Chapter 267: Rains Fall During the Qingming Festival
Zhao Qishui shook his head slowly: "My son has no birthmark."
The shower water was always on. Long Heyu stood under the water and looked at Zhao Qishui quietly.
A fine stream of water rushed down from the top of his head, flowing down his forehead, eyebrows, and eyes...
"Let's take a shower first." Zhao Qishui turned around and left the bathroom, his straight back instantly hunched over.
He came to the window of the room, pushed it open, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
The night wind was a little wet and cool. Their room was on the seventh floor, and the wind was very strong at this height.
Zhao Qishui's mentality somewhat collapsed at this moment.
Looking at the night outside and the lights in the darkness, he even had the urge to jump down from here.
Why did God treat him like this? He kept giving him hope, but kept disappointing him.
Wouldn't it be better to let him wait a few more days? The test results haven't come out yet?
After lighting a cigarette, I pinched it in my hand and it was sucked out by the wind.
When Zhao Qishui came to his senses, there was only a cigarette butt left between his fingers.
He turned around and saw that Long Heyu, who had just taken a bath, had changed into the dirty clothes he had worn when he ran away from home.
He didn't even wipe the water off his body and his clothes were all wet.
Zhao Qishui closed the window, walked to the closet, and took out a bathrobe provided by the hotel.
"Put this on and sleep more comfortably."
Long Heyu stood there and reached out to take it, but he did not take off his clothes as happily as he did when he took a shower just now.
Zhao Qishui patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay. The results of the test haven't come out yet. Even if we are not blood relatives, it doesn't matter. It's fate that we met."
Long Heyu's tears fell, but this time, there was no water to wash away his tears.
"I just want to know whose child I am. I just want to know how I got lost."
Zhao Qishui pulled him to sit beside the bed and asked, "Are your adoptive parents treating you well?"
Long Heyu nodded: "Compared to the other people who were sold to the village, they treated me well. They even let me go to school for a few years to learn how to read and write, built a new house for me, and arranged a marriage for me."
"Then why do you want to find your biological parents so much?"
"I don't know. I just don't want to be like this, but they won't let me leave. I can't even go out to work. They have arranged everything for my whole life."
Long Heyu hugged his head and said, "I don't want to live like this for the rest of my life. I want to find my biological parents. Even if they don't want me, I..."
Zhao Qishui sighed, "What parents would not want their children? Don't think too much. Let's wait for the test results. If they are not your parents, I will help you find them. You have a birthmark on your body , so it will be easy to find them."
Long Heyu put down his hand and wiped his eyes: "How great would it be if I were really your son? I knew it wouldn't be that easy."
That night, Zhao Qishui and Long Heyu both suffered from insomnia. Neither of them spoke a word and just lay quietly on the bed.
When daybreak came, a light drizzle started outside.
Today is Qingming Festival, and both of them stayed in the hotel obediently.
Zhao Qishui hasn't been to his hometown to visit his parents' graves for many years. Even if he has something to do in his hometown, he never goes to the ancestral grave.
He always thought about finding Zhao Yan one day before going there, otherwise he would feel too ashamed to see his parents...
It was also raining in Dan River. He Shu and Qi Xue got up early, had a simple breakfast, and went downstairs together with an umbrella.
Many shops on both sides of the street sell sacrificial items such as gold and silver ingots made of paper. It is not convenient to burn them in the cemetery. Although there is a designated place, He Shu has never bought any.
As usual, he and his aunt went to the flower shop and picked out two bouquets of simple flowers to take with them.
Qi Xue bought some fruits that Qi Yue used to like to eat and took a taxi to the cemetery.
After Qi Yue was buried, this was the first time Qi Xue came to the cemetery to see her. Following He Shu to the tombstone, Qi Xue stood there and looked at it for a long time.
Then he squatted down and placed the fruits in small piles in front of him, like small towers.
As usual, He Shu checked it first, then took out a handkerchief and wiped the tombstone. The rain washed the tombstone very clean and there was no dust.
After placing the flowers on both sides, he heard people who came to visit the grave nearby muttering some trivial matters of life to the tombstone.
He Shu also wanted to have a good chat with his mother about his recent situation, but when he got here, he found that he couldn't say anything.
"Sister, your son is successful now. He even helped solve a big case. You don't have to worry about his future. It won't be that bad."
Qi Xue suddenly spoke, and He Shu turned to look at her.
"My father is really old, especially this year. He is very deaf and always interrupts others when they are talking. I suddenly feel that he is really an old man. I never thought of my father as old before..."
"Brother may be punished again. He can't change his bad habits. If it were in the past, he would have been shot."
"It's all Old Zhou's fault. By the way, do you still remember Zhou Zhensheng? He was the one who always bought sweets and cakes for you but not for me..."
At this point, Qi Xue turned He Shu's head away and said, "Don't listen, kid."
He Shu: “…”
Qi Xue didn't let He Shu listen, but she didn't continue talking about Zhou Zhensheng. Instead, she started talking about the big and small things at home.
He Shu listened quietly, then glanced at the old lady who was chanting non-stop while visiting the grave nearby, and suddenly felt that his aunt was a bit like this old lady.
After nagging for a long time, Qi Xue patted the tombstone and said, "I will stay at home from now on and visit you often."
At this point, the rain was getting heavier, and Qi Xue asked He Shu: "Why don't you say something to your mother?"
He Shu shook his head. His aunt had already said everything he wanted to say.
"Let's go, then."
He Shu looked at the tombstone again: "Mom, I'm leaving."
No one responded to He Shu's words, only the sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella...
After Qingming Festival, He Shu and Xia Miao returned to school to continue their studies.
The news from Nanzhan, which initially shocked the whole country, has gradually calmed down.
Ordinary people outside would not know how big the changes in Nanzhan were this time. Almost all the cadres in the Nanzhan government had been purged.
Because of the chronic illness left over from many years and the geographical location, as long as there is enough benefit, there will definitely be people who will take risks.
But at least in recent years, there should be unprecedented peace and tranquility there.
Ordinary people treat it as a lively entertainment after dinner. At most, they would curse those drug dealers for causing great harm to people and those corrupt officials for embezzling so much of the people's money, but that's all.
Only those who are in the middle of it can understand how many people are involved in this major rectification, how many people have fallen, and how huge the amount of money involved is.
As one piece of news after another came out and the popularity of Nanzhan gradually faded, it was time for those involved to be rewarded or punished.
He Shu didn't know how great a contribution Zhou Zhensheng had made this time , but he learned from his aunt that Zhou Zhensheng had applied for early retirement, but he didn't know whether it would be approved.
My aunt is also waiting for a new appointment. These days she doesn’t care at all which department she will go to. To her, it seems that everywhere is the same.
Perhaps among the people around He Shu, only the uncle's punishment came the fastest and most directly. He was suspended from his job...
