Chapter 436

He Weifei and the two of them went home after lunch. Since he was riding a bicycle and He Weixia suddenly appeared and almost caused a car accident, he stopped riding a bicycle.

This time he walked home, the winter in Rongcheng was wet and cold, very different from Qincheng, but it made him feel like home even more than Qincheng.

Wherever He Weifei walked, there were little girls looking at him, and the amazement in those eyes fell into his eyes without looking closely.

Not knowing if he left the school, He Weifei's heart felt empty. On the surface, he told his father, the principal, and his friends that he wanted to find himself and find a way to get along with He Weixia, but he didn't know how he would go next.

He even lost his student status, which protected him the most.

It was past seven o'clock when He Weifei got home, and He Qiaoyan, Qin Yiyue and He Weiyu were already having dinner.

Seeing that his clothes were wet, Qin Yiyue asked, "Walk back?"

"Um."

"Are you hungry? If you're not hungry, go take a shower and change your clothes. Mommy will make ginger soup for you later."

"Thank you, Mommy." He Weifei turned and went back to the room.

The smile on Qin Yiyue's face almost didn't collapse, she murmured: "Lord, I really regret that I didn't specialize in psychology back then."

"Isn't Chu Feiyan a well-known psychiatrist in the world? He also failed to solve Weifei's situation. It depends on fate. In my opinion, Weifei's encounter with these things is not all bad. He has the opportunity to choose a completely different one." lifestyle."

"I'd rather he didn't have that opportunity."

"It's a good thing if you don't have a chance, and you're lucky if you have the chance. Doctor Qin, don't hold back the organization."

"Don't delay. What should we do next?"

"I'll talk to him at night, if he wants me and Chu Feiyan to accompany him to Bincheng."

"To see He Feng's tomb?"

"Um."

Qin Yiyue nodded, and reluctantly agreed.

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Just like what He Qiaoyan thought, He Weifei didn't have much reluctance to go to Bincheng, but He Weifei refused to be accompanied by anyone.

After thinking about it, He Qiaoyan agreed, making Chu Feiyan jump up in anger.

He Qiaoyan couldn't be scolded and scolded, and he couldn't be beaten, so he almost got bipolar disorder.

He Weifei flew directly to Bincheng the day after the exam. After arriving in Bincheng, he went to Ling County according to the address he wrote down. There is a Hejia Village in Ling County, and everyone in the village has the surname He.

He Weifei stayed in the county seat of Ling County for one night, and took the county shuttle bus to Hejia Village early the next morning.

It's winter vacation time, and private cars carrying students pass by the newly cast concrete road from the station to Hejia Village from time to time.

Seeing He Weifei walking alone, many cars stopped and asked him if he wanted a ride.

At first He Weifei thought that he had a purpose, but later he found out that the people in the small place thought it was too dangerous for him to walk as a child, so they wanted to give him a ride.

When the fifth car asked him, he first asked about his destination, and only when he saw that the other party was going to Hejia Village did he get in the car.

The driver looked very simple and honest. After seeing He Weifei put on his seat belt, he asked, "Son, which relative are you from? I haven't seen you before."

"I'm here to find He Feng."

The driver stopped the car with a shuddering sound, and looked at He Weifei in disbelief, "Son, what did you say?"

"Doesn't He Feng live in Hejia Village?" He Weifei took the driver's expression into his eyes and asked innocently.

The driver looked at He Weifei with tears in his eyes, "Son, you are He Feng's classmate, right? My Fengzi has been gone for more than half a year."

He Weifei didn't expect to meet He Feng's family directly, "Hi, uncle. My name is He Weifei, and I'm He Feng's friend. I've contacted him many times, and I came here this time because I was really worried."

He Qiang stared blankly at He Weifei, and said in a trembling voice, "Son, what do you say is your name?"

He Weifei took out his mobile phone, entered his name, and showed it to He Qiang.

When He Qiang saw the name, he couldn't regain his senses for a long time. He looked back and forth between He Weifei's face and the phone several times, and finally couldn't hold back the tears.

"Oh, is this fate?"

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

He Qiang wiped away his tears, "Son, He Feng, he is no longer here. I am his father. If he does something that makes you uncomfortable or owes you money, I will apologize to you on his behalf and help you. He pays back."

"Uncle, you misunderstood. I am He Feng's friend, and I probably know about him. I came here to see you and auntie during the holiday."

"Son, you have a heart." He Qiang forced a smile and started the car.

He Weifei looked at the large barren fields by the window, and there were many earth graves and cement graves on the side of the road. It seems that there are still earth burials here.

He Weifei suppressed the idea of ​​asking about He Feng's cemetery, now it's evening, it's too exciting for He Qiang to ask where the child's cemetery is.

The car drove along the narrow concrete road for more than ten minutes and entered a Hejia Village.

Hejia Village is not big, surrounded by mountains, and houses are built on the hills.

He Qiang parked the car in front of his own yard and called into the house: "Qiu Fen, come out quickly, there are guests at home."

A hoarse female voice sounded in the room, "Here we come."

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged woman in plain clothes appeared at the dark door.

On her face is the simple smile of a rural woman, which is very similar to that of He Qiang.

Qiufen was stunned when she saw He Weifei in the passenger seat, "Old He, who is this kid?"

"He is our Fengzi's friend, he came here specially to see Fengzi and us."

"Oh. This kid really has a heart." Qiufen laughed, and hurriedly ran down the steps to open the door on He Weifei's side, "Son, come down, you're home."

"Thank you, auntie. I brought you two presents in the trunk."

"It's good that people come, and they also bring gifts."

"Etiquette can't be messed up."

He Qiang went to the trunk to get something, and said to Qiu Fen: "Cook more delicate dishes for the child tonight. The child looks like a city person. Don't cook the rough food that we country people eat."

"I know." Qiufen said with a smile, and took He Weifei's hand naturally, "Son, it's cold outside, just let your uncle carry things, let's go inside."

"Okay." He Weifei didn't think it was strange that Qiufen was holding his hand, it felt similar to his mother holding him.

Was it the feeling of He Weixia in his body that affected him?

The houses in the village are basically self-built houses, and He Feng's house is no exception.

The floors of the self-built houses are all made very high. The floor of the first floor is five meters. Standing inside is not at all depressing, and it is much more comfortable than commercial houses.

He Feng's house is kept neat and tidy. The kitchen and bathroom are on the first floor.

Qiu Fen took He Weifei and briefly introduced the layout of the first floor, "Son, you sit in the living room first, while Auntie makes dinner. Fruits and snacks are up to you to watch and eat, so you're welcome."

After He Weifei thanked her, she went to the bathroom.