Farming Food Tycoon - Chapter 92

Seeing that they agreed, the guys unanimously let out a sigh of relief.

“Then let’s go.” The man in the lead took the lead and walked to the door.

“Hold on.” Yu Qingze stopped the man in front and said, “Can I see your waist cards?”

“Ah, it was too chaotic just now, and I forgot the registration number. We are the guards of Cai Mansion in Yunzhou. We mainly follow Master Cai to protect his safety. My last name is high, and the single name is a tiger.” The man patted his head, took out his waist card from his arms and showed it to Yu Qingze.

Yu Qingze took it and took a look, and saw that the style was indeed the same as Mi Ge’er and Fu Bo’s waist cards. He nodded and returned it to the man named Gao Hu.

After confirming their identities, a few people were ready to leave.

Brother Le took Yu Qingze’s arm with some worry, glanced at the men, and then gestured: There will be nothing wrong, right?

Yu Qingze patted him on the back and said, “Don’t worry, wait for us in the store.”

When those guys started with them just now, they all used uniforms for the purpose and didn’t make any injuries. They were beaten so many times by Le Geer and Tie Zhu, especially the one beaten by Le Ge’er with a rolling pin. The guy, it is estimated that his back is swollen, and there is no counterattack, but just blocking, it can be seen that they should not be bad guys, and they have not lied. If it is a counterfeit, it is estimated that it will be a weapon without saying a word.

Several people walked out of North Avenue and met two other men in black who had come from South Avenue at the crossroads.

“Gao Hu, did you find it?” said a guard who looked obviously higher on the other side.

“Big brother, I found it. This is Shao Ye Fu, this is Boss Yu.” Gao Hu told the man, and then introduced Jia Bao and Yu Qingze: “Master Fu, Boss Yu, this is the captain of the guard, Jin Lin. “

They nodded.

Gao Hu asked Jin Lin again: “Brother, the adults are here?”

“Just a while.” Jin Lin glanced at Yu Qingze and Jia Bao who were following them, and then asked, “Where is Master Fu’s husband?”

Gao Hu replied: “According to the investigation, he passed away in August last year.”

Jin Lin was silent for a while, glanced at Jiabao, and said, “Let’s go back now, the adults are anxious to see people.”

Several people walked all the way to Cai Mansion on South Street.

Seeing that the route was correct, Yu Qingze felt much more at ease.

All the way into the Cai Mansion, Yu Qingze and the others saw a thin middle-aged man walking around with his hands on his back at the entrance of the main hall. When they saw a group of them coming in, the middle-aged man immediately stopped and looked at them. Come closer.

It must be Cai Wendong, Master Cai, who has been known for a long time. Yu Qingze thought to himself.

“My lord, I found it.” Jin Lin led his staff to tell Mr. Cai back, and then whispered something to Mr. Cai’s ear.

“That’s it? Okay, I see, you guys have worked hard, let’s go and rest first.” Master Cai had already focused on Jiabao’s body. Hearing his report, he tightened his brows and waved to let the guards go down. .

“Cao Min has seen Mr. Cai.” Yu Qingze took Jiabao and saluted Mr. Cai.

“Don’t need to be polite.” Master Cai raised his hand to help the two of them up, then looked at Jiabao, and asked, “Are you Fu Jiayu?”

“Yes.” Jiabao nodded and replied, squeezing the corners of his clothes with both hands, a little nervous.

Master Cai looked at Jiabao and asked, “Is there a red birthmark on the inside of your left arm?”

Knowing that he was confirming his identity, Jiabao picked up the sleeve of his left arm and showed him his birthmark.

Master Cai met, confirmed his identity, looked at him and nodded, then pulled him over and said, “Good boy, come in and sit down.”

At this moment, Mrs. Cai and her husband entered the main hall. Seeing his son, Mrs. Cai couldn’t help nagging: “You are so true. Why don’t people call us when you come back?”

Master Cai replied: “Father, ah, I just came back for a while. Seeing you are taking a nap, it’s not easy to wake you up.”

“What can you do if you take a short nap? It’s rare for you to come back… Hey, Xiaoyu, Jiabao, are you here?” Old Fulang Cai didn’t see Yu Qingze and Jiabao behind him until he walked in, and said in surprise.

“Old lady Cai, old man.” The two greeted the old couple.

Master Cai looked at their familiar appearance, and said in surprise: “Father, ah, do you know each other?”

Old Fulang Cai nodded and replied: “Xiaoyu is the Yu Qingze we told you, and Jiabao is his younger brother.”

Master Cai snorted and looked at Yu Qingze with a fist and said, “It turns out that it is Boss Yu. It’s rude. The dog is indebted to Boss Yu’s skill, and the family has more to take care of, thank you.”

He was already familiar with this name. Not only did he cure his little son’s anorexia, he also taught their cooks many dishes, which were delicious. Now, the taste of each meal has improved a lot. What’s more, the dim sum and cured meat that Boss Yu makes are delicious every time. The feedback after sending them out is very good, and many people come to ask him.

Yu Qingze also replied politely: “Master Cai is polite.”

After the greeting, Master Cai remembered what he had introduced to the two of them, and asked doubtfully: “Hey, I just said that Jiabao is the Ling brother, then just…” Fu Lei only has one son, but there is no son as old as Yu Qingze.

Yu Qingze replied: “It’s not dear, we became righteous brothers.”

“Oh, this is very good, very good.” Master Cai suddenly realized, finished speaking, then looked at Jiabao, and said nothing for a long time.

Old Fulang Cai asked: “Wendong, what are you guys?”

Master Cai replied: “Father, Ah, Jia Bao is Fu Lei’s child.”

“Huh? Jiabao is Fu Lei’s child?” Old Fulang Cai was surprised, and said, “We have known Jiabao for a long time, and we didn’t even notice this. It’s really…”

Mrs. Cai patted his wife’s hand and comforted him: “Jiabao doesn’t look like Fu Lei, don’t blame yourself. Jiabao, do you look a little like you?”

Jiabao nodded, facing the familiar Old Lady Cai and Old Fulang Cai, he relaxed a little, and replied: “It’s like me a lot.”

Master Cai asked, “Why don’t you and you use Li Ping’s account?”

At the beginning, Fu Lei realized that something might happen to him, so he obtained an additional household register for his family. Cai Wendong knew that Li Ping had the household register. Therefore, for so many years, they went to find someone under that household register name, but they didn’t find it.

Jiabao replied: “Daddy prepared three household registrations for us. Li Ping also used the one. Later, when he came here, he changed the current one.”

“I see.”

“It’s no wonder Wendong has been looking for you for several years, but hasn’t found it. It turns out that you are here in Tongshan City. It would be nice if I found you sooner.” You won’t suffer so much either. Old Fulang Cai sighed, then said with a sigh: “Your father came to our house for a month when he was young and not married.”

Jiabao heard the words and looked up at Lord Cai. Is the relationship between Dad and Master Cai good?

Jiabao glanced at Yu Qingze, saw Yu Qingze nod to him, then summoned his courage and asked: “…sir, Guard Gao said, you have news about my father, is it true?”

Hearing this, the expressions of Master Cai and Mrs. Cai’s husband and wife became heavy. Mrs. Cai, they have long known about Fu Lei from Master Cai’s book.

After a long time, Old Fulang Cai suddenly came over, held Jiabao’s shoulders, and said earnestly: “Jiabao, my dear boy, don’t be too sad later no matter what you hear, you know?”

Jiabao was stunned when he heard the words.

Yu Qingze’s heart sank, I’m afraid it’s not good news.

Master Cai sighed, took out a letter from his arms, walked over and handed it to Jiabao, and said, “Your father passed away half a month ago. This is the letter he wrote to you and you Ama before he died.”

Jiabao took the letter in a daze, and when he saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope, he couldn’t help but blush.

This handwriting was the typeface in the letter that Ah Ma used to teach him to read when he read. It was the letter his father had written to Ah Ma. He had read it countless times, and he couldn’t be more familiar with the handwriting.

Jiabao tremblingly opened his fingers, and when he saw “Fu Lang, Yu Er” at the beginning, tears fell from his eyes.

Yu Qingze sighed, hugged the trembling shoulders of the young boy in distress, silently comforting him.

After reading the letter crying, Jia Bao was already crying.

Yu Qingze hugged him, put his head in his arms, and made him cry as much as possible.

The young boy was holding the letter paper in one hand, and Yu Qingze’s clothes tightly in the other, crying out of breath, almost out of breath. Yu Qingze quickly patted him on the back to give him comfort.

He remembered that he and Le Geer and Chang Hao accidentally met Jiabao and he was buried in West Street. At that time, the sky was drizzling, Jiabao did not cry or made trouble, and followed the two men silently. At that time, he felt that this child, why didn’t he cry?

Later, he recruited Jiabao to work as a helper. Apart from Jiabao’s crying red eyes that day, he never saw Jiabao look so sad.

When he passed away, the young man survived strongly, perhaps because he thought that there was a father in the distance, or maybe he realized that he was the only one living in the future, and it was useless to cry. In short, he survived.

However, the reality is so cruel, his father has passed away, and the last supporting faith and hope in Jiabao’s heart also collapsed.

Yu Qingze sighed deeply and couldn’t help but flushed his eyes. He understood the feeling of losing his only relative.

He touched Jiabao’s head, and once again, he wanted to make him realize through this action that he was not alone, and that there were others by his side to accompany him. He still has him, brother Le, and grandpa and Xiaohao, who are also his relatives.

The cries of the teenager were heartbreaking and heartbroken, as if the whole world had been lost.

Old Fulang Cai watched and listened and cried silently, and kept wiping tears. Mrs. Cai could only sigh, and put his arms around his wife’s shoulders to comfort.

Master Cai lowered his head in silence, clasped his hands tightly, pinched his nails into his palms, remorseful.

They were finally a step slower and failed to let their father and son meet for the last time.

For a long time, after Jiabao cried happily, Master Cai stood by the table, took out an ebony urn from a large box and placed it on the table, and said: “Jiabao, come here, in this box, With your father’s ashes, come and see.”

Yu Qingze took Jiabao over. The boy’s eyes were red and swollen, leaving only a seam.

He walked to the table, reached out and touched the ebony box on the table, and the tears that had just stopped were about to shed again.

Yu Qingze touched his head and accompanied him.

Gently opened the box, there was a large box of gray ashes inside. Jiabao reached out to touch it, and then retracted his hand for fear of getting the ashes out of it. The ashes inside were all his father’s ashes. Lose a little.

After a while, Yu Qingze said, “Cover it.”

Jiabao gently closed the box, fastened the buckle, and hugged the box tightly into his arms.

Putting Jiabao in the chair, Yu Qingze turned around and asked, “My lord, what happened to Jiabao and his father?”