Rebirth: Don’t be a coward and be a mother’s baby

Xie Jianjia suddenly had an unpleasant suspicion in her heart. Could it be that Dong Ming discovered something and Zhao Weimin found out about it, and Zhao Weimin took the opportunity to get rid of Dong Ming?

She patted herself on the head.

Come on, it may have something to do with Dong Ming's disappearance, but it shouldn't be his conspiracy.

In the previous life, Yunlu City did not join forces with Changyang City to fight against trafficking. Dong Ming and Zhao Weimin had no contact. Floods still occurred, and Qian Kai and the five police officers were still missing.

Have to look through it again.

The clock was ticking, and it came to eleven o'clock unknowingly. After Dong Feng finished flipping through the newspaper in his hand, he followed Xie Jianjia's instructions and flipped through the book Dong Ming usually read.

There are some insights written in pencil in the book, but they seem to be of little use. After briefly reading one book, I don’t read the content at all. I just look through the book to see if there are any paper bookmarks or other items mixed in.

"Jiajia, what is this?"

Dong Feng pulled out something from a book, raised it doubtfully, and asked Xie Jianjia.

Xie Jianjia followed the sound and saw that he was holding something folded into a triangle in his hand. He took it and opened it.

After opening it, I found a row of small characters written vertically inside.

"You take your sunny path, and I'll cross my single-plank bridge."

There was no signature. Xie Jianjia checked Dong Ming's notes and found that they were not written by Dong Ming.

"Uncle Dafeng, do you recognize this handwriting?"

Dong Feng shook his head: "I don't know. It's written like old age and death. Could it be that eldest brother has an enemy?"

Who wrote this word to Dong Ming?Does Dong Ming have any enemies?Only he knows.

"Put it together with those." Xie Jianjia pointed to the newspaper placed alone.

Dong Feng said "hmm" and continued to search.

"Clap."

There was a sound of something falling to the ground. Dong Feng bent down to pick it up from the ground. When he opened it, he felt uneasy.

"Jiajia, photos, photos of eldest brother and Zhao Weimin!" His tone was filled with surprise.

When Xie Jianjia heard this, she didn't even have time to fold the newspaper in her hand, so she directly placed the remaining small pile on the other end of the bed, walked around to Dong Feng, and took the photo from his hand.

The photo is a group photo of two people. Different from the short man in his 50s with a big belly that I saw in the black and white newspaper just now, Zhao Weimin in the photo is not tall, but his whole person has a bookish look, a good figure and a well-groomed appearance. Fashionable, the hairstyle seems to be smeared with hair wax, and she looks full of energy.

Dong Ming in the photo is a head taller than him. It is obvious that his face is much younger than Zhao Weimin. His clothes are rustic, a yellow earth-colored plaid shirt with a striped collar, black flat leather shoes, and medium-length hair. Comb it to both sides, looking nondescript.

The same thing is that both of them are smiling brightly at the camera.

I don’t know why, but there is a big gap between the two of them now, but at a glance, you can tell that the people in the photo are Dong Ming and Zhao Weimin.

Xie Jianjia noticed the background behind them—Wanzhou University.

Dong Ming’s alma mater.

"Are godfather and Zhao Weimin classmates?" Xie Jianjia asked doubtfully.

Dong Feng: "I don't know either, I've never heard my elder brother say it."

He frowned and calculated in his mind, "Isn't that right? Zhao Weimin looks like he is in his 50s. They can't be classmates together."

Xie Jianjia shook his head: "No, Uncle Dafeng, you are judging a person by his appearance. Although he looks like he is 50 years old, but you do the math. Just now you said that he returned to the village in his early twenties and became a village official. The year of the accident, his child First grader, now 15 years have passed, he should be in his early 40s, and his godfather is also in his early 40s, so he can match his age!"

After hearing the little girl's analysis, Dong Feng rubbed his sore eyes and sighed.

"I'm really confused. What you said makes sense. No matter how you calculate it, you're still not over 50. You blame me."

Xie Jianjia: "I'm too tired during this period, and I can't think straight." She spoke with a guilty tone, "Sister Qiaoxiu is not feeling well and she still accompanies us to find a godfather. You have to find someone and take care of her. You have to help me search for things here at night, thank you for your hard work."

Dong Feng touched the top of Xie Jianjia's head with his rough hands and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? We are all a family. Who is your godfather or my eldest brother? In the past ten years, I have been running out to do business every day. My eldest brother is helping me take care of my mother in Ningli County. Now that something has happened to him, I’m worried that he can’t find anyone. It’s hard work for a family. As long as we find someone, everything will be worth it.”

Putting down his hand, Dong Feng thought of Huang Qiaoxiu.

"I'm just tired of you, Sister Qiaoxiu. I asked someone to drive her back to the city and stay in bed to raise the fetus, but she didn't want to. She said that the whole family was here and she couldn't help, so she could only stay with the big guys. I’ll feel bad if I go back alone.”

Xie Jianjia: "Uncle Dafeng, you also said that the family supports each other. My mother is watching over Sister Qiaoxiu. Don't worry, she is not a fool. She will take the initiative to tell if she is not feeling well."

Dong Feng nodded.

The two of them glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already twelve o'clock. Xie Jianjia sped up and spent another half an hour sorting out all the newspapers in his hands.

"How many books are there?" Xie Jianjia asked.

Dong Feng looked around and said, "There are only two copies left."

Xie Jianjia: "Okay, I'll sort out my things and take them back to see. There are other people living here, so it's inconvenient."

At one o'clock in the morning, the two packed everything and held them in their arms.

The moment the door opened, a gust of cool wind blew through, and Xie Jianjia shivered from the cold.

The two didn't linger at all. They quietly closed the door and locked it. For safety's sake, the key was taken back to Dong's house.

On the way back, the rain eased a bit.

On summer nights, even if it rains, it can't stop the faint chirping of cicadas.

Zier wow, Zier wow.
Xie Jianjia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took the photo of Dong Ming and Zhao Weimin and looked at it carefully, not missing any detail.

Dong Feng, who was driving, couldn't help but yawned.

After these days of hard work and running around, I really didn't get much rest. I was still outside at one o'clock in the morning, and I was really sleepy.

"Snapped--"

Something hit the windshield, the sound causing the two people in the car to wake up instantly.

"Uncle Dafeng, what did you hit?" Xie Jianjia sounded nervous.

Dong Feng was more experienced than her, so he comforted her: "Don't worry, it's not a human, the impact is not great, and it probably isn't a dog. I'll go down and have a look."

After that, he unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door.

Dong Feng looked carefully by the headlights in front of the car and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a little bird lying on the ground.

It was late at night, and he bumped into something just as he was yawning, and he was frightened out of his wits.

He threw the bird's body into the grass aside, grabbed a handful of grass with water and covered the bird's body. Then Dong Feng patted the water on his hands and returned to the car.

"It's a bird. It must have seen the light and bumped into it."

When Xie Jianjia heard that it was a bird, her heart dropped into her stomach.

"We'll be home soon. Go back quickly. If you stay out for too long, they will be extremely worried."

Dong Feng nodded, concentrated on driving home.

Third update today!
small theater:
Xie Jianjia (crying): Brother Bird, you died so miserably~~
Dong Ming (soaked in water for five days): If you don’t come to save me, I will die worse than a bird.

Xie Jianjia: Stop shouting, godfather. I will save you when the plot comes. By the way, remember to fry cicadas for me after I rescue you.

Cicada: Wow, Wow, Wow, Wow.