Chapter 109:

After the contract was settled, they sent Chen Mingzhu to her dad first. Well, it's a bus ride.
The farthest place that Chen Mingzhu had been to was the small county town on her side. When he first came to such a big city, it seemed very cramped. She was carrying a bag with several pieces of changed clothes. Holding the jar in his hands.
Li Xinyun has been curious about this jar for a long time and couldn't help but ask: "What is in this jar?"
Chen Mingzhu said: "It's pickles. My pickles are pickled by myself. My dad likes to eat them. Every year I come back, I take away several jars and say that they have the taste of hometown.
Li Xinyun feels that no matter how he likes pickles, he can't eat them all the time. Whatever you like, you will get tired of eating too much. No, not necessarily like it, maybe just want to save money. But now she is not the one who used to talk too often, and she certainly will not directly hurt people. Instead, she echoed: "Also, every time I go on a trip, I miss the food at home within a few days."
Fang Junrong glanced at her daughter with a faint smile on her lips.
They are not at the peak of commuting at this time, the bus is not crowded, everyone has a place to sit. Coupled with air conditioning, Fang Junrong did not suffer from motion sickness. On the contrary, Fang Tian, ​​who was just in the car, was busy uploading the interview content to her account. She was always facing the mobile phone, plus the road was not very smooth, and there were some bumps. A little dizzy.
"Auntie, do you have motion sickness medicine?" Her small face was pale and she didn't look like she was flying an hour ago. Her eyes dropped a little bit more pitiful.
Fang Junrong said: "Try some preserved fruits first? I picked and dried them myself."
She opened her bag and took out a bag of dried peaches. This peach was picked from Dongtian. It contains some aura, and it should make her more comfortable after eating it. There is no way to bring fruit when traveling. Fang Junrong cannot always take out the fruit from Dongtian, and then tells them that he bought it by himself, so it is simply made into dried fruit, so that it is convenient to carry.
Fang Tian tasted it, his eyes lit up, "Delicious! I like it! Aunt, your income is just right."
Fang Jun smiled and said nothing: the fruits in Dongtian are good.
There is not much dried fruit in each bag, which is about fifty grams. Fang Tian ate it in two or three times, and then looked at Fang Junrong with his puppy-like wet eyes, all of which exuded "I want it".
She remembered that her niece had been abroad most of the past year, and she had n’t really eaten her Dongtian. This chapter is not finished. Click on the next article to continue reading! Fruits in the sky.
"I've put the luggage in the rest. There are only a few bags in the bag, and I'll give them to you." On the bus, she certainly can't open the luggage.
She took a packet to Fang Tian, ​​and divided Li Xinjun and Chen Mingzhu one by one. She didn't eat it herself. She still prefers freshly picked fruits to dried fruits. As the so-called frugality is difficult, she is increasingly picky.
Chen Mingzhu contains preserved fruits and feels the sweet and sour taste. For the first time, she has eaten such delicious preserved fruits. She remembered that when she was five years old, when her mother died, her father hurried back. At that time she kept crying, many people said that she had no mother, and sooner or later father would not want her. At that time, Dad hugged her, opened a bag of dried fruit she brought back to eat for her, and coaxed her.
The fruit is sour and sweet, with a fruity aroma. She ate this for the first time and stayed straight, forgetting to cry. Later, every time Dad came back, she would bring her some snacks and let her eat secretly. Chocolate, potato chips, lollipops, she had eaten several snacks he brought back, but the most memorable thing was the dried fruit.
Later, although Dad spent most of his time working outside, he remembered to send her a gift every birthday. He asked her to read it well, saying that he worked hard outside, and one day he would take her out to see the outside world.
Her father's dark and thick face appeared before her eyes, and her eyes were red. It's just that she didn't want people to find that she was crying, lowered her head, and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers.
Chen Mingzhu didn't finish the package of dried fruit. After eating a few, he carefully collected it. Such delicious food cannot be eaten in one go. When the time comes, I will share it with my cousin. Although the uncle's family was not particularly good to her, but after her mother died, she helped take care of her to such a large age. She was very grateful. Sometimes she had something good, so she thought of leaving it to her.
She turned her head to look out the window, and she had only seen it on the TV of the uncle's house next to the tall house. The traffic on the road was turbulent, the sun was shining on the body, and the blowing wind mixed with the smell of gasoline.
Is this the city where Dad lives? It looks so good.
She looked at it without blinking, unwilling to miss a scene.
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It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when they transferred a few times and arrived at the destination written on the paper. Because of the relationship with summer, the sky is still bright, especially today the weather is very good, the whole sky is red with fire clouds, like a painting.
The address is a bit off, they asked the unfinished chapter, click on the next article to continue reading! After being a local, led by a kind person, he finally came to the staff dormitory.
The staff dormitory has three floors from the outside. The old yellow building is full of traces of years, the side walls have graffiti for children, and there are a lot of moss in the corners. The hallway outside was covered with clothes of all sizes, and the atmosphere of life was strong. There are many people in the corridor collecting clothes.
Fang Junrong stood downstairs for a while and asked Chen Mingzhu, "Go upstairs?"
She remembered that the dormitory number of her father Chen Gensheng was on the paper, which was in room 304.
Chen Mingzhu, who looked up at the third floor, turned back and hugged the jar subconsciously. Obviously the child is very nervous now.
Perhaps because of someone's company, Chen Mingzhu went upstairs although he was very embarrassed. The security work of this dormitory building was not good. They came in with apparently unfamiliar faces, and no one asked.
Walking to the third floor, they looked at the house number and found 304.
Fang Junrong found that the clothes hanging in the corridor at the gate 304 were obviously a family of three. Clothing for men, women and babies.
Li Xinyun also noticed this, and his face sank. Because of Li Wangjin, she is more sensitive than others in this regard, and she suddenly feels disturbed by Chen Mingzhu. After this journey, she still liked Chen Mingzhu very much.
Chen Mingzhu took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and knocked on the door. This door is the kind of iron door, and the sound is very loud when it is knocked.
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"Who!"
A male voice murmured vaguely, and after a while, the door opened, and a man with a Chinese character looked at them suspiciously, "Who are you looking for?" A small-sized woman stood beside him.
Chen Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm looking for my dad."
Seeing her reaction, Fang Junrong knew that this man was not her father. It is impossible for a daughter to recognize her own father. So is Chen Gensheng moving?
"Which is your dad? Did you knock on the wrong door? There is nothing in this building that I don't know. You report a name and this chapter is not finished. Click on the next article to continue reading! The word comes out, I will help you to see it."
It can be seen that this is still an enthusiastic man.
"My dad's name is Chen Gensheng." Chen Mingzhu said word by word, biting very clearly. "Don't he live here before? He sent me a letter, this is the address."
The expression of the man with Guozi face was stiffly visible to the naked eye, "Ah, you are the root daughter."
The man accepted the words, "He has moved away, and he doesn't live in this building anymore. He just moved some time ago." He rubbed his face with a strange expression. Halfway through his wife's words, he immediately shut up and said nothing.
"Then where does he live now?"
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The man touched his head and brushed his teeth a bit exaggeratedly, "I think about it, I don't remember well. Alas, I have been working overtime recently and my memory is getting worse and worse."
Chen Mingzhu asked: "Can you tell me where my dad works? I can go directly to his unit to find him."
"Me, I haven't seen him for more than a year. I really miss him very much. He said he would come back to see me and I have been waiting for him."
Fang Junrong saw his man's wife red eyes on the spot, don't look away. The response was obviously quite wrong.
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No way? If that is the case, it would be too cruel for Chen Mingzhu.
Fang Junrong had a guess in his mind, and his expression became dignified.
"I haven't contacted him recently, so I don't know where he lives now. I'll call and ask, don't cry first." The men's voice softened, and then they walked into the house because he was in the room For the sake of making a phone call, they stood outside the door and did not hear clearly what he was talking about.
Five minutes later, the man came back again and said to them: "I just called and asked Gen Sheng's unit. Your father, he was very reused by the company, so he was sent on a business trip and it would take some time to come back. No, will you go home first? We do n’t have the key to his house and we ca n’t take you there.

He sighed, felt a cigarette, and wanted to smoke, but when he saw Chen Mingzhu, he still put the cigarette back in his pocket.
Chen Mingzhu's tears fell on the spot. She looked sad and her voice was very soft.
"Uncle, don't lie to me, is my dad gone anymore?"