Quan Shengnan said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle, everything comes first and comes later, and you haven't answered my question yet!"

I won't answer your question until you're done answering my question.

Uncle, it can't be that Zhang Wenqian's brother and Zhang Wenqi's sister have an accident, right? So you're embarrassed to tell us? ”

In fact, her heavenly eye has already seen the truth.

It's just that she doesn't know how to talk to Ding Haihua, and she doesn't want Ding Haihua to know that she can predict the future for the time being.

She wanted to find out the truth in person, and let Ding Haihua see and hear it with her own eyes.

Ding Lin blushed suddenly, with a little shame, and insisted: "You still tell me how Sister Haihua is doing first, why didn't she come to find the child in person, but asked you to come?" ”

Before Yun Jianjun could speak, Quan Shengnan heard Ding Haihua say: "You tell him that I am already dead."

I died 10 years ago, so I couldn't come to the baby.

Now I have a dream with you, and you have come to inquire for me if there is me and my children. ”

Ding Haihua thought of all the excuses very intimately.

Quan Shengnan bowed slightly, said truthfully, and finally said: "We originally came to inquire about the news, because we didn't think there would necessarily be such a few people. Who knew what my uncle meant, there were really these people in the village. ”

Ding Lin was shocked and said in a lost voice: "You say, Sister Haihua is dead?" ”

Quan Shengnan nodded and said, "It's true, recently she dreamed of our family every day, and the whole family dreamed of her, I had to believe it, I had no choice but to come." ”

After she finished speaking, she then asked, "Uncle, for the sake of us coming all the way, just tell us." ”

Ding Lin sighed, "It's not that I don't want to say it, it's really hard to say." Both children are no longer in our village, and you will not find them at all. ”

"Why? Why? Why isn't my child in the village? ”

Ding Haihua asked loudly, and his expression, which had gradually softened because of his proximity to his hometown, became hideous again.

Yun Jianjun and Quan Shengnan also asked their questions in unison.

"What else could it be? I can't afford it!

Sister Haihua's brother and sister-in-law gave birth to three or four children, where can they afford these two mouths?

Sister Haihua didn't return for a year, and Sister Haihua's parents, who are also my aunt and uncle, said that she must be like Haihua's brother-in-law, and she won't come back from enjoying happiness in the city, so she will give the child away.

As for where it was delivered, I don't know.

Because they were afraid that the people in the village would go to have children, the home addresses given by the people who adopted the children were fake.

If you really came here for this, go straight to my father when you enter the village.

My father is the village chief, and it's useless for you to find other people, maybe they won't talk to you at all, and they may not be able to understand the Mandarin you speak.

I went to school outside to communicate with you.

If I speak our local dialect, you won't understand it. ”

Ding Lin's face was full of pity, and he couldn't help but tell them carefully, lest their eyes be black when they entered the village.

Yun Jianjun secretly shouted to rejoice.

If you hadn't met him, maybe it would have been really difficult to find out the truth after entering the village, and not everyone would have trusted the dream.

Ding Haihua cried loudly, "My child, my child, where is my child?" Masters, where are my children? I want my baby! I finally left the capital, and I was finally able to go home, why didn't I have my children at home? Why give him away? ”