Yao Huiqin shook the bag in his hand, got out of the car, entered the teahouse, and came to the appointed box. Ding Han has arrived.

"Old lady Huo." Dinghan stands up to say hello. Full of excitement.

Yao Huiqin saw as like as two peas, who had almost identical faces. Even though they had already prepared for it, they could not help but feel that they were all in the world. Yao Huiqin was still calm on the surface. "Miss Ding, did you make a mistake to meet?"

Dinghan gently tugged at the corner of her lips, because she was usually more rigorous, and the smile seemed a little stiff. "Today's weekend, I have time right now."

When they sat down, Yao Huiqin had a lot to say, but when she saw Ding Han, she would think of all the things she had done to Jane Xi before, and her throat seemed to be stuck by something for a moment.

In silence, Ding Han's skillful temperature instrument set tea, made tea, poured tea, and finally put a small cup of tea in front of Yao Huiqin, "please drink tea."

This scene is too familiar. Yao Huiqin's heart seems to be pulled hard by others. Her eyes fall on Ding Han's hands and she doesn't leave.

Ding Han said: "Miss Tang has told me that you miss your great daughter-in-law so much, and I look very similar to your daughter-in-law, so you want to see me."

Yao Huiqin nodded, "yes, it's too much."

Ding Han's lips are slightly scratched.

Yao Huiqin, "as like as two peas."

Dinghan's smile slightly froze, "it seems that the relationship between the old lady and her daughter-in-law is very good. When her daughter-in-law is gone, you still care about her."

Yao Huiqin felt a dull pain, smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I'm worried about it because of guilt. Xiao Xi is a gentle and kind woman, but I can't see her all the time. I'm against her everywhere. Finally It will lead to such a tragedy... "

Yao Huiqin's eyes were a little sour and astringent, so she didn't say anything more. She lowered her head to serve the tea, took a sip, frowned slightly, and nodded, "it's delicious. Does Miss Ding like tea?"

Ding Han shook his head and said truthfully, "I don't like tea."

"But you don't know how to make tea. It's impossible to make a tea with this flavor without three or five years of practice. And I just noticed that you are very skilled in making tea."

Ding Han looked at his hand doubtfully, and then took a sip of tea from the cup. It was fragrant, sweet and delicious.

Ding Han frowned and couldn't believe it. "I went abroad 20 years ago. I only drink coffee and never drink tea. I didn't know that the tea I made tastes so good."

"Have you been abroad?"

"Yes."

"And when did you come back?"

"At the end of last year."

"Where is your hometown?"

"Fancheng."

Yao Huiqin looks surprised, even Fancheng people, "then what's your father's name?"

"Ding Zhumin, but we have already cut off the relationship between father and daughter."

"Why break the relationship?"

"This..." Ding Han is embarrassed.

Yao Huiqin's response was that he asked more questions. "It's really not easy to make sense. I'm talkative."

Ding Han shakes his head and takes the cup of tea and drinks it.

Yao Huiqin added: "to be honest, my daughter-in-law had an accident because of the plane crash, but her body was not found at that time. I always held a glimmer of hope that she might still be alive, so I couldn't help asking a few more questions."

Ding Han nodded and looked at the watch. It seemed that he was in a hurry.

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