"I have an older sister who is seven years older than me. Originally we had five sisters, but our parents died early, and the uncles and relatives couldn't protect themselves, so we decided to send Xiao Si, Xiao Wu and my second sister to others to raise them." My eldest sister originally thought that when the two of us grow up and life gets better, we will take Xiaosi and Xiaowu back, and when we get better, we will bring back my second sister."

"After my parents passed away, she worked for the nuns in the Sacred Heart Church. She reported at six o'clock every day and came back after the nuns had dinner in the afternoon. When the nuns took a lunch break at noon, my sister would save her from the church. I ate the half portion of the meal she saved, and grew up day by day. Because my sister brought food out every day, the church found out, and when the nuns found out about my situation, they simply took me away. Also called to church work."

"But I'm young, I can only do some odd jobs, only three meals a day, no pay, my sister is better than anyone, she works fast, the nuns like her very much, when she is not busy, she can also Going to listen to the lectures of the nuns, not only can read books and newspapers, but also teach younger children to read and write. She also learned foreign language from the nuns. The nuns said that when the sister is 17 years old, let her work as a clerk in a foreign company. There can be more than a dozen oceans per month."

The 100-year-old old man, recalling the things in his childhood, was full of joy and childishness: "I eat three meals a day at the church. When she is 17 years old, I will probably be able to get paid in the church. Chinese food is included, my sister is frugal, eat half of the Chinese food, and the remaining half can be used as dinner. As for breakfast, there is no need to worry. The foreign company has coffee, and there are snacks and cakes at 10:30, which can be used as breakfast. , foreigners also like to drink afternoon tea, and there are pastries, my sister has thought about it, when the afternoon tea is served, she will not eat it, take it back for me to taste or use it as breakfast the next day."

"...In this way, my sister's monthly salary can be saved completely, and after two or three years of saving, she will be able to take back Xiaosi and Xiaowu. Clothes, even if they are broken into pieces of cloth, as long as they don't melt, she can remake them into a new dress. All my clothes are made by my sister herself, and she makes beautiful skirts. I like the dresses she makes, and for every dress she makes, she can get half of the ocean! Sometimes when I get hungry, she will take part of the money I have saved for a long time and take me to the Moulin Rouge to eat cakes... ...that was the best cake I've ever eaten in my life, my sister, and the best sister in the world..."

Everyone listened quietly, no one disturbed, and Liang Zhan moved very lightly when he entered the door, for fear of disturbing the old man's memory.

The old lady lingered in her memory for a long time, and suddenly a cloudy tear fell down: "That day was my tenth birthday, and my sister will be 17 in three months, and she will be able to work as a clerk in a bungalow in three months. …… Early that morning, Sister Chen took my sister out and told me when she went out that she would come back early in the evening and asked my sister to make a cake for me. My sister also whispered that she would bring me a birthday cake Gift...my sister made the best cake...I was excited for a day, and waited for a day. When it was dark, Sister Chen came back. She was holding a doll with moving eyes. She was dressed in red and white The spaced gauze skirt is very beautiful.

But Sister Chen said, my sister is gone, the red color on the doll's gauze skirt is my sister's blood, and the skirt was originally pure white..."

"I don't want a doll, its eyes are piercing, I'm scared, I don't want to eat cake anymore, I just want my sister...but Sister Chen just told me sadly that my sister is gone and can't be found... ..."

"I don't believe it. I look for it every day. If I can't find it in Shanghai, I go to the northeast. If I can't find it in the northeast, I go to the northwest. If I can't find it in the northwest, I go to Jiangnan. If I can't find it in Jiangnan, I go to Lingnan... ...I have been searching for a whole 100 years...I can no longer walk, I can't find...I can never see my sister again..."

The old man's face was full of sadness, and he cried violently, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

Wen Yan's nose was sore, and Zhou Jing was already crying out of breath with the old lady's granddaughter, and even Lin Annan, a big man, kept wiping away his tears.

He started looking for it when he was ten years old, and after looking for it for hundreds of years, it seemed that his life was coming to an end. The old man had no other wish in his heart, only this one obsession.

"Good boy, old lady, I beg you, let me see my sister and let me know, my sister, what happened to her..."

The old man held Wen Yan's hand, as if holding his own belief, as if as long as Wen Yan shook her head, her breathing would stop immediately.

The old man's hand was very dry, but cool and wrinkled. Wen Yan shook it back and nodded: "Okay."

The old man sobbed again, and when she calmed down, Wen Yan asked her for information.

The granddaughter next to him hurriedly helped the old man find a small notebook wrapped in several layers of gauze from his close pocket, and opened the notebook. Inside was a piece of paper that had been plasticized, and the paper was yellow, but the writing was very clear. There is a line written in childish handwriting: In the autumn of 1923, my sister Dong Qiuwan disappeared in Shanghai.

From 1923 to the present, a full century has passed, and the old man is 110 years old.

However, it only records the autumn of 1923, and there is no specific date. It may take a lot of time to track it down.

Wen Yan noticed that Mrs. Dong said just now that it was her tenth birthday, so she asked her granddaughter, "Auntie, when is the old lady's birthday?"

When Mrs. Dong was 20 years old, she married a businessman named Lu, and her granddaughter was named Lu Min.

Lu Min said: "My grandma has been adopted by several families after she left the convent. The identity information was obtained when I got the ID card in the 80s. The information on it is not correct."

This matter is really troublesome.

Zhou Jing sobbed and pulled Wenyan's sleeve: "Awen, there is no way to help the old lady without a specific date? She is so pitiful, she has been looking for her sister for 100 years..."

Lu Min wiped away tears again.

On the contrary, it was Mrs. Dong herself, probably because she cried too much, but she was extremely calm at this moment, she just looked straight at Wen Yan, her eyes were full of pleading.

Wen Yan sighed in her heart, and she said, "I'll take this order, you guys wait for a while, I'll go into the kitchen."

Liang Zhan has lived long enough, and it is estimated that he can ask useful things from him.

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