They only cared about arguing, and never cared that there was still a child in the family who needed love.
After growing up, Wan Mingqiu realized that when her stepmother Li Xiaohua had her own flesh and blood, her love for him would never come back.
Wan Mingqiu met Wang Xin when he was in junior high school.
Father Wan Xingmin also changed from an elementary school mathematics teacher to a junior high school mathematics teacher.
The way father and son communicate is mostly silent, silent while eating and watching TV.
One day not long after Wang Xin came to school, the father and son sat silently at the table to eat.
Father's cooking skills have always been good. Li Xiaohua said before that don't talk while eating. This is called eating without talking and sleeping without talking.
After Li Xiaohua left the house, the father and son got used to eating without talking.
After Ming Qiu finished his meal, he did not leave the table immediately, but waited for his father to eat.
Father Wan Xingmin asked: "Son, do you have something to say?"
"Yes."
"Hurry up, I have to prepare lessons later."
It's hard to say this sentence. These two words have been forbidden in this family for so many years, and no one wants to mention them.
"Well, do you still remember Mingming's appearance?"
Wan Xingmin choked on his throat with a mouthful of rice, and it took him a long time to swallow it. After he drank a big mouthful of soup, he asked Ming Qiu again, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Okay, why did you mention Mingming again?"
"No, I think my tablemate Wang Xin is a bit like the grown-up Mingming."
Wan Xingmin looked at Ming Qiu with increasingly puzzled eyes.
"Son, Dad tells you again that the obvious disappearance has nothing to do with you. At that time, you were a child, and you didn't understand anything. You shouldn't have a psychological burden, and no one blames you."
Ming Qiu felt that it was difficult to communicate with his father, and of course he had a psychological burden.
How many times when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he always played hide-and-seek with Mingming in the crowd on the street, and the dream always ended with Mingming disappearing.
"Dad, I'm serious, Wang Xin and Mingming are really similar."
"Silly son, even if she grows up, she shouldn't be Wang Xin's age."
Ming Qiu still insisted on his opinion.
"Wang Xin has the same birthmark on his neck as Mingming."
Wan Xingmin obviously didn't want to continue talking about this topic, he looked at Ming Qiu solemnly.
"Ming Qiu, you are obviously no longer alive, you have to accept this reality."
Mingming is gone, two years after Mingming's disappearance, the police in the provincial capital called and said they had news about Mingming.
After Wan Xingmin came back from the provincial capital, he explained that he had been sold by human traffickers, a gang that specialized in controlling street children for money.
The young one obviously failed to persevere and was abused to death.
After hearing the news, Ming Qiu, who was already guilty, felt even more guilty.
If it wasn't for him, this family wouldn't be broken up. If it wasn't for him, the lovely Mingming wouldn't have lost his life at a young age.
He was not willing to believe Wan Xingmin's words, because when Wan Xingmin came back from the provincial capital, he was empty-handed, and he didn't even bring back his bones.
Although Wan Xingmin gave the excuse that Wan Mingming was buried by criminals after his death, he does not know where he was buried.
People in the town were also discussing, thinking that Mingming's death was suspicious, so this also gave Wan Mingqiu an excuse not to believe it.
A week after this conversation, a young aunt came to the house. This aunt was very soft-spoken and amiable, with a shadow of Li Xiaohua on her face.
She chatted with Ming Qiu for a long time, from daily life to study, the relationship between classmates, and her father Wan Xingmin.
At first Mingqiu thought that this aunt was Wan Xingmin's stepmother, but later he found out that his father Wan Xingmin thought he had mental problems.
This aunt is a psychiatrist hired by my father.
After that, Wan Mingqiu never mentioned anything about Mingming to his father again.
But after that, some actions of his father made Ming Qiu more and more suspicious, obviously he was not dead at all.
It was because his father also seemed to have doubts about Wang Xin's identity, so he made Wang Xin the math class representative.
Several times, he saw his father staring at Wang Xin's back in a daze.
Wang Xin is a very easy-going girl. Since they are at the same table and they both live in the town, it is difficult to go to and from school.??Do not walk together.
Several times, Ming Qiu deliberately invited Wang Xin to go home to do homework with him.
Wang Xin is also very refreshing.
When doing homework, Wan Xingmin cooks in the kitchen.
After Wang Xin stayed to eat, he would often come to his house for a meal. The reason is very simple, Wan Xingmin cooks good dishes.
After having Wang Xin at the dinner table, the atmosphere suddenly changed. The dull and depressing scene in the past changed, and the laughter continued.
During the conversation, Wan Xingmin intentionally or unintentionally mentioned where did Wang Xin grow up? Do you still remember something from your childhood.
It is no secret that Wang Xin's father is the mayor of the town. Everyone knows that her mother is a doctor in the town hospital.
Wang Xin said that when she was a child, her parents were busy with work, and she grew up with her grandma.
The most profound memory is that there is a small river in front of grandma's house, and ducks often swim in the small river.
When she was three years old, she almost drowned in the river chasing ducks.
When Mingming disappeared, she was almost two years old and almost three years old. Wang Xin remembered the incident when she was three years old. This seemed to indicate that she had nothing to do with Mingming at all.
But Ming Qiu saw his father staring at the birthmark on Wang Xin's neck in a daze several times.
When I have doubts in my heart, I always get stuck in my heart.
Therefore, Wan Mingqiu went to Wang Xin's house several times under the pretext.
In the dormitory in the town office compound, Wang Xin's father was grand, and he managed the atmosphere of officialdom very well.
Wang Xin's mother was gentle and beautiful, but her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Wang Xin's.
The reason why Wan Mingqiu believed that Wang Xin was not Mingming was because he saw the photo frame hanging on the wall.
Inside the photo frame, there are photos of their family of three.
Among them are several pictures of Wang Xin when he was a child. Wang Xin is standing next to Ming Qiu and smiling.
"Mingqiu, how are you? Haven't we been beautiful since childhood?"
The date is recorded on the photo, Wang Xin's full moon photo, she is gnawing her finger foolishly.
Then there are photos of one-year-old, two-year-old photos, and three-year-old photos.
Almost every Spring Festival, they have a family portrait.
It records the growth history of Wang Xin.
Especially in the photo of Wang Xin when he was two years old, Wan Mingqiu was stunned. There really are two people who look so similar in the world.
It is simply a copy and paste of Wan Mingming, with a puffy face, two buns on his head, and a beautiful butterfly flower on the bun.
If it wasn't for the time written on the photo, Wan Mingqiu could almost be sure that Wang Xin was Wan Mingming.
"Do you like butterflies?"
It came out of the mouth, without going through the brain, and asked unconsciously.
Wang Xin replied with a smile: "Yes, I have liked butterflies since I was a child." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com