The devil's deal, the president's substitute lover

082 Are you my father? (Happy New Year's Day) Rouge boiled for three days. After the fever disappeared and the scalded skin formed a complete wound, I decided to use traditional Chinese medicine to recover without leaving scars.

This time, the bitter plan made a big fuss. Originally, she only wanted to sprinkle hot water on her legs, but she brought it to her waist.

Even if not for others, she wants a perfect skin for herself.

She asked the special nurse to prepare a large basin of salt water in proportion to the ratio of salt and cold boiled water, and poured salt water on the wound over and over again.

This method was learned by Rouge from a student's grandmother when she was a kindergarten teacher.

Salt water.Really rubbing salt in the wound.

Rouge's heart was piercingly painful, and several layers of skin were bitten by her lips, which was more painful than the day of the scald.

The nurse was a foreigner, so he was dumbfounded and put down the basin several times, saying that this was abuse and would break the law.

Yanzhi explained: "This is a method that has been passed down for thousands of years in Chinese medicine. If you persist for ten days, you will completely leave no scars. You are helping me not to leave scars. It is for my own good. How can you break the law?"

"Chinese medicine? You are witchcraft!" The nurse went to the doctor angrily.

Rouge shook her head, you can't teach a person from a different region an unclear tradition.Therefore, no matter how broad and profound Chinese medicine is, in the eyes of foreigners, it is weird and witchcraft.

In less than ten days and only seven days later, the burnt part of Rouge was as smooth as before. Except for the faint marks of new and old skin, the delicate and smooth skin is the same as undamaged skin.

"Incredible Chinese." The nurse spread her hands again and again.

"It's Chinese medicine!" Rouge said emphatically.

Yin Fei calls almost every day.Rouge guessed that if he knew that he was almost burnt, he would definitely let him go back to the country, but she can't go back now.

Lai had been in the hospital for more than ten days, and Yan Zhi became more and more anxious about the news from the detective agency.

On the 13th day of No., the bearded man from the detective agency called her.

"Miss Rouge? Please come here today."

"it is good."

Pressing the mobile phone, Rouge asked the nurse to buy freshly baked bread. After the nurse walked away and disappeared in the elevator, Rouge immediately washed up and came to the Curious God Detective Agency in the No.13 district of Paris.

In the office rooms in the corridor, the bearded man stood smoking at the door, nodded when he saw Yan Zhi's figure, and returned to his desk to take out a file bag for Yan Zhi.

"According to our rules, you should first check to see if it is this person. If yes, continue to cooperate with the original remuneration. If not, we will have to find another one. It means that the task you entrusted is more difficult, and we will increase the cost."

"Oh, you mean, if you didn't find the right person this time, isn't it your responsibility or the client's responsibility?"

"Yes." The bearded man nodded again.

Rouge smiled wryly.The typical argument is that it's not that the catcher is incompetent, but that the thief is too cunning.

Rouge opened the file bag, let's have a look first.It is useless to say more.

A stack of photos fell out of the file bag.Some shoppers, some walk, some enter the door.

Rouge just glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and her eye circles became moist.

It's Uncle Yang.When I see him, I think of my mother.

When she was a child, her mother always took her to eat and chat with Uncle Yang.I often cry while chatting.

His appearance has hardly changed from 15 years ago, except that the middle of his hair has turned into a basketball court with a few gray hairs around the hairline.

The eyes are still the gold-rimmed glasses in memory.In the photos, there are no visible wrinkles on the face, but the hair is bald.To put it bluntly, how can there be fewer wrinkles?

Looking at the photos one by one, Yan Zhi was suddenly a little afraid to face him.

She started looking for him just to find out who her mother met before she died.

Later, it turned into who is he to his mother, or even to himself?

"How about it, Miss Yan, is this the person you are looking for?"

The bearded man knocked on the table, reminding Rouge.

From Rouge's expression, he could tell that his business was a successful start.

Rouge blinked, then wiped the corners of her eyes with the tissue paper on the table.

"Well, almost. Where is this person now?" Rouge asked pretendingly indifferently.

In fact, how could this cover-up be concealed from the sharp-eyed Jinjing who is a detective.

"Not far, just in Chartres, ninety kilometers away from Paris. This man has lived there since he immigrated to France and has not moved."

"What about the marriage profession?" Rouge asked.

"Girl, what you asked us to find is the address and existence of this person, without adding the two items of marriage and occupation. Of course, if you want to know, we will continue to investigate for some money."

"Oh, will you accompany me or should I go by myself?"

Rouge weighed whether the bearded man would find an excuse to charge again.

"Of course you go by yourself. We only provide the address and do not provide escorts. But if you need an escort, you can add some fees."

The bearded man spoke so brazenly.Rouge thought to herself that this person is so short of money and loves money so much.But it's also understandable, isn't there a reason why I have to need money?

In fact, Yan Zhi didn't care about the extra fee for the bearded man's company, but on second thought, if the bearded man went, the embarrassing search would be even more embarrassing.

"Forget it, I'll go there by myself, thank you. If I find it, I will pay the other half when I come back."

"Uncle Shuangkuai hasn't seen such a refreshing mainland girl like you for a long time. I'll just tell you something from my own observations. It's a gift from the seller. This old man doesn't look like he's married, he probably isn't married."

"Thank you."

Rouge came out of the third district and immediately went to the train station to buy a train ticket to Chartres.

Although she was still very uneasy, full of embarrassment about meeting Uncle Yang, Rouge would not delay what she had to do.

Walking out of the train station, you can see the towering Chartres Cathedral.

This is an ancient city full of medieval atmosphere.

The British and French allied forces burned down the Old Summer Palace but preserved their own monuments.

Chartres is 90 kilometers southwest of Paris.The train arrives in just over an hour.

It is a higher plain around Paris, and the Eure River, a tributary of the Seine River, flows through the quietly flowing river from Chartres.

There are swans, wild ducks and flocks of wild pigeons in the river.

Rouge was immediately fascinated by the quiet and classic here, if today is just a trip.

Medieval houses with a history of hundreds of years can be seen everywhere in the city, all of which are made of stone.Ancient buildings and elegant ancient arch bridges are projected on the calm and clear water.

Crossing the ancient bridge is the population concentration area of ​​the small town.

Entering the winding and upward streets, it is like passing through the narrow streets of the 13th century, and the ground is paved with smooth stone bricks.

Occasionally, there are a few parchment-like signs showing shops or cafes.

Rouge stopped in front of a two-story building surrounded by stone walls.

Compared with the address given by Big Beard.right here.

Her heart was shaking, and she wanted to escape from here emotionally, but she was relieved intellectually and finally found it.

He rang the doorbell for a long time, but there was no response.Rouge sat down on the stone steps in front of the door.

The time on the watch is already three o'clock in the afternoon.

is it here?Can't be wrong.

Yan Zhi took out the photo that the beard gave her and compared it with the photo of Uncle Yang coming home and opening the door: the gate with iron railings, the stone wall with grass, and the two-story ocher-colored building.

correct.

The street was very quiet, there were almost no pedestrians, only a young man passed by, looked at her and walked over.

About an hour later, Rouge saw the feet of a pair of old black leather shoes stop in front of her eyes.

Looking up, he faced an old and unshaven face with sharp eyes hidden in the folds.

"Who are you looking for?" A hoarse voice.

"Uncle Yang, I - am - Yanzhi." Yanzhi spoke out her name with great difficulty.

The vegetable basket in the old man's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Unknown vegetables and potatoes rolled to the ground.

He seems to freeze?He stared at Yan Zhi with his mouth open, motionless, as if he had been hit by acupuncture.

Yan Zhi squatted down, and picked up all the vegetable leaves and potatoes on the ground back into the basket.He straightened up and looked into the old man's eyes: "Yes, I am Yan Zhi, Uncle Yang Jimin."

"Ah, yes——Rouge, you've grown so big." Yang Jimin came back to his senses, his voice trembling, but his hands were also trembling a little.

This person who appeared suddenly, and the name that was announced suddenly, really gave him a lot of excitement.Originally, he had peacefully escaped from the past for 15 years, and his heart and blood were already numb.

"Uncle Yang, can I go in and sit for a while." Seeing that Yang Jimin was still standing still, Yan Zhi offered to ask.

"Ah, yes, yes, welcome Yanzhi. Come, please come in." Yang Jimin fully adapted to the reality, opened the door, opened the door of the house, put down the basket, then asked Yanzhi to sit, washed his hands and poured tea for Yanzhi.

The living room is the living room when you enter the house. Yan Zhi found a wooden chair and sat down to watch Yang Jimin's back without blinking.

She wanted to capture the demeanor of Yang Jimin back then, the demeanor that could make her mother love her to death.

However, Rouge was not found.In front of him is an elegant, half-grown old man with a slightly cowardly temperament.In fact, according to his age, he was only in his early fifties, so he should have grown vigorous and undiminished, but time has carved out more decadence in him.

"Uncle is old, isn't it?" Yang Jimin felt Yan Zhi's appraising gaze, moved over to a small tea table, and put the tea set on it.

"Uncle Yang, do you drink tea or coffee?"

"Well, it's still an old habit in China."

"Oh."

"Uncle Yang, are you still single?"

"Yes." Yang Jimin subconsciously looked at the wall.

Rouge also followed his gaze to look at the wall, and the hand holding the cup shook immediately, and the water spilled out.

On the wall is a photo of my mother when she was young, with a square face, big eyes, and a dignified atmosphere nestled in the flowers.

Rouge herself has never seen this photo of her mother.

She stood up and walked over, stretched out her hand to stroke gently, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

"You still love—Mom?" Rouge asked straight to the point.

Yang Jimin didn't expect Yan Zhi to be so direct.Those little girls were old enough to be mothers.I understand everything.

There was a long silence.

"Yes."

Yan Zhi sat back on the wooden chair and said straight to the point: "Uncle Yang, maybe my coming makes you feel very painful and brings back your memories, but there is something I have to come, I think maybe you will know."

"Son, why doesn't uncle welcome you. I'm just a little surprised, very surprised."

Yang Jimin wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

"Uncle Yang, I want to know, before my mother--died--that afternoon--at noon--" Rouge couldn't continue talking about this.Pause for a moment to restrain your emotions.

"At noon that day, I should have met someone. I want to know if that person is Uncle Yang. If it wasn't Uncle Yang, who do you think it should be? You think my mother must be very busy running the factory, and it's the countryside of Tianjiawan. And she wasn't driving at the time.

If it wasn't for important friends or important things, she wouldn't have gone so far to meet. "

Yang Jimin looked at Yanzhi in astonishment: "What do you want to explain?"

"I just want to know what happened before my mother died. Don't you think it's strange?"

"Strange?" Yang Jimin was stunned.

"At that time, your mother came to Tianjiawan to see me." After Yang Jimin finished speaking, he lowered his head deeply, wishing to lower his head to the ground.

A rush of blood surged from Rouge's heart, and it was very easy to suppress the smell of fishy smell.

"Can you tell me in detail?"

"At that time, your mother's factory had just opened for a few years, and the business gradually improved, but the output could not increase. Your mother heard that advanced countries have a set of ie theory that can increase output, but the introduction of that set costs hundreds of thousands.

At that time, funds were tight at the beginning of the business, and your mother hoped that I could help it out.Although I am still a layman in clothing, the theory is mainly to look at the data, so I rented a cheap house in Tianjiawan and bought some simulation equipment to study this in my spare time.I am a subject teacher at school, and I have plenty of time, most of which are spent on researching this.

I needed a set of data that day, so I called your mother to send it over. She hesitated for a while and said that she would go to the Quality Inspection Bureau in the afternoon, but I lacked this set of data after a series of series. If there is no one, I will start from scratch next time. "

"So, Mom is here?"

"It's coming. But I didn't expect that after a while, her set of data was also wrong. She also said, how did the accountant put it. So I was in a hurry to go back to the city to do business, but I didn't expect—"

Yang Jimin was suddenly emotional and violently hit his head with his fist: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I hadn't urged her to urge her to die, she wouldn't have rushed to have an accident—"

Rouge covered her face, reminding herself that she came here to find a reason, not to cry in groups.What's more, she found a wrong sentence.

She coughed and said calmly, "Uncle Yang, there is a sentence I don't understand. Why do you say accounting? Does this have anything to do with accounting?"

The tears from Yang Jimin's nose also gradually calmed down.Blow your nose and wipe your tears.

"It was like this at that time, making an ie required a lot of very detailed data, and the factory office was short of manpower, so I asked the accountant to do unified statistics, collect all kinds of data from the person in charge, and send it to me by the person who is free. At that time, buying additional lines for a set of fax systems also increased the cost, so people who were free basically made a trip.

That morning, I asked the accountant for the data, and the accountant said I would give it to your mother, so I called your mother.But when your mother came, she found that the data in her bag was also wrong.I didn't expect to-"

This was already the first time Yang Jimin hit his head.

Rouge smelled a conspiracy.

"Uncle Yang, the accountant is my later stepmother Accountant He, right?"

"kindness."

"How is her relationship with her mother?"

"She is very good at business. She was introduced by Lao Yan's classmate. The relationship has always been good. They often drink tea and eat, so they can be counted as girlfriends. Besides, the relationship between the boss and the accountant is better."

"Oh." Rouge stopped talking, but there were more and more doubts.

Look at the time is already six o'clock, if you don't go back, the special guard will report to Yin Fei, maybe it has already been reported, after all, I have been out for a long time.

I didn't have the courage to ask the embarrassing question in my heart.

"Uncle Yang, can I come and see you tomorrow?"

Yang Jimin looked at the clock: "Oh, I'm too busy talking, I'll cook for you, don't go back to Paris today, just stay at Uncle's. For 15 years, what Uncle has been afraid to face is finally here today. Accompany Uncle Sit for a while."

Yang Jimin said and went to the kitchen to cook.

Rouge suddenly wanted to change her mind and not go back to Paris.

I want to spend more time for my mother at night in this ancient small town, and spend more time with the people she once loved.

Yang Jimin still cooks Chinese food.

For some people, no matter where the person is, the heart is in a fixed custom that is difficult to change.

After dinner, Yang Jimin offered to take her around the night view of Chartres.

In fact, I also want to relieve the depression caused by topics that are easy to be sad.

Compared with the sleepless city of Paris, Chartres is very quiet at night, and you can see the stars while sitting by the lake.

"I often come here to sit." Yang Jimin said: "After your mother's accident, I didn't want to stay in that city anymore, so I went to the countryside to work as a supporting teacher.

The teaching equipment in the countryside is really backward. I tinkered with a new type of slide projector by myself, and I didn't expect to make money, so I came to France.

Chartres, this is the place your mother came to when she was on a business trip. She recommended it to me as a very comfortable place. At that time, your mother yearned to buy a small house here when she gets old and retires.Unexpectedly, it was I who came instead of her—to provide for the aged. "

Yang Jimin finished the last two words with a crying sound.

"They say I'm an illegitimate child, am I your child?"

Rouge suddenly asked.

Yang Jimin stared blankly at Yan Zhi.

"Really?" Rouge was aggressive, she didn't know if she wanted to hear him say yes or no.

Yang Jimin stood up suddenly and flung the stones into the lake.

"The most painful thing in the world is that you can't stay together when you love each other, but stay together if you don't love."

Rouge didn't speak, and quietly watched Yang Jimin's desolate back standing by the river.She imagined how nice it would be if her mother was standing beside him at this moment, and she would not blame her mother for whose child she was.

"Jianning and I have liked each other since elementary school. In middle school we said we would wait until college. In high school we were admitted to the same university together.

During the prelude to college, we did what couples should do, thinking that we would get married after graduation in three years.

But she didn't expect that when Jianning graduated and returned home, her family had already accepted the bride price from the Yan family and offered Jianning's brother to study abroad.

Jianning has only two options, elope with me or obey her parents.She chose the latter.At that time her parents had forbidden me to see her.Jianning gave birth to you one year after getting married.I didn't bother her until later when you were four years old, she came and cried and said, let me take her away, take her with you.I don't know where your father heard about the incident between Jianning and me. I think Jianning must not be able to bear the torture.

But I am not a brave person either. I admit that I have too many worries, and I no longer have the courage to say that I want to elope with her.

The days passed like this, and the rumors came from nowhere, and they were endless.Lao Yan even wanted to take you for a paternity test, but then nothing happened.

Since then, I haven't seen Jianning have a happy day, only when she sees you, her eyes are relaxed and happy. "

"Mom is so pitiful. Poor life and pitiful death." Rouge sighed.

"Maybe your mother didn't love the right person. If I had a little courage, if I wasn't so cowardly, if I let go of my self-esteem and face and took her away, maybe today we would regret and be happy here watching the quiet water of the Earl River." flow."

The cool wind blew across the river, and a group of wild ducks flew up from the calm water, screaming with their throats suppressed.

"I don't blame you, who can expect the vicissitudes of the world to change. If all mistakes can be undone, there will be no paradise in the world."

"Rouge, you are as reasonable as your mother. I hope you will be happy. Have you found happiness? You were just in the first year of junior high school when I left."

Rouge was silent for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"Happiness? Can a child without mother's love and care, a child regarded as a bastard by his father, be happy? All I can say is that he is not dead yet."

Rouge said faintly that she had never said these words to anyone, but she repeated them thousands of times in her heart.

Yang Jimin turned around and looked at Yan Zhi in surprise: "They treat you badly? He is your biological father, is he not good to you?"

Sometimes others just listen to what you say, but they may not understand it, or even believe it.

There is no complete understanding in the world, and people are lonely animals. Rouge has already seen through it, so she has no hope.

As long as she loves herself, it's fine.