Chapter 663 Waiting for the East Wind, Looking for Relatives

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Sun Sihao is active and suitable for doing business. Qian Shikun knows his shortcomings.

Qian Shikun smiled and said, "I am not good at doing business. When the time comes, I will contract a hilltop, raise pigs nearby, and sell them to you."

"Haha, if that happens, it will be great." He Tiantian smiled, hoping that day will come sooner.

At noon, they talked for a long time, looking forward to the future.

At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, they said goodbye and left.

He Tiantian is more confident in the business. Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing!

In the evening, He Tiantian mentioned Qian Shikun and Sun Sihao at home, and took out photos to show the two people to her father-in-law.

Huo Zhekun was stunned when he saw the photo and asked, "Tell me, what are the names of these two people?"

"The fatter uncle is Qian Shikun; the thinner one is Sun Sihao." He Tiantian replied, "Dad, did you know them before?"

Huo Zhekun shook his head and said, "I don't know the thin one, but I know the fat one, Qian Shikun. Three days ago, we received a letter from Hong Kong. It was a letter looking for relatives, but it was private, not official."

"Ah?" He Tiantian was surprised, "I heard Uncle Qian say before that their Qian family was engaged in the opium business before liberation, and it was a black/social group, so after liberation, it was immediately crushed, and many people fled everywhere. He was not very old at the time, and he had many wives and concubines, but they all disappeared later."

"The person who wrote the letter was Qian Zhigao, his father was Qian Shikun, his mother was Liao Furong, and his grandfather was Qian Wantong. The old house before liberation was Qianjia Lane." Huo Zhekun said, "If you have time, you can ask privately to see if it is true?"

This was sent by Huo Yingjun through a special channel.

Huo Yingjun was worried about letting someone else find the information, so he asked his second uncle directly.

"Okay, I'll go ask when I'm free the day after tomorrow weekend." He Tiantian said. She knew the pain of not being able to reunite with her family.

Since Qian Shikun had relatives, she was happy to help.

Huo Yingjie took He Tiantian to Qianjia Lane. Because it was night, Qian Shikun was at home, sorting out the green vegetables purchased from the countryside. Clean up some dead leaves and tie them into small bundles. Each bundle weighs one catty, which costs five cents. In fact, it only costs two cents per catty to purchase. Excluding the yellow leaves that were cleaned up, you can earn two cents per catty. Selling hundreds of catties a day, you can earn two or three yuan, which is enough for him to eat and drink.

"Tiantian, Yingjie, why are you here?" Qian Shikun opened the door and was very happy to see two juniors.

Although Qian Shikun's home is simple, it is still clean, proving that Qian Shikun is a man with a plan in mind.

He Tiantian, Huo Yingjie put the snacks and sour dates he brought on the table and replied with a smile: "Uncle Qian, I came here to inquire about something, so I asked directly, do you know Liao Furong?"

"Liao Furong?" Qian Shikun was stunned, "Furong, I know her, she is my first wife! But I was a bastard at that time, favoring concubines and killing my wife, and ignored her, and later I don't know where she went."

When saying this, Qian Shikun felt a little guilty. He didn't tell the truth, in fact, he didn't want to implicate his first wife, so he didn't tell anyone.

He Tiantian and Huo Yingjie looked at each other and saw that Qian Shikun lied later.

"Uncle Qian, to tell you the truth, my father-in-law asked me to come here to inquire, saying that he received a letter from above looking for relatives. The writer of the letter is a man named Qian Zhigao, his father is Qian Shikun, and his mother is Liao Furong. You have been in jail to atone for your previous mistakes, and no one will bring up your previous mistakes to torment you again." He Tiantian said, hoping that Qian Shikun would tell the truth, and she could also complete the task.

"Tiantian, are you telling the truth?" Qian Shikun looked at He Tiantian hopefully. He was a jerk when he was young, but in his old age, he wanted to have a home and family.

"It's true." He Tiantian said, "The letter came from Hong Kong."

Qian Shikun was shocked when he heard it, and smiled bitterly: "Hey, Furong persuaded me to leave at the beginning, but I didn't believe it. I just gave her a sum of money and let her leave. But she was alone at that time and didn't have a child!"

"Not having a child doesn't mean you're not pregnant!" He Tiantian said, "This is Qian Zhigao, who said he came to find his father Qian Shikun, who has the same surname as you. Whether he is your son or not, we may be able to confirm it when you get in touch and meet."

"Oh, oh!" Qian Shikun was a little excited, even more excited. If it was true, he had a son, and as for his wife, he didn't expect his wife to wait for him.

After all, he was too much of a jerk when he was young!

"Uncle Qian, this is Qian Zhigao's letter, take a look. If possible, you should write a reply." He Tiantian suggested, and it was estimated that this matter was almost certain.

Qian Shikun took it tremblingly. The handwriting was so beautiful that it made Qian Shikun cry.

"This is Furong's handwriting." Qian Shikun said. Although he was a jerk when he was young, he and Liao Furong had been in love for a year or two and knew Liao Furong's handwriting.

Qian Shikun wrote the letter while crying.

There were thousands of words at first, but in the end there was only a simple piece of paper.

"Is there a token or something?" He Tiantian asked, trying to get it right at once.

Qian Shikun wiped his tears. Even if he was criticized again, he would recognize his son and wife.

Anyway, if he couldn't reunite with his family at this age, it would be meaningless.

Before he didn't know, he could comfort himself and entertain himself.

Now that he knows, he will recognize his relatives at all costs.

"Tiantian, wait a moment." Qian Shikun said, turned around and went in, and pulled out a one-foot square wooden box from the corner of the wall. There were many things with years in it, which Qian Shikun had secretly hidden before.

Qian Shikun looked inside carefully, and at the bottom he saw a silver hairpin with a hibiscus flower pattern made of jadeite with excellent quality.

Because it had not been used for a long time, there were some black oxides on it.

Qian Shikun put away the box, and then wiped it carefully. It took a while for the hairpin to reveal its original appearance, exquisite and beautiful.

"This is Furong's hairpin. When she saw it, she knew it was mine." Qian Shikun said, with excitement, hope, and guilt in his tone.

"Okay, then I'll take it away. I'll let you know as soon as I have news." He Tiantian took it. Her family hid things from the past, not to mention Qian Shikun, who used to have a big family.

"Please." Qian Shikun said.

"Uncle Qian, maybe you can be reunited soon. You have to take good care of yourself during this period." He Tiantian reminded, lest Qian Shikun be distracted and prone to accidents.

"I'll pay attention." Qian Shikun nodded repeatedly, "By the way, I still have photos, how about giving you one?"

He Tiantian's eyes lit up, nodded and said, "That would be the best!"

Qian Shikun took out the photos, picked the most energetic one, and handed it to He Tiantian.