Chapter 339 Being the Sun (12)

Xiaomi has been away from home for more than half a year since July last year. In the past, she could not remember where her home was, but she only knew it was in Huangjia Village. Today, with the help of Ding Jiamin, she finally found it, but the small home that was once full of laughter and joy was in ruins, which made her cry sadly.

She held the little shoes she had worn tightly, as if she wanted to recall the past through this.

She did not let anyone hold her, and she stood alone in the house crying.

Ding Jiamin's eyes turned red. She helped her pick up another little shoe against the wall, and took down the dog curtain, folded it, and prepared to take it back for Xiaomi to remember.

She and Zhang Tan wanted to take Xiaomi downstairs, but Xiaomi refused. She looked for her mother's photos everywhere.

But there were no photos of her mother here. Since she left, this place has never been rented out again. Because it was too shabby, the landlord was too lazy to tidy it up, so he sold the usable furniture as scraps, leaving these rags in the room.

"Xiaomi, come with me. I will definitely find a photo of your mother for you, okay?" Ding Jiamin squatted in front of Xiaomi and held her little body and said.

Xiaomi looked at her blankly with her swollen eyes. When Ding Jiamin said it again, she finally reacted, nodded, and followed her downstairs.

This building is a bit dangerous and too dilapidated. It's better to be safe than sorry.

Ding Jiamin had the landlord's phone number and had contacted her when she was investigating. She called the landlord, and soon, an old lady came from the alley next to her.

She was the landlord.

"Huh? Is this Xiaomi?" She recognized Xiaomi at Ding Jiamin's feet at first sight. She and her mother lived here for three years.

Xiaomi was confused at first, and then suddenly realized that she also recognized the old lady.

She cried and called grandma, ran over and asked carefully if she knew where her mother had gone.

How could the landlord know? If she knew, she would have told Ding Jiamin long ago.

"She paid the rent for the next three months and disappeared without saying anything." This is what the old landlady said to Ding Jiamin.

Now, she told Xiaomi the same thing.

Xiaomi's tears that had just stopped fell again. Xiaobai saw her good friend so sad, walked over sadly, and hugged her with red eyes.

Xier didn't go over. She stood at Zhang Tan's feet, crying silently and wiping her tears.

When she encountered difficulties, she could act very strong, but when she saw her friend so sad, she couldn't be strong.

Zhang Tan handed her a tissue to prevent her from wiping tears on his pants all the time.

"Do you have a photo of Xiaomi's mother here?" Ding Jiamin asked.

It's no wonder that Ding Jiamin asked the old landlady for a photo, because according to her understanding, one of the people Xiaomi's mother has had the most contact with in recent years is the landlady's wife.

Of course, she also has a job, but according to their understanding, Xiaomi's mother often comes and goes alone in the unit, and when asked, colleagues said that they didn't know her very well.

She is shy and timid, not good at socializing and speaking, and will blush when talking to strangers. She is the kind of person who is very ordinary and has no sense of existence in the crowd.

The old lady thought about it and said that she had taken a photo of Xiaomi's mother when she first rented the house to her. She took it with her mobile phone.

She immediately took out her mobile phone for the elderly and flipped through it. There were too many photos, all of which were daily photos of her grandchildren. It was not until a long time ago that she found a photo of Xiaomi's mother.

In the photo, her face was full of youth, and she looked at the camera with a dodge in her eyes, showing a slightly shy smile. She is not tall, about 160cm, petite and cute, with a round face. She is a little beauty. People would believe that she is a high school student.

She was only 24 years old when she disappeared, and she was only 21 years old three years ago. If we calculate it again, she was 19 years old when she gave birth to Xiaomi.

Ding Jiamin investigated and found that Xiaomi's mother came to Pujiang alone to work after graduating from high school. She had done many jobs, mostly low-level jobs, such as restaurant waiter, door receptionist...

Ding Jiamin handed the photo to Xiaomi. Xiaomi held the phone carefully and stared at the photo, as if she was thinking about whether her mother was the one in the photo. Finally, she confirmed that this was it.

Xiaomi asked the landlord's old lady nervously if she could take the photo.

The old lady asked in surprise: "Don't you have a photo of your mother?"

Xiaomi shook her head pitifully.

The old lady sighed and said kindly: "I'll send this photo to you."

"Thank you, grandma." Xiaomi said.

The old lady wiped the tears from her face and said: "You're welcome. This is your mother. It should be given to you."

After getting the photo of her mother, Xiaomi's goal for today was achieved. The landlord's old lady chatted with them for a while, repeated the information she knew, and talked about some past interactions. Finally, she left with a sigh.

Many people have rented this small building of hers, and many stories have happened there. Xiaomi and her daughter are not the most special ones, but they are the last ones.

"Let's print out the photos of mom and hang them in your room, okay?" Ding Jiamin asked Xiaomi.

Xiaomi nodded pitifully and thanked Sister Xiaomin again.

Ding Jiamin touched her little head and said nothing. At this time, nothing she said would work. This kind of scar is in her heart, and it takes time to heal and warmth to be the medicine. Her task is heavy.

She looked up at the two-story building hidden in the shadow of the sun. Many, many stories must have happened here. She thought of the shy and smiling girl in the photo, and imagined how she grew up while working. What kind of story happened to her? Her love must not have gone smoothly...

Thinking of this, Ding Jiamin felt that if it were her, she might collapse.

She suddenly became much more open-minded. Compared with what happened to Xiaomi's mother, her little emotional setback was nothing!

She told herself to be strong and cheer up, not to lose confidence in life, to be her own sun, and more importantly, to be Xiaomi's sun.

In the afternoon, Ding Jiamin did not send Xiaomi to kindergarten again. She was so sad that going to kindergarten was not a good choice.

She took Xiaomi and left without saying where she was going.

Zhang Tan watched the police car drive away. He first looked at Xiaobai. Xiaobai was very worried. She wanted to follow Xiaomi so that she could continue to comfort her.

He lowered his head again and looked at Xiao Xi'er, who had been silent at his feet, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? You must be crying too hard."

Hearing this, Xi'er wiped away her tears, hugged his thigh, and whispered, "I'm so sad, Xiaomi is so pitiful~~"

Zhang Tan saw that the tissue in her hand to wipe her tears was soaked and said, "Throw away the tissue and replace it with another one."

Xi'er wiped the corners of her eyes and pouted, saying that this was the last one.

"I gave you a pack and you finished it?"

"I can't stop crying."

Zhang Tan was speechless and thought to himself that you are really amazing. A pack of tissues has been used up. How many tears have been shed.

"I miss my sister so much, I want to find my sister~~"

Seeing Xiaomi's sadness, Xi'er suddenly felt that she was so happy. She had a sister and she had everything.