Chapter 95 Fu Cancan

Aunt Zhang and her husband were planning to find Yang Fan to settle the accounts last night and then go look for their daughter, but they didn't expect that her daughter would call them just after they finished their meal.

"Hey, Cancan."

"Mom, please ask Dad to pick us up at the station later."

"Station, which station?"

"Yangyang and I will get off the high-speed rail station in the city in two hours."

Without bothering to ask why the child suddenly came back, Aunt Zhang said hello several times, hung up the phone, and asked Fu Yonghui to change clothes and go to the city to pick him up.

It takes more than an hour to get from the village to the high-speed rail station in the city, and you have to change several trains to get there, so we have to hurry now.

Fu Yonghui didn't ask any more questions. He changed his clothes, got on his tricycle and hurried out.

After he left, Aunt Zhang looked at her phone, still feeling a little uneasy. Every time her daughter came back, she would notify them one or two days in advance and ask them to pick her up at the high-speed rail station.

Why was there a surprise attack today? And she felt something was wrong with the voice on the other end of the phone just now.

No, no, she still has to ask Yang Fan, otherwise she will feel uneasy.

Aunt Zhang held her cell phone and ran all the way to Yang Fan's house without even bothering to close the door.

At this time, Yang Fan had finished breakfast. She and Xiao Lin went up the mountain to pick fruits. Two days ago, an old man ordered some fruits and asked them to pick them today and send them to the town.

The two of them had not driven far on the tricycle when they were stopped by Aunt Zhang.

"Yang Fan, wait a moment."

Yang Fan stopped the car and turned to look at Aunt Zhang jogging over. "What's wrong, Aunt Zhang?"

"I want you to help me... count," Aunt Zhang ran quickly, her breathing a little rapid.

"Don't be anxious, take your time." Yang Fan said.

"I want you to help look after your sister Cancan," Aunt Zhang quickly recounted the situation after calming down.

Aunt Zhang has two children. The eldest daughter is Fu Cancan, who married and moved to Huainan, Anhui a few years ago. The younger daughter just graduated from college and works in Hangzhou.

Fu Cancan and her husband were in a free love relationship. They met at work. She got pregnant before marriage. At that time, Aunt Zhang was not very willing for them to be together. Although Jiangxi and Anhui are neighboring provinces, it takes less than four hours to get from Shangrao to Huainan by high-speed rail.

But she didn't like the family atmosphere of the man's family. The family interpersonal relationships were numerous and complicated, and most importantly, the man's parents were too old.

Fu Cancan’s boyfriend is four years younger than her. His parents are already in their seventies. He is the youngest child in the family and has several older sisters.

At that time, Fu Cancan was already pregnant. In addition, she was easily influenced by the man's relatives who came to her one after another to say good things to her. She softened her heart and got married regardless of her family's opinions. As a result, her married life was a mess.

Several older sisters-in-law often come to criticize their family under the pretext of doing good for their younger brother, but her husband is busy with work and has a bit of an older sister complex, so he always intentionally or unintentionally sides with the older sisters in the conflicts between Fu Cancan and the older sisters.

In addition, there are many relatives visiting, and my parents-in-law are old and can't carry themselves. Not only do they get a minor illness every three days and a major illness every five days, so we have to go to the hospital frequently.

During the time when Fu Cancan gave birth, it was Aunt Zhang who took care of her during the confinement period and helped her take care of the baby.

Life was extremely difficult, but she was the type of person who would rather celebrate good news than worry. She never talked about her hardships in front of Aunt Zhang and the others. But even without her saying anything, Aunt Zhang and her husband knew that her life was not easy.

Last month, Fu Cancan's parents-in-law were admitted to the hospital again. She originally planned to send her child to be taken care of by Aunt Zhang and others.

More than a month has passed and the child has not been sent back yet. Today, they suddenly called and said that they had returned with the child.

"Yang Fan, can you help your aunt to figure out if your sister Cancan is okay?" Aunt Zhang handed over the photo of Fu Cancan in her mobile phone for Yang Fan to see.

Yang Fan took a look at the photo. The girl with a high ponytail in the photo was full of youth and had a bright and beautiful smile.

"This is a photo of your sister Cancan from before, can you tell?" Aunt Zhang asked. Yang Fan looked up at Aunt Zhang, she was already fifty years old, but her face was round and shiny, she looked like she was about forty years old.

In an instant, her hair turned white, she was dressed in black, and she looked more than ten years older.

Yang Fan didn't look at the photo, but looked at himself instead, which made Aunt Zhang inexplicably nervous. She asked again, "Yang Fan, did you see anything?"

Yang Fan handed the photo to Aunt Zhang and told her, "Aunt Zhang, when Sister Cancan comes home, you take her cell phone away and don't let her make calls to the outside world for three days. Come see me again at lunch time."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhang's heart skipped a beat, and her voice trembled a little, "Yang Fan, what happened to your sister Cancan?"

Yang Fan comforted her, "Aunt, it's not a big deal. Don't be too nervous. Just treat her like before and don't ask her too many questions."

Xiao Lin glanced at Yang Fan. Why did this state sound so much like depression...

"Okay, okay... I won't ask her for now. I'll tell her when she wants to." Aunt Zhang believed Yang Fan's words unconditionally and had a rough guess in her mind.

She asked, "Then I'll hide her phone first, and then come back to see you at noon, right?"

Yang Fan: “Yeah.”

"Okay, okay, I understand."

After asking Yang Fan, she felt less panicked. As long as she said it was okay, it was fine.

"Yang Fan, I'll give you the money for the fortune-telling when I come to see you later. I'll go back and clean up the house for them first."

She knew that Yang Fan charged one thousand yuan for a fortune telling.

"No need to pay, Auntie," Yang Fan said with a smile, "Just treat me to a meal of Three Cups Chicken when you have time."

"You go ahead and do your work. We'll be leaving first."

After saying that, she drove away on her tricycle.

Aunt Zhang stood there looking at the direction they left with a complicated expression. She took a deep breath, wiped the tears that had appeared in the corners of her eyes, and turned back.

Xiao Lin saw Aunt Zhang's increasingly smaller figure in the rearview mirror and asked Yang Fan, "Boss, is Aunt Zhang's daughter suffering from depression?"

Yang Fan didn't answer her directly, but only said, "When you shouldn't gossip, remember to keep your mouth shut."

Xiao Lin: “I understand.”

Since the boss said she couldn't ask, she didn't ask.

After Aunt Zhang returned home, she immediately called Fu Yonghui, who was still on his way to the city.

She told him what Yang Fan said, and reminded him not to talk nonsense when he picked up the child later, and to remember to buy some of her favorite fried rice cakes.

Fu Yonghui agreed to all of them. After he arrived in the city, he bought some fried rice cakes and then took a train to the high-speed rail station.

Aunt Zhang and Fu Yonghui said what they had said, but still felt it was not enough, so they turned around and went to the village to tell several elderly people who loved to ask gossips not to ask why her daughter came back.

At twelve o'clock noon, countless people poured out of the exit of the high-speed railway station. Fu Cancan walked out with the crowd. She was carrying a large backpack on her back and a 24-inch suitcase in her hands.

She was carrying a two or three-year-old child on her chest in a sling, and the child was already asleep.

Her eyes were numb, her face was haggard, her eyes were red and swollen, and life had bent her back.

As they walked out of the station, Fu Yonghui, who was waiting outside, saw her at a glance. He hurried forward, took off her backpack with a look of heartache on his face, took the child, carried them all on his back, and then took the suitcase.

"You must be hungry? Have some fried rice cake first. Your mother has already prepared the meal at home," Fu Yonghui smiled as kindly as always.

When she saw him, Fu Cancan's lifeless eyes finally lit up a little. She pretended nothing had happened, and went home with him, talking and laughing.