My Best Wife

Chapter 1312 Looking For Happiness (2)

Fang Zhiqiang drove the car back to Shanghai exhausted physically and mentally. He had to go back after the New Year, and if Li Xiaoxiao was not here, he would just be a waste of time staying. When he left, he left a message and asked everyone to continue to help him find him. Once he found Li Xiaoxiao, he would thank him again. Then he returned alone, still passing the original places slowly along the way. At the same time, he confirmed again that Li Xiaoxiao had never been here.

She seems to have completely disappeared. It turns out that she can leave alone so completely.

New Year's Eve is approaching, this is the most bleak year that Fang Zhiqiang has ever had. Liu Yan's belly is getting bigger day by day, and her parents also come to take care of her. The family must be celebrating the New Year together. And Nie Qian is going to follow Chen Qinghe back to her hometown, even if she doesn't go back, it is impossible to spend the New Year with them. Wang Xia and Ran Yuming traveled to Europe, maybe Li Xiaoxiao went abroad...In short, Fang Zhiqiang and his father were left to celebrate the new year.

As for Li Xiaoxiao's parents, they were equally deserted. Fang Zhiqiang came to visit with a gift, but was rejected by Li Xiaoxiao’s mother. She couldn’t accept it. The daughter who had recovered, was repeatedly injured in the hands of the same person, and his whereabouts are still unknown. She didn't even come back for the New Year, how could she accept it.

In fact, Fang Zhiqiang’s father blamed Fang Zhiqiang. After all, he was already fine. Seeing the point where he was talking about marriage, his son ran away, and that was Xiaoxiao, such a good girl, Fang Zhiqiang’s father remembered. He felt uncomfortable in his heart, but looking at Fang Zhiqiang's frustrated look and the hard work of looking for Li Xiaoxiao the other day, he couldn't say anything.

On New Year’s Eve, my father still cooked the table full of dishes, but neither of them had appetite, so they ate some hastily. Then his father made dumplings, saying that it was in accordance with the custom, and that he still had to go. In fact, Fang Zhiqiang also knew that he just wanted to find something to do to prevent the family from looking so deserted.

His father was busy making noodles and chopping meat. Fang Zhiqiang wanted to help but he was kicked out: "You will make dumplings later." Fang Zhiqiang could only watch TV boredly.

An entertainment channel on TV released news: Someone ran into Huang Wanting on the streets of Paris. She was holding a guitar and sang with a vagrant singer. When someone recognized her, she also greeted with a smile, and did not refuse the request for a group photo. It was the vagrant singer who pulled aside with a smile to take a photo. He was a very tall foreign young man with a bright and enthusiastic smile on his face, and when he looked at Huang Wanting, his eyes were obviously full of love. No one can tell that they are a pair of people who love each other very much.

Fang Zhiqiang stared at the TV screen blankly. Huang Wanting never contacted him after saying goodbye that night. Later, he went to find a sanitation worker and wanted to help his daughter treat her illness, only to know that Huang Wanting had taken her abroad for treatment. Fang Zhiqiang knows that treatment is only one aspect. The most important thing is that Huang Wanting wants to leave the original world and start a new life, including forgetting him.

Now it seems that she did it. In a foreign country, she finally found her own happiness. Her face on the screen was a smile that she had never seen before, as if she had never been hurt.

Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but smiled, no matter what, bless you, old friend.

Then at this time, the phone rang and it was father's old phone. Father was making dough, his hands full of flour, and called him anxiously: "Qianzi, answer the phone for me."

Fang Zhiqiang ran over. The old man's machine was beating a string of unfamiliar numbers. Before he could see it clearly, he quickly picked it up: "Hello, hello."

There was only silence on the other end of the phone, and then hung up silently. Fang Zhiqiang said inexplicably: "There are still harassing phone calls for those celebrating the Chinese New Year?" It seemed that the location of the call was from his hometown in Sichuan, "No, which relative is calling this?" He called again, but the call was already Shut down directly.

"Where did the call come from?" Father looked up and asked.

Fang Zhiqiang reported the place name, a very familiar place name, a small remote county. Father chanted twice, and then frowned: "Couldn't it be your sister Xiaoping who called? Isn't her house right there? I haven't contacted for so many years. It's possible to make a call during the New Year."

Xiaoping is Fang Zhiqiang's cousin, the one who grew up. Fang Zhiqiang shook his head: "That's not right, Sister Xiaoping called, why don't you speak and turn off the phone?"

"It's estimated that the signal is not good. They are poor and mountainous, and the signal is normal. It is probably not bad if you can afford a mobile phone." Father said without looking up, "I'll try again later."

Fang Zhiqiang's mind was like a thunderstorm, and he suddenly struck his mind: He is so stupid, how can he forget such an important thing? He had told Li Xiaoxiao about his cousin before and talked about the poverty of that place. At that time, Li Xiaoxiao also wrote down the place specially, saying that he must find a way to help the children there in the future.

This is where she most wants to go, and what she wants to do most. After Fang Zhiqiang reacted, he asked his father wisely: "Dad, do you have the specific address of Sister Xiaoping's house?"

"Yes, what are you doing?" Father asked blankly.

"Give it to me quickly, I'm going to find Xiaoxiao." Fang Zhiqiang said excitedly, "Xiaoxiao is at Sister Xiaoping's house."

"Really?" Father was completely stunned, and Fang Zhiqiang didn't care to say one more word, he just packed up his things and prepared for another long journey. It was New Year's Eve at this time. Don't even think about airplanes and trains. Besides, in the mountainous areas of Sister Xiaoping's house, you would have to turn in a curve when you arrived at the county seat and you had to drive.

But in order to find Li Xiaoxiao, he didn't care about anything. I'll talk about other things on the road. Anyway, he is about to set off now: "Dad, take care of yourself. I'll turn around and ask Lao Bi to come and take care of you. I'll be back when I find Xiaoxiao in a few days."

Seeing him, his father was also anxious: "How do you know Xiaoxiao is there? Besides, for those who are celebrating the New Year, wait until the end of the New Year."

"Dad, it's too late. I'll explain to you when I find Xiaoxiao." Fang Zhiqiang hurriedly, carrying a few thick clothes, went straight downstairs and started the car, and ran to Sichuan.

In this way, Fang Zhiqiang hasn't finished years in a row, so he hurriedly set foot on the road to find Li Xiaoxiao again. This time he was very firm. The call must have been from Li Xiaoxiao. She missed her father, so she wanted to greet her on the phone, but she didn't expect to answer it by herself, so she hung up again.

Fang Zhiqiang wanted to hammer his own head: Why is he so stupid? I didn't think of it until now.