Chapter 1174: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Thirty-Seven)

"Madam Feng." Feng Ling looked at her: "Boss Li will come over later, you and him should be old acquaintances."

Hearing Feng Ling mention the so-called Boss Li, Mrs. Feng's thoughts stayed on her first, and she didn't turn around much. Then she saw Feng Ling now dressed in a female sportswear. Think about Li Nanheng and Feng Ling seemed to be walking very close. Now this is not the XI base. In such a department store, Feng Ling is shopping here, but Li Nanheng will come over.

So, between Feng Ling and Li Nanheng...

Thinking of the absurd marriage at the beginning, Qin Qiu's eyes brightened even more, and he looked at her with a smile: "Okay, I haven't seen Nanheng for a long time, let's go have a cup of coffee together. Auntie treats you, okay?"

Mrs. Feng's tone was too gentle, and there was a bit of caution in the gentleness, as if she was subconsciously afraid that Feng Ling would refuse and scare her away.

Feng Ling really didn't know how to face this situation, but since Li Nanheng would come over, he felt more at ease, and seeing Mrs. Feng's eyes that were afraid of being rejected, he finally nodded: "Okay."

Qin Qiu smiled instantly: "Then go to the opposite side. There is a coffee shop opposite this department store. The environment is nice, elegant and quiet."

"Yeah." Feng Ling nodded slightly.

Seeing her so gentle, quiet and seemingly calm and well-behaved, Qin Qiu's eyes were about to shed tears, but he was really afraid of scaring the child, so he still held back, but his eyes could not be separated from her. Face.

If it's really her daughter...if it's really...

It was really good for God to treat her!

But if not...

If it's just a resemblance, it's just a coincidence...

After all, in the vast sea back then, it was very difficult for an adult to fall into it and come up alive. How could a small one-year-old child really have a miracle.

After Mrs. Cen paid the bill on behalf of Mrs. Feng, she came out with two bags. She approached Mrs. Feng and asked something in a low voice. Some couldn't suppress his emotions in front of him, but in the end he still forcibly suppressed it, and said in a low voice: "It really looks like when I was young, right?"

Mrs. Cen looked at Feng Ling again, and replied in a low voice: "It really looks like you. No wonder you are so excited. A few years ago, whenever you saw a child who looked like you on the street, your mood would fluctuate for a long time. Now you meet a child who looks like you." So resembling, hey...but no matter how resembling it is my child, twenty years have passed, and it's time to let it go."

At this moment, Qin Qiu's eyes suddenly fell on Feng Ling again: "Son, how old are you this year?"

I asked this question a few years ago, but at this moment it seems like I want to confirm something.

Facing the woman who might be his mother, Feng Ling didn't know whether to tell the truth or tell the fake birthday that had been written on his identity certificate all along.

"I'm over twenty." She replied.

"Passing 20? Then... is it 21 years old?" Qin Qiu looked at her with trembling eyes, as if a thin needle was hanging in front of her, hanging on a certain edge. With a light blow, it might completely fall off, but it might not fall off, her eyes, her tone, carefully made Mrs. Cen next to her feel distressed, and she was reluctant to say another word.

twenty one years old?

Is she over twenty-one now?

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, but before answering, Mrs. Cen's cell phone rang, and Mrs. Feng suddenly came to her senses when she heard the ringing of the phone, and immediately felt that she seemed too abrupt, chasing after the little girl and asking questions. If you ask, anyone will be confused.

Mrs. Cen turned to answer the phone, Mrs. Feng smiled at her: "I just like you very much, you may ask too much, don't mind too much."

"No." Seeing the caution in her eyes, Feng Ling still couldn't bear it: "I just don't know how to answer, because I don't know when my birthday is."

The emotion that had just been suppressed in Madam Feng's eyes,

The calmness that had just been restored suddenly gave rise to huge waves.

She forcibly resisted the urge to continue questioning, and just stared at her: "You..."

Feng Ling looked at her sincerely: "Mrs. Feng, I lived in an orphanage before I entered the Ping XI Base, and what they filed for me was just a temporary date of birth, but the real birthday, my own Not sure."

Qin Qiu's hands trembled, and he just stared at Feng Ling for a long time.

Until Mrs. Cen answered the phone and came back, she stood beside her and said, "My son has come to pick me up. Do you want to talk to this girl? Then I'll leave first. I'll give you the clothes. I paid the car repair fee you paid for me last time."

After finishing speaking, seeing Mrs. Feng still standing there in a daze as if she was lost in the sky, Mrs. Cen shook her head, stuffed the bag of the clothes into her hand, and said to Feng Ling in a blink of an eye, "Little girl, don't be fooled by me!" She's scared, she's been like this all these years, but I haven't seen her get so excited, it's obvious that she likes you very much, you can chat with her for a while longer."

Feng Ling didn't speak, but nodded to Mrs. Cen.

Until Mrs. Cen left, Qin Qiu tightly held the bag in his hand, took a deep breath, and suddenly smiled: "What are we two standing here looking at? Let's go to the coffee shop now?"

"good."

Qin Qiu abruptly moved his eyes away from her face, turned around and walked towards the elevator, but walked in a bit of a hurry.

Something reminded her countless times in her mind.

Feng Ling is a girl.

She is an orphan with no parents.

She doesn't know when her birthday is...

She looks so much like herself and Lao Feng...

This child's gentle personality is very similar to that of their old lady when she was young.

If it wasn't for the fact that the bag in his hand was made of plastic, the bag just blocked the force on the nails, and nothing could come out after pinching for a long time. Otherwise, the hand pinched too tightly, and the nails would dig into the palm and bleed.

Just as the two walked out of the department store and were about to cross the overpass in front of them to the coffee shop on the opposite side of the road, at the foot of the walking stairs on the way up the overpass, Mrs. Feng suddenly got stuck on her feet because she had been staring straight ahead and didn't know what she was thinking. , and almost fell, Feng Ling quickly stepped forward to support her: "Be careful!"

Suddenly being supported by Feng Ling, Qin Qiu suddenly turned his eyes to look at her.

When he suddenly saw the hopeful look in Mrs. Feng's eyes, Feng Ling was at a loss for a moment.

She is used to being free and doesn't want to recognize her relatives. No matter whether she has anything to do with the Feng family or not, she has no intention of finding her parents and relatives back.

But isn't she being too selfish in doing so?

What if her family has been looking for her? What if she wasn't abandoned?