Floating Perfume Shop

Chapter 78 The Past

Zhou Tianhao is an important witness, he received treatment and evidence collection.No one will see him until the evidence collection is over.On the contrary, Xiao Chongyun, after being rescued as a hostage, only accepted a simple investigation, and returned to China through the embassy.When passing through the customs, he received a call from the little ghost: "Teacher, the embassy said you will be back soon?"

Xiao Chongyun gripped the phone tightly: "Where are you?"

"company."

Xiao Chongyun breathed a sigh of relief: "How did you go back?"

"We were standing on the steps that day, and you fell, I wanted to pull you." The little ghost said, "You were dragged into the flower bed with your mouth covered."

"Who?"

"The police." Zhang Song said, "They took me to the police station and asked a lot of questions."

"What did you say?"

"I asked them to rescue you, but the policeman who rescued me couldn't speak Chinese and didn't understand a single word. Then Mr. Zhou came." Zhang Song said, "He told me that the anti-smuggling police will take action, don't worry. He also said I was a burden here and sent me back to China."

Xiao Chongyun smiled: "What else did Zhou Tianhao say?"

"He said, he said that if he wasn't there when you came back, let me tell you—" The kid paused, reluctantly, "Welcome home."

When Xiao Chongyun entered the country from Yunnan, he went to the Exit-Entry Administration Bureau to get a new passport.Originally stranded abroad and did not return after the expiry date, his passport has been invalidated, but after carefully reading the promotional tips on the wall, he found that if the owner of the passport expires due to illness or accident, after providing valid proof , can be dealt with leniently.Zhou Tianhao probably took advantage of this loophole and made a little effort.

It's just that Xiao Chongyun didn't know how he got the passport from Zhang Wenshan.It must not be easy, so I put it on my body with all my heart, intending to make it a meeting gift.But then I got too nervous and forgot.

After Xiao Chongyun got the new passport, he did not return to Shanghai immediately, but flew directly from Kunming to Kuala Lumpur.

There was a mobile phone number I didn't recognize, and I sent him a text message.Xiao Chongyun dialed back, but was prompted that the number does not exist.

"Mr. Xiao, I am very relieved to hear that there is nothing wrong. I am recovering from my injuries recently, and I am ascetic. I can't go to many places, so I don't plan to go. Of these two places, one is from my former employer, and the other is from a person who just died. That said. Although I don’t intend to go, you should go.”

Wu Qi.

He is still alive.

What followed the text message was an address in Kuala Lumpur and the name of a bank.

When we got off the plane, it was raining heavily in Kuala Lumpur. Tropical rain fell from the sky, falling on the umbrella like thunder.Xiao Chongyun hailed a taxi, and the taxi was stuck in traffic in the urban area, making it difficult to move.During this time, the sense of smell is slowly returning.He didn't dare to have too much expectations for himself, the smell of rain, the stale air in the car, and the smell of gasoline were all novel surprises to Xiao Chongyun.

The taxi crawled like a turtle in the rain, and finally stopped at the entrance of an old hospital.It was a charity hospital built in the last century. It was very old in the wind and rain. The stone steps at the entrance had been rounded by the patients, and half the walls were covered with green creepers.There is a newly built private hospital not far away, which makes this outdated building empty.

A black and fat Chinese nurse was collecting bed sheets to dry at the door. Seeing Xiao Chongyun put away the umbrella, she took a few steps to hide with the basin in her arms, and muttered in Cantonese: "I don't have long eyes——"

She looked up at Xiao Chongyun, and suddenly froze: "Have I seen you?"

"I want to see Nurse Feng Xiuying Feng." Xiao Chongyun walked over, "Is she there?"

The black and fat nurse is carrying a basin into it, and can speak a little Mandarin: "I am."

The hospital is really old. Young doctors and nurses don't want to come to this place where the salary is low and their resumes are not very bright, and patients with a little money go to the newly built private hospital next door.Nurse Feng has worked here for 30 years, half of her life.

She was alone at the nurse's station.She put the sheet on the ground, poured a glass of water for Xiao Chongyun, and pushed it over: "You said your surname is Xiao?"

"My name is Xiao Chongyun, and my father's name is Xiao Li." He said, "I want to ask, do you know him?"

The old nurse scrutinized the young face in front of her, and her gaze became blurred little by little, as if what was in front of her was not a living person, but a past time, and she needed to be immersed in it to see it clearly.After a while, she shook her head: "I don't know Xiao Li, but I know his adopted son, Xiao Wenshan. He always chased me when he was a child, asking for apples."

Xiao Chongyun almost lost his grip on the water glass: "Adopted son?"

"Adopted son. Your brother has been adopted for so many years," the old nurse scolded him, "Don't you know?"

"I don't know. I have been told since I was a child that my elder brother is my father's biological son, and I am an outsider brought by my mother." Xiao Chongyun was dumbfounded, "I have not looked like my father since I was a child, but like my mother."

The old room smelled of disinfectant, and the case book smelled of dust.The elderly nurse looked at him: "Why don't you look like your father? When I first saw you, I thought you looked like you."

"When I was young, I was an obstetrical nurse who delivered babies. I saw all kinds of children. Some people didn't look like their parents on the surface, but if you look closely at the bones—see the direction of their browbones, Look at the bridge of his nose, cheekbones, and the shape of his jaw...I have seen your father once. You may follow your mother's family in other parts, but you have inherited the shape of your father's brow bone. From the brow bone to the bridge of the nose ,is his."

Xiao Chongyun asked: "Did you and my brother know each other well when we were young?"

The old nurse said: "As I said just now, I used to be an obstetric nurse. I took care of Xiao Wenshan's birth. I am an acquaintance with his mother, Zhang Kexin."

In this dimly lit old nurse's station, she slowly told a story.

When Xiuyingfeng graduated, it was different from now, just in time for the economic crisis.Her family conditions are average, and the school she went to was not particularly good. She felt lucky to find a job in this welfare hospital.In such depressed years, it is enviable to have a stable job, pay a fixed monthly salary, and ensure food and daily expenses.

It was a sweltering rainy season, and the typhoon that landed had not yet subsided, and the streets were covered with billboards, and everywhere was a mess.A young man rushed into the hall against the gust of wind, calling the doctor loudly, saying that his wife was going into labor.

The umbrella held by the young man has long been blown to the skeleton by the wind, and he is using his broad back to open the way for his petite wife behind him.His wife is also a Chinese, small in stature, pale, with a delicate face, like a pampered young lady who has fallen into poverty.At that time, the amniotic fluid had broken, and the doctor immediately sent her to the delivery room. As a result, the fetal position was too high and the labor was difficult, so she had to be delivered by cesarean section.During the operation, the man would walk up and down the hallway, see a doctor and ask, "How is my wife? Is she okay? Can she live?"

Everyone told him that this kind of operation is not difficult and generally nothing will happen.

But when Feng Xiuying came out to announce the good news with the baby in her arms, the man disappeared.It is said that as soon as he heard that the mother and child were safe, he picked up the broken umbrella with only a skeleton left, and rushed back into the strong wind.

Before the man left, he left an envelope on the doctor's desk. The money in it was just enough for the surgery and recuperation.Feng Xiuying curiously picked up the envelope and looked at it. There were only two lines of strong pen writing on it.

Kexin hospitalization fee

——Xiao Han

Unexpectedly, when she told the woman who gave birth, the woman didn't say anything, just sighed and asked, "Nurse Feng, can you keep that envelope for me?"

She took the envelope.The woman pressed it under the pillow, and occasionally took it out when she was alone, and looked at the writing on it.

Zhang Kexin lives in a low-rent house not far from the hospital with her children.She was not in good health and had a fever from time to time, so she often came to get medicine, so she became acquainted with Nurse Feng.Sometimes when they are in a good mood, they will chat.When Zhang Kexin was young, she was considered a rich lady.Her father was authoritarian and cruel, insisting on her marrying a second-generation ancestor he didn't love, but he just fell in love with a driver in the rich second-generation circle of friends.

The surname of the driver was Xiao. At that time, a not-so-great junior of the Xiao family was named Xiao Han.This man dared to talk and laugh without restraint, and climbed to the tree outside the window of her boudoir in the middle of the night, reading love poems to her through the glass.

Ms. Zhang has a car to pick her up when she goes in and out. She has never been to a vegetable market. Xiao Han spent some money to buy the concierge. At five o'clock in the morning, he took her out of the old tree outside the window. Walked around twice, and sent home on time at 07:30, no one noticed.

Later Zhang Kexin eloped with this man.

Behind Xiao Han is a huge family, which is fighting for the throne in Kowloon, and the struggle is fierce and complicated.Although he is a collateral, it is inevitable that he will stand in line, and in the scene of life and death, once a person stands in line, he will live with his head pinned to the waistband of his trousers.Xiao Han's power is the weakest power.At the beginning, he could still go home for dinner every day, help fold clothes, and organize housework, but then he disappeared all day long.

Occasionally, when I came back, there was still blood on my clothes, and I didn't say anything when I asked, or I lost all strength and fell asleep.

Every time the man came back, he would take out an envelope from his pocket, which contained the family's living expenses.But the frequency of his going home is less and less, sometimes too long, and the living expenses are really not enough, so Zhang Kexin can only save money and go out to work.

Every time he came back, Xiao Han said, Kexin, wait for me.I will give you the best life possible.But later, he gradually stopped coming back.After Xiao Wenshan was born, Zhang Kexin never saw her husband again.

She raised the baby who was waiting to be fed by herself, and worked outside alone.Because she was raised as a big lady since she was a child, she didn't have any life skills, so she learned to do housekeeping from scratch, learned small business and small business, and learned to fight for a penny and five cents in the vegetable market.

"Why don't you go back?" Nurse Feng asked, "Go back to your mother's house and live the life of a young lady again?"

The woman froze for a moment, then shook her head.She was stunned for a moment: "Father came to look for me."

"Then why don't you go back?"

"I eloped and got married, and I lost his face. He said my son is a wild species, and he can only forgive him if he throws it into the river."

Nurse Feng didn't believe that there was such an unreasonable father in the world. She didn't expect Zhang Kexin to be brought over by ambulance one day.I heard that an old man went to a low-rent housing with a bodyguard. I don’t know what happened. Later, the woman desperately protected her two-year-old son and poured a bottle of detergent down her throat.When she was sent, her arms were bent, and she was still holding the young child tightly, unable to let go.

The child's eyes were staring in horror, his face was blank.

The old man never came again, and she stayed in the hospital all the time.This woman was already very sick, and she was rescued with great difficulty, but her body collapsed early due to years of exhaustion.At this time, Nurse Feng had been transferred from the obstetrics department to the internal medicine ward. She often helped her with injections and dressing changes, watching the pale flowers gradually wither and sallow, and fade away sadly.

The only thing she can do is to bring an apple to that child every day.Children need nutrition to grow up. This child who grew up in the hospital has a gloomy face. He only smiles when he eats sweet fruits occasionally.

The woman lasted only half a year.On the day of her death, someone came to her door suddenly.The person who came to the door was a handsome man, who had a similar look with Xiao Han, but was obviously different.The most different is the eyes.Xiao Han sees people straight and straightforward, wishing to convey the thoughts in his heart to the bottom of your heart with his eyes, but men have deep mountains in their hearts, cold and terrifying.

He is a rich man, he paid all the medical expenses owed by Zhang Kexin, and then stood in front of her hospital bed, looking at the woman lying on the bed: "I'm sorry, I'm late. Xiao Han hid you too well , After he left, I thought of many ways to find this place."

Feng Xiuying was right next to her, and she could hear every word Zhang Kexin said clearly.

She asked softly, "Is he dead?"

The man pursed his lips.

"How did you die?"

"Die for me, stop the bullet." He said, "His family will be my family in the future, and his children will be my children. Tell me, what do you want?"

Zhang Kexin was stunned for a long time, then closed his eyes.A tear rolled down from the corner of the eye, and dried up before it fell, leaving only a shallow tear stain.

"I hate you," she said finally. "I know what family infighting is. I always thought he would come back. I was waiting for him."

"sorry."

"Mr. Xiao," Zhang Kexin opened her eyes again.She seemed to grieve only for a moment, and then the pain was picked up out of sight, and she regained consciousness and clear rules.The tone of her voice when she spoke no longer carried the humbleness and cowardice of a low-pitched and pitiful woman, but returned to that high-ranking lady back then: "I know who you are, Xiao Li. I'm not completely fooled The man in the drum."

The man leaned down: "What do you want?"

"You said it yourself, his family is your family, and his children are your children." She said slowly, "I hope you will do what you say and take his son to Xiao's family and raise him as an heir. Let share with your true son your wealth, your glory. He deserves it."

The man nodded: "OK."

"Don't let him touch my father. Father will destroy him, will ruin his life."

"it is good."

Then they exchanged some more words in low voices.The man went out, and Feng Xiuying followed.He turned around and asked, "Where is Mr. Xiao?"

Feng Xiuying pointed to the child who was standing at the end of the corridor, looking at the crows outside the window, and carefully reminded: "Master Xiao half a year ago, because of the suicide of his mother, his spirit was shocked, and he couldn't remember many things."

The man whispered: "Okay, thank you."

He walked along the long corridor towards the child standing by the window, bent down, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

The boy shook his head.

"Let's call it Wenshan. You are comfortable with arts and sciences, and you have mountains in your heart." He stretched out his arms to pick up the child, "Xiao Wenshan, I am your father."

This story is very long, and when it was finished, the rainstorm had stopped.Tropical storms come and go quickly.Nurse Feng took Xiao Chongyun and opened a ward that had not been used for a long time.The ward was furnished simply, with a single wire bed, a moth-eaten green bedside table, and an old vase on the windowsill.The white ash that had been painted on the walls had now turned yellow.

"Zhang Kexin lived here back then." Nurse Feng pointed out to him, "She died on this bed."

She sent Xiao Chongyun away: "I was surprised because I thought Xiao Wenshan would tell you. He came here once last year, and we chatted for a long time. He ate an apple when he left."

Xiao Chongyun couldn't stand for a moment: "My brother has been here?"

"I've been here, I found it last year. I told him exactly the same things today. I asked him how he was doing and whether his adoptive father treated him well, and he said yes." The old nurse was going to make rounds in the ward and put He pushed out, "We also talked about you. He said he has a younger brother, and he is doing well now."

Xiao Chongyun's voice was trembling: "He said I'm doing well?"

"Say you are happy with your lover. I asked him when he would find a girl to marry. Your brother said he was busy with work and didn't plan to get married."

"Hey, you don't persuade Xiao Wenshan either. How is he now, is he still alone?"