After Qiu Shiyun looked at it for a while, she nodded lightly: "Don't say it, it's really a bit similar." But I saw that the woman was in her fifties. ”

More than fifty?

Even so, the flame in Qiu Jifan's heart was not extinguished, he looked at Ouyang Zhen who was still looking down at the portrait with burning eyes, and patiently waited for his niece's answer.

Ouyang Zhen carefully distinguished: "Uncle, it's a little similar, but it's still a little different." The facial features are quite similar, but the temperament is not the same, the girl you painted should be 20 years old, full of youthful vitality, the woman I and my mother saw seemed to be a bit stereotyped, and there was melancholy in the eyebrows and eyes. ”

"Did you ask her?

"I asked, and she said that her surname was Tang, a native of Kyoto, and she had no relatives in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Last name Don?

"Then I'll take a look." Regardless of whether this woman is or not, Qiu Jifan wants to confirm it immediately.

"Big brother, then what are you in a hurry, I'll leave after eating, I specially want to make sauerkraut stuffed dumplings today." Qiu Shiyun stopped him, she understood the eldest brother's feelings, but he had just come back from Hong Kong City, and he hadn't eaten yet, so he ran over: "That person lives there and can't run, and you will still be neighbors in the future, isn't it easy to inquire about her?" ”

Qiu Jifan thought about it for a while: "Okay, then I'll stay and eat dumplings." ”

However, the speed at which he ate dumplings was significantly faster, and after eating a plate of dumplings, he stopped eating them, and after a few words with Ouyang Zhen, he left in a hurry.

This time, Qiu Shiyun didn't stop him anymore, and she also hoped that her eldest brother could find his first love as soon as possible and understand what was going on with his teacher's family. If that woman is true, God forbid.

Qiu Jifan arrived at the gate of the courtyard of Lao Yu's house, he only heard from his niece, the other party claimed that his surname was Tang, he was in his fifties, and there were more than 20 households in the whole courtyard, and he didn't know which house this person lived in.

Qiu Jifan entered the courtyard and walked around but didn't find the person he was looking for.

This is not the official time to get off work, so many people have locks on their doors.

Qiu Jifan stood in the courtyard, looking at the dilapidated places everywhere, and sighed with emotion in his heart: Is You Zi really here?

The surname Tang is her pseudonym, or does this person just look like You Zi?

Qiu Jifan had mixed feelings for a while, on the one hand, he extremely expected that the other party was the person he was looking for, on the other hand, he was timid in his hometown, and he didn't know if she would avoid him because she hated him when she was sure that she was really You Zi.

After Qiu Jifan walked out of the door in a complicated mood, he could only ask the old man sitting at the door playing chess.

"Brother, I would like to ask you something, where does a 50-year-old sister surnamed Tang live in this courtyard?

The old man tilted his head and stared at him up and down: "Surname Tang?" We have a family in this courtyard. ”

"Where does she live?" Qiu Jifan's eyes flashed with excitement, and it was difficult for anyone to meet him in such a situation.

"Who are you?" The old man stared at Qiu Jifan vigilantly, this person is not an ordinary person in terms of clothing.

"I'm a relative of hers."

"Relatives? Why haven't I seen you? ”

"I just got back from abroad."

As soon as they heard that it was overseas Chinese, several old men at the door looked at each other with interest.

Everyone asked nonsense, but no one came to explain the situation of the woman surnamed Tang.

Qiu Jifan was secretly anxious, and it seemed that he couldn't inquire about anything here.

He gradually became a little impatient, looked down at the time on his wrist, and thought that Dae lived nearby, so it was better to go and ask him.