Chatper 436 (2/2)

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.