsicles and sticky things like ice cream, which he would never touch. of.

Du Chengyi didn't argue that wasting food was not his style.So he carefully opened the bag, took out the spoon, and was stunned when he saw this ball-shaped ice cream, packed in a box like a piece of milk tofu, covered with meat floss, green onion, cumin and seaweed, dig a spoonful Try it, it's still spicy.

What kind of dark cuisine is this that tests life.

The corner of the child's mouth was twitching, but Luo Zijun laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up: "It's okay, there are surprises everywhere in life."

Du Chengyi originally thought that Uncle Luo was eight years old, but looking at it now, he might be two years old.

The two walked to the artificial lake. When the weather was good, many children gathered around the lake, or picked up stones to float in the water, or bought ten yuan water guns to play in the water. It was a great time.

There are still many little meat dumplings running around by the river, and the worried calls of parents behind them keep coming and going.

There was a little boy crying especially sharply. He was holding a drenched kite, the strings were all broken, and one of the two small tails of the kite was missing. It seemed that he couldn't fly.The boy was not reconciled, and cried heart-rendingly. His parents didn't know where they were, and they surrounded a circle of adults from other people's homes to point and point.

Du Chengyi hesitated for a moment, feeling a little overwhelmed, ran to the peddler next door and spent ten yuan to buy an identical one, stuffed it into the boy's hand, and took out a tissue to help him wipe away his tears.

"Don't cry, boys be brave."

This is what Uncle Luo taught him since he was a child.

The little boy didn't know much about Du Chengyi's words, but holding the new toy, his face turned from cloudy to clear in an instant, and he was "giggling" silly and happy.

Not long after, his mother rushed over, thanking Ducheng Yi for money, but Ducheng Yi was a little embarrassed, and kept waving his hands to say no, the woman grabbed the little boy and asked, "Did you thank brother? "

The little boy said childishly, "Thank you."

I also bowed, which was a bit funny, but the tutor was very good.

The woman took the child to a middle-aged man who was waiting in the distance. He hugged the little boy and kissed him. Silly.

Blood relationship is a wonderful thing, even if Du Chengyi has never seen what his father looks like except for the ID photo on the document, he can still tell at a glance that this person is himself father.

The ID photo is [-] points similar to yourself, and [-] points if you meet a real person.With a delicate face and two identical dimples at the corners of his mouth when he smiles, he is simply the middle-aged version of Du Chengyi.

The feeling was too strong, and the meeting was caught off guard. The two sides were embarrassed, so they could only stand where they were, and neither of them took that step first.Ducheng Yi looked at his father from afar, holding the boy in his arms, with a peaceful and rich smile, and soft eyes, but he seemed superfluous and inappropriate when he appeared on the stage at this time.

The child looked at it for a while, smiled, and pretended to look away naturally.

Luo Zijun had been observing from the sidelines, and now he came over to ask him if he wanted to say hello.

They all lowered their heads and said: "No need, since he abandoned my mother and me back then, he probably doesn't want to see me now, and he has a happy family now, so I'm just an unnecessary spoiler, why bother, just take a look."

When the child was talking, his voice was so lonely that he didn't even notice it, his feet rubbed against each other habitually, and after a while, he couldn't help but looked in front of him again.

Luo Zijun also glanced at it. The little boy was hugged by his father and smiled brightly. The man was also looking here while teasing him.

Teacher Luo lifted the child up and carried it on one shoulder.

Du Chengyi didn't pay attention, stepped on the ground and exclaimed, and grabbed a couple of hands in the air, and Teacher Luo freed up a hand for him to hold.The two walked forward slowly, and the people around them laughed in good faith. They thought it was the father and son who were making a fuss, and thought it was fun.

Du Chengyi was a little shy and said, "Put me down."

Luo Zijun replied cheekily: "Then you have a nice voice."

"Luo, Uncle Luo..."

Luo Zijun was dissatisfied, so he jogged for two steps. The child was startled and a little angry, and called him by name: "Luo Zijun!" The voice was originally out of breath, but the child who was held on his shoulders felt a little guilty. Shouting out the name cut off three points of strength, and it also had the meaning of begging for mercy, and the ending sound was a bit seductive.It was the first time Luo Zijun heard a child call out his first and last names in an ordinary tone, and it seemed that his heart was on fire, and his legs gave way and they almost fell together.

He hurriedly put the child down, lest the garlic under his feet would really turn his back on his back.

Luo Zijun wailed in his heart, what kind of demon is this, he shouted once and that's it, if he shouted twice, I'm afraid he would have to explain it to this little bastard.

Du Chengyi's cheeks were puffed up, like a hamster. Teacher Luo was full of evil fire in his stomach, and his hands were itchy. He poked the child's face for a long time, and the child hid from him and chased after him until Du Chengyi finally got annoyed. After biting his left side, he freed his right hand to rub the child's hair: "Let's go home, little one."