The snow outside the window was silent. Wenqiao pondered and asked, "Mom, I want to know why Wen Jianmin feels so firmly that it's the gene problem in the Su family?"
Su Yun lowered her eyes. The light in the room was turned off. Only the dim street lights outside the courtyard wall poured out some lights on the window edge. Wenqiao obviously felt that her mother seemed to be in a sad mood.
"Shouldn't I ask?"
Su Yun's hand patted her back and sighed: "do you remember your uncle?"
"Uncle? Su Ying, her father? "
"No, you still have a little uncle. Do you have an impression?"
Wenjo was surprised: "do I have a little uncle? How can I be impressed if you haven't said that? "
"Your little uncle is only nine years older than you."
Wenjo
So Isn't that about the same size as Fu Nanli?
"And then? Where is he now? "
Su Yun grabs her hand: "listen to me tell you slowly. Your little uncle is nine years older than you. Like Xiao Mo, he is very clever and extremely clever. But he doesn't like to talk, but he is much better than Xiao mo. Xiao Mo doesn't say a word. He basically only talks to me. After you were born, he likes you very much. He is still a child himself. When he comes to Wen's house, he hugs you Let go and take the children with you. They all say that your niece is like an uncle, and your eyebrows and eyes are really like your uncle, especially the eyes. He is also very beautiful. "
"And then."
Su Yun was immersed in the memory, and her voice was a little sad: "when you were three years old, your uncle was 12 years old. He had already been in high school when he was 12 years old. He was several years younger than the children of the same age, but he always ranked first in the grade every year."
If Wenqiao thinks about it, now the school doesn't encourage students to skip grades, otherwise Xiao Mo may have been able to go to university.
"It was also a winter. The night before, he was at Wen's house. I asked the driver to take him to the school. That night, the driver went to the school to pick him up, but he didn't get it."
Wenjo frowned and raised his heart.
"The driver called me, and I rushed to the school. It was almost the same as today. It was snowing outside. My head teacher and I searched every corner of the school, but we didn't find your uncle. The monitoring at the school gate was just good or bad that day. I called his mobile phone and turned off the phone. I was really worried that day. I called the police and looked everywhere, but he It just disappeared. "
Wenqiao's heart was all pulled up: "what did his teacher and classmates say?"
"Asked his head teacher and his deskmate, he did not have any abnormal phenomenon that day. He didn't speak at all. There was no difference between that day and usual. He listened to lectures in class, sat in his seat and played Rubik's cube at the end of class. He went to the bathroom in the penultimate class and never went back to the classroom."
Speaking of the back, Su Yun's voice has some choking.
Although wenjo had no impression of the uncle who was only nine years older than himself, the fetters of his flesh and blood were engraved in his bones, and heartache was instinctive.
"I've been looking for him for a long time, but there's no news. I spend every day worrying about him. Although he's smart, he doesn't like to talk and has no social skills. If he's tied away by some bad guy, what kind of sin should he suffer? In those years, I had nightmares every night, dreaming that your uncle was suffering outside, your father At first, Wen Jianmin helped me to find it together. Later, he seemed to be a little annoyed and stopped asking about this matter. "
Wenjo shook his fist.