Siheyuan: Rebirth 54 years ago, neighbor is stupid

The reporters were invited by Zhao Zhongjun, but in order to avoid being driven away, they were wearing auxiliary police uniforms instead of formal reporter attire.

So Yang Feidong didn't recognize them at first, he just thought their behavior was very strange.

He also wondered if these two people came here in disguise to investigate or something?

Could it be an investigator in the army?

After all, the unit Yang Feiliang is in is also conducting a major inspection, so it's not impossible that they came over to investigate something privately. Fortunately, the house has been tidied up, so nothing can be seen just from looking at it this way.

"Please wait for a moment. I will go inside to have a cup of tea, and then I will call Feiliang out."

Yang Feidong became very cooperative and led everyone in.

After making the tea, he exchanged a few pleasantries and then went to invite Yang Feiliang.

Yang Feiliang didn't care what was happening outside at all. At this moment, he was thinking and reasoning about what Li Zhenmin should do next. Should he take the risk to go to his house to apologize? After all, the information Yan Fang brought back was not complete, and he still seemed to feel a little insecure.

As a result, Yang Feidong suddenly came to him and said that two people and people from the police station came to him to recognize their relatives, and there were also two people who were suspected to be investigators.

"Come and investigate?"

Yang Feiliang thought about it over and over but couldn't figure out what went wrong. He had already made arrangements with the army, so if there was any surprise inspection he would be informed in advance so he could make preparations.

But he hasn't received any news about the investigation these days?

"I'm not sure either. I just saw them holding paper and pen and writing something down, so I couldn't ask." Yang Feidong answered truthfully.

Yang Feiliang frowned and said, "We have been in the hospital these days. Has no one at home received any news about this?"

The implication is that the message was received, but was intercepted by Yan Fang.

Yang Feidong thought for a moment and replied, "Probably not. We are all in the hospital, and your sister-in-law spends less time at home. If there is any news, it should be passed on to you, not to anyone else."

He was somewhat dissatisfied with Yang Feiliang's suspicion, but it was not easy for him to say it openly.

Then he continued, "Let's go out and take a look now. They've come to our door. No matter what their purpose is, we have to deal with them."

Yang Feiliang thought about it, nodded, stood up and followed Yang Feidong to the living room in the front yard.

He scanned the area and finally landed on Ma Guiyu and Ma Yaoguang. His face was filled with disbelief. They looked so alike. How could this young man in front of him be so similar to himself...

Yang Feiliang's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, could this really be his biological son?

But the problem is that he really has no impression at all.

While Yang Feiliang was looking at Ma Yaoguang, Ma Yaoguang was also looking at Yang Feiliang.

Yang Feiliang felt a little excitement and more curiosity in Ma Yaoguang's eyes.

Ma Yaoguang also sensed the surprise and a little panic in Yang Feiliang's eyes, but he did not feel the surprise and excitement of a parent-child reunion.

"Yaoguang, call me dad."

Ma Guiyu clenched her hands excitedly. After so many years, she saw this man again.

Although the feelings had faded long ago, her throbbing heart began to beat again. Everything she wanted seemed to be right in front of her. She even saw herself moving into this house and becoming a wealthy wife.

The saying "a mother is honored by her son" doesn't it mean just this moment?

Hearing this, Ma Yaoguang opened his mouth and greeted...

But before he could finish his words, Yang Feiliang interrupted him and said, "Comrade, I understand your feelings, but everything needs evidence. I really can't remember where we met, nor do I remember having such a son. We can't say we are related by blood just because we look alike, right?"

Ma Guiyu was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said quickly: "Yes, yes, I have the letters you wrote to me here. I have kept them all these years. Yaoguang is really your biological son!"

As she spoke, she took out a letter from her arms tremblingly. It was the love letter that Yang Feiliang wrote to her more than 20 years ago.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

When Yang Feiliang took the letter and read it, his heart skipped a beat!

He knew his own handwriting, of course, and the content above...wasn't it exactly his usual style and tone? No one knew what he was doing better than him.

Although he still had no impression of the woman in front of him, he was already 80% convinced about it in his heart. Or rather, he had already believed it 80% when he first met Ma Yaoguang, but he just didn't want to admit it.

Yang Feidong, who was standing by, was certain of the truth when he saw his brother's reaction. He thought to himself that it was unlucky that he still had such a handle on him. How stupid!

It would be inappropriate for him to interrupt at this time. If it was true, and he deliberately led people to say it was not true, then he would be implicated if the truth was found out later.

From this moment on, he already had a focus in his mind.

After a while....

Yang Feiliang nodded, forced a smile, and said, "This does look like my handwriting. So, the two of you stay here, and I can continue to ask some questions and confirm it. If it is really my son, I will naturally not deny it and will definitely make up for it."

Hearing this, Ma Guiyu was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay!"

In her opinion, this was already a success, and she didn't realize that Yang Feiliang had never really admitted it from beginning to end.

Zhao Zhongjun, who was standing by, knew that he would not get an answer in a short time, so he stood up and said to Ma Guiyu and Ma Yaoguang: "If you have any questions, you can come to us. I wish you all the best."

Then, with Yang Feiliang's farewell, he took the reporters and left the Yang family.

After leaving the Yang family.

The reporter was puzzled and asked, "Chief Zhao, Yang Feiliang is very tight-lipped. Shouldn't we force him to question him? It's okay to reveal his identity directly, right?"

From a journalist's perspective, the purpose of disguise is to be able to observe and record quietly, but when no actual information is obtained, the identity can be exposed, and then the journalist's privileges can be used to interrogate. No matter how bad the effect is, it will not be a complete failure, right?

Zhao Zhongjun shook his head: "You will not get any results if you continue to ask. He is the political commissar. You can't use force. If you are not careful, you may be charged with breaking and entering, which will make it difficult for us."

The reporter said in embarrassment: "But I didn't get anything..."

Zhao Zhongjun interrupted directly, "Believe me, we will take a detour and come here to stake out the situation. No later than tomorrow, the Yang family will have a big show to watch."

"Big drama?" The reporter was puzzled.

Zhao Zhongjun naturally wouldn't say much. After all, he was a reporter. If anything he said was recorded, he would be responsible for it in the future.

So he just replied: "You don't have anything to lose anyway, it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer. If you can't wait, it won't be too late to come to interview again, right?"

The reporter was speechless and finally agreed to come back later to try.

As journalists, they have done a lot of things like squatting on the ground, so they still have the patience.