The president came on the way of Zhenxiang

After checking the identities of the two, the police, together with the village officials, took them to Wu Zhixing's house.

As they walked, the villagers followed suit, and many people surrounded them.

Most people in this village are surnamed Wu, and one or two families have distant relatives with Wu Zifan.

When they walked through the village and passed a house, some villagers said to Wu Yan, "It was their house that sold you back then."

Wu Yan couldn't help turning his head to look. The door of that family was very dilapidated, and compared with the surrounding families, the house also looked very simple.

When the policeman saw him stop, he told the case.

"It's Wu Zifan's distant relative, a bachelor, who was taken away for 5000 yuan back then... a few days ago."

Wu Yan didn't speak, turned his head, stopped looking, and walked forward.

After walking two steps, he said again to the policeman, "Thank you for your hard work."

The policeman smiled, "It should be done, we are more happy if you can reunite."

Huo Zaiyu took out cigarettes from his pocket, handed cigarettes to the police and village cadres, took a lighter, and lit it for several people.

The cigarette is a good one. The village cadres have never seen this brand, but they know it is a good product by looking at the packaging. They put it under their noses and smell it before they are smoked, and say, "rare things."

Huo Zaiyu smiled, "Bring more next time, and give everyone a point."

The village cadres couldn't help being curious when they saw how generous his speech was and how generous he was, so they turned around and asked Wu Yan, "My son, who is this?"

Wu Yan pursed his lips and said, "My fiance."

The village cadre was stunned for a moment, stopped and said, "What?"

Wu Yan looked at him and said with certainty, "We are getting married soon."

Only then did the village cadres come to their senses, and the next moment, their faces were half red.

Although same-sex marriage has been legal a few years ago, their village is closed, and so far no two men have married and lived together.

Hearing it suddenly, it must be very unacceptable, the village cadres couldn't help but turned their heads again, and looked Huo Zaiyu up and down several times.

Huo Zaiyu was calm, he let him watch, his expression was natural and his movements were generous.

But Wu Yan felt uncomfortable.

Sure enough, the village official shook his head slightly after reading it, "Teacher Wu, hey..."

Wu Yan was afraid that Huo Zaiyu would notice, so he quickly took his hand, dragged him to him, and went to bite his ear.

Nothing serious to say, just a distraction.

Huo Zaiyu didn't know if he heard that sigh, but he was very interested in what Wu Yan said, and smiled.

The village is not big, and soon, a large group of people came to the door of Wu Zhixing's house.

Before Wu Yan saw anyone, he heard the voice first.

A child shouted, "Come, come."

Then there was a burst of "cracking" firecrackers.

The bright red firecracker paper flew up, amidst the crisp sound, there were children's clapping and laughing.

The crowd surrounding them suddenly dispersed to both sides, and then, a middle-aged couple came into Wu Yan's sight.

The man was very thin, with gray hair, but tall and straight, wearing a dark jacket.

The woman is not tall, with a body that is neither fat nor thin, with her hair tied behind her head, and she is wearing a bright red down jacket.

Wu Yan couldn't see their faces clearly, because tears blurred his eyes almost immediately.

The middle-aged couple also saw him, and the woman shouted out excitedly.

"Baby!"

Then he staggered over.

Wu Yan took two quick steps and stepped forward to meet her.

The woman hugged him tightly, her face pressed against Wu Yan's chest.

"Baby, my baby!"

Tears instantly wet his clothes, and Wu Yan's tears rolled down his cheeks. He wanted to call "Mom", but he couldn't open his mouth because of sobs.

The man also walked over quickly, and finally stood in front of Wu Yan.

He shook his hands, touched his son's head, and called softly, as if uncertain, "Lu Waer?"

Wu Yan's pupils sparkled, he looked at his father and nodded.

There was a smile on the man's face as if he had found a treasure, and with tears on his face, he hugged their mother and child.

A family that had been separated for more than 20 years was finally reunited, and the onlookers were all moved.

The woman is wiping her tears, and the man is also sighing, both happy and sad.

Huo Zaiyu stood aside, the big stone in his heart finally fell half to the ground.

He took photos and recorded videos of them, looking calm and joyful, probably the most sensible person in the audience.

Even the policeman couldn't help being curious and looked at him a few more times.

After crying for a while outside the yard, the village cadre spoke.

"The children have been on the road all day, and they haven't eaten any food. Did you two cook?"

Wu Yan's mother woke up like a dream, immediately wiped away her tears and said with a smile, "I did it, I did it."

She is a simple person, and she doesn't know how to say polite words, but she just repeatedly invites everyone to come in and have dinner together.

Wu Zhixing is an old teacher in the village and has great prestige. This time, not only the village leaders came, but also the school leaders.

Seeing that they had successfully recognized their relatives, some people came to accompany them, and the leader also said a few brief blessings at the scene.

Standing between his parents, Wu Yan put his arms around his parents, listened carefully, and thanked them again.

After going into the house for dinner, he naturally sat at the table with his parents, along with the police, village cadres and school leaders.

The Eight Immortals table at home is not big enough to accommodate these people.

The atmosphere and atmosphere in the village is good. For such a big event in his house, the villagers all come to join in, set up a few tables of wine, everyone eats and drinks, and the yard is also very lively.

During the meal, some people came to toast and said homely.

The children were running around, making noise inside and outside the house.

Even when they were eating, many people surrounded the door, listening, laughing, and watching.

Wu Yan didn't feel noisy, let alone annoyed, his heart was more excited than anything else, and he kept holding his mother's hand tightly.

When his father talked to him, he leaned close to him, listened carefully, and answered every question carefully.

Even if you just ask him if he is cold or full.

There were too many people talking to him, and he was overwhelmed, but he didn't want to neglect.

Wu Yan is born with a good temper, and has excellent demeanor and self-cultivation. He made everyone involved in the family search experience his gratitude and sincerity, and everyone praised him full of praise.

The villagers heard from the police again that he was a graduate student of T University, and they were even more envious. They all congratulated Wu Zhixing and his wife for finding such an excellent son.

Even at the scene, some villagers immediately said that Wu Yan must teach his child homework, and that the child should be Wu Yan's second uncle in terms of seniority.

One conversation made everyone laugh.

When everyone was laughing, Wu Yan finally realized that something very important seemed to be missing from his happiness.

Yes, without Huo Zaiyu.

What about Huo Zaiyu?

He wanted to get up, but was held back by his mother.

"Lu Wa'er, what are you looking for, mom will get it for you."

For the first time, Wu Yan didn't look at his mother to answer. He looked outside the door and said, "Mom, I'll go by myself. I have to find him."