Chapter 892 Her Confession Is Important (3)

It turned out to be very disappointing...

In the old little box, there are only a few things.

An old-fashioned razor and a flashlight, which Uncle Jing often used during his lifetime.

There is also an old mobile phone, the oldest model, which is equivalent to an old phone, and it can no longer be turned on.

Huo Mian secretly took out the mobile phone and put it in her bag. If she took out the mobile phone chip, she would find a professional expert.

Maybe you will find out who Uncle Jing had been with before and after the accident seven years ago, right?

There was also half a pack of unsmoked cigarettes, a rather old brand.

The kind that costs five yuan a pack, with a lighter next to it.

It seems that my mother still misses Uncle Jing, so these are preserved.

At the bottom is a book that Uncle Jing often reads, which is ridiculous.

It's not some classical clan, nor is it some cool martial arts novel.

It's a fortune-telling book, similar to the kind that asks for nothing.

Huo Mian opened it and looked. There were bone-telling fortune-telling, iron-clad magic fortune-telling, and the zodiac fortunes of the twelve zodiac signs.

These have always been popular in the countryside, because most rural people believe in these so-called eight-character fortune-telling.

Huo Mian remembered that Uncle Jing liked to watch it before, and sometimes he wished to see Huang Li when he went out.

I thought that this kind of book would not have any clues, but by accident, Huo Mian turned to the book of the month she was born.

In 1992 on the perpetual calendar, on September 18th, a circle was drawn with an oil pen, and it was circled.

There's nothing strange about this, after all, it's Huo Mian's birthday, so it's normal for Uncle Jing to mark her.

But the strangest thing is that in the bottom blank space of the book, there are three words written in black with a ballpoint pen.

regretful

I only regret these three words, the handwriting is rather scribbled, and it looks like it was written by Uncle Jing.

When sorting out the relics at that time, no one went to read them carefully, so they never found them.

Looking at it now, what did Uncle Jing mean when he said regret? Is it because I knew that I was not Yang Meirong's child back then, and I regretted it? Or are there other hidden secrets?

After Huo Mian found out here, she had more questions...

"The milk is ready, Xiaomian."

Huo Mian immediately closed the small box when she heard the sound.

"Thank you, Mom." She took the milk and drank it slowly.

Yang Meirong glanced at Jingde's relic, her eyes were sad...

"This guy doesn't have a life to enjoy life. In the past, life was hard. He supported our whole family by himself. Now life is better, but he is gone...It's ironic." Yang Meirong sighed.

"Mom...doesn't Uncle Jing have any savings all these years?"

"No way, he is a driver, and it is good to support his family. Before the accident, he told me that he wanted to do something with someone in partnership, but something happened... In the end, he just didn't have that kind of wealth."

Huo Mian lowered her head and did not speak. She remembered that Huo Siqian seemed to have said that Huo Zhenghai had given Jingde two hundred thousand.

It seems that Jingde never took out that money, never gave it to his mother.

So she also suspected that the flow of that money was related to her own background.

Uncle Jing seems to have been in contact with someone behind his mother's back...

She stayed at her mother's house until very late, and she didn't leave until Qin Chu came to pick her up.

Regarding the mobile phone and relics, Huo Mian did not mention it to Qin Chu.

Because she had heard that Qin Chu had been investigating this matter during the phone call between Qin Chu and Rick.

But this incident is very strange, people have been missing all the time...

So Huo Mian didn't want Qin Chu to take risks because of him...

"Wife, what are you thinking?" Qin Chu looked at her a little distracted, and asked gently.

"It's okay...just miss Zhixin a little bit." Huo Mian changed the topic.

"Didn't Zhixin send you a WeChat message? He's already settled there, everything is fine."

"Yes, you told me." Huo Mian nodded.

The two couples went home and went to bed early, at noon the next day.

Huo Mian went to the city bureau to find Jiang Xiaowei during her lunch break.

Although Jiang Xiaowei is pregnant, she is not hypocritical and continues to work at the Municipal Bureau.

Wei Liao is also in the group during the day, and the couple are busy with their own affairs.

Seeing Huo Mian, Jiang Xiaowei was very happy, and took her hand, "It's a tacit understanding, I was looking for you for lunch, let's go, we have Cantonese food downstairs, which is very authentic."

Before Huo Mian could say anything, Jiang Xiaowei dragged Huo Mian all the way to the restaurant downstairs.

"Xiaowei, I came to you today to ask for your help."