My Best Wife

Chapter 1215 Mid-Autumn Festival (3)

He didn't get along with the two old people much, but he was particularly able to appreciate their sadness. The hearts of parents in the world are different to their children? Especially as their only daughter, Wang Yaxin was unmarried and conceived first, and then suffered a marriage failure again and went away. It can be imagined that the parents have to bear the pressure, how much criticism, and pain they have to suffer, and the night scene is bleak. The loneliness of the company. Fang Zhiqiang is not a heartless person. He will also think of the old couple and worry about whether they will be living well and whether they will be taken care of, but he dare not think about it or face it, even if he wants to visit They dare not. He was afraid of touching his own sadness, and even more afraid of touching the sadness of the two old people and making them more painful.

But this time, Fang Zhiqiang always had a voice in his heart motivating himself: Anyway, he just happened to be happy, he was going to go. Especially when the festival is approaching, no matter how you say it, they are also elders, even if they don’t have any relationship anymore, it should be a sympathy.

There was even a small flame in his heart: This is Mid-Autumn Festival, the most important festival of the year, except for New Year's Eve, which is Mid-Autumn Festival, and the meaning of Mid-Autumn reunion is also stronger, so would it, Yaxin? ...Will you come back from Australia?

Fang Zhiqiang knew that even if he met again, after so many things, he has completely betrayed that feeling and betrayed the woman he once loved so deeply. It would be impossible to save anything. .

It's just that weak hope, on the contrary, the vitality is so stubborn, biting his heart uneasy as endlessly. Fang Zhiqiang knew that if he did not go there, he would not be at ease.

Therefore, on the afternoon of August 13th of the lunar calendar, Fang Zhiqiang set out to go there one day in advance. After all, he still has business affairs. He may be able to meet with the local government for some air, look at the environment, and seriously consider establishing a logistics base. thing.

Before leaving, Zhiqiang went to the supermarket specially and bought some wine that Wang Yaxin's father loved to drink, he always remembered. Then I bought some high-end mooncakes and nutritional supplements, which was a part of my own mind. Besides, I can't come to my door empty-handed.

Then Fang Zhiqiang went home and prepared to change his clothes and some belongings, and said to his father by the way; "Dad, I'm going out on a business trip."

"You will go out soon after Mid-Autumn Festival?" Father's face was full of surprise and disappointment, "Where are you going?"

Fang Zhiqiang reported the name of the small county town in northern Jiangsu, and then said: "I will go one day, and be back tomorrow, so as not to delay the Mid-Autumn Festival the day after tomorrow."

Father breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then you should pay attention to safety, drive slowly, and don’t forget to call Xiaoxiao and ask Xiaoxiao if he will come to eat. If you can’t come on the fifteenth day, you will come back early tomorrow night and call She can come here too."

"Okay, I see. I'll call her now. Dad, you have a good meal at home." Fang Zhiqiang said, he went out with his things, and then called Li Xiaoxiao while going downstairs.

After the phone rang twice, Li Xiaoxiao hung up, and then a message came in: "I'm talking about things with someone, I'll talk later."

Think about it, it looks like it’s Mid-Autumn Festival, and if you don’t get in touch, you can only wait for the New Year. Fang Zhiqiang thought that it wasn't a big deal on his side, so he replied: "It's okay, you are busy." Then he hurried to tell him, otherwise it would be too late to disturb the elderly.

Li Xiaoxiao was drinking afternoon tea with the wife of the Director of the Urban Construction Bureau at this time. She didn't like this kind of entertainment, but for the sake of Asian Americans, she had to perfuse all kinds of relationships. So when Fang Zhiqiang's call came in, her phone vibrated silently, but she felt a burst of sweetness in her heart. After replying to the message, she chatted for a while. When leaving, Li Xiaoxiao took out a few beautifully packaged gift boxes from the carriage: "Sister Lin, it's the holiday season. This is a little bit of care. I asked a friend to bring back moon cakes from Hong Kong. And this tea, my dad said Zhang The bureau’s favorite drink is this. He specially kept it and asked me to bring it together. I will not forget to go home. I will bring them back to you."

Sister Lin took it with a smile, and the two agreed to go shopping together next time, and then reluctantly said goodbye. Li Xiaoxiao jumped into the car and couldn't wait to pick up his mobile phone to call Fang Zhiqiang. It suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't seen him for several days, so it's better to surprise him. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but smiled triumphantly, put away my phone, hummed a song and drove around and drove to Fang Zhiqiang's house.

Fang Zhiqiang's father was surprised when he heard the knock on the door. He was very excited when he heard Li Xiaoxiao's voice: "I just asked Qiangzi to call you and ask if you are coming to eat, you are here."

"Yeah, uncle, I haven't seen you in a few days. Don't come to see how you can rest assured. Besides, I'll catch the Mid-Autumn Festival and I will give you some moon cakes." Li Xiaoxiao smiled and brought in the other gift boxes. I can't get through it, isn't this ahead of schedule today." When the puppy saw her, he came over affectionately and rubbed her leg.

"You don't want to spend money, what kind of moon cakes are you giving? I also told Qiang Wazi that we are going to make something by ourselves, and then let Qiang Wazi deliver something to your house." Fang Zhiqiang's father said with a smile.

"Really? Uncle, you still make moon cakes, so I'll have a good taste?" Li Xiaoxiao shook Fang Zhiqiang's father's arm and coquettishly, "When will I make it? It will be Mid-Autumn Festival the day after tomorrow, or tonight, When the strong son comes back to do it together, I can follow along."

Fang Zhiqiang's father was stunned: "The strong son is not coming back today, he is on a business trip, didn't he tell you?"

"No, on a business trip?" Li Xiaoxiao asked in surprise, "I don't know, where is he going on business?"

Fang Zhiqiang’s father said the name of the small county town and said, “He said he would go one night and be back tomorrow, without delay to come back for the holidays. I think it’s just one night and it’s not worth talking to you.

Fang Zhiqiang's father said with a smile, and did not notice that Li Xiaoxiao's face was a little pale.

Li Xiaoxiao remembered clearly that she had seen this place name. It was sent by a private investigator. He Lilan, who was also Wang Yaxin's mother's home address, appeared in her profile. After chanting those two words in a mumbling manner, Li Xiaoxiao suddenly lowered his head and smiled silently, and then said: "Uncle, let's do this first, I just remembered that there is something to be done later, so I will go back. After these few days have been busy, come back for dinner."

"Why are you leaving now?" Fang Zhiqiang's father asked in surprise, "Shall we go back after dinner?"