"You are talking about the death of your mother! How could I know! I was still working outside at that time, and your mother went to work in the desert. I also received a notice to know that your mother was dead!" My father took a few mouthfuls of food, and said without looking at me.

My father's words meant that my mother died in the desert, and the news I got from others that my mother was killed by her father, and I didn't know who to believe.

Seeing that he was not at all panicked, I pretended to be indifferent and said, "But I heard from others that you were with my mother at that time! Why did you say you were working outside again??"

Actually, this is completely nonsense. I have never heard anyone say that there were too few people who knew about the matter at that time.

But my father was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Maybe I remembered it wrongly at that time! Time has passed so long, I really won't be able to do it!"

When I heard my father’s answer, my heart sank. This is clearly the answer of Wan Essential Oils. How could my wife die? I still remember whether I was by her side!

This is clearly the lie my dad didn't want to tell me the truth, so he told a lie on purpose, but he didn't expect that he could not help but cheat and deceived his prototype in just one sentence.

"What are you asking about this?" My father asked casually while eating, but I saw his hands holding the rice bowl trembling a little.

He didn't force me to ask again and replied: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered it! I'm full, I'll go to bed first!"

Just as I was about to enter the door, my dad's voice rang out from behind: "You can go to school later! How long has it been since you went to school? Your teacher called me and said that you had assigned a new class to you!"

My teacher? I'm afraid he's a ghost teacher!

Thinking of the scene that day, I shivered. I wonder if I would meet another group of ghost teachers and classmates this time.

"Yeah, I'll think about it."

In the end, I planned to go to school the next day.

The next day, I looked at myself in front of the mirror with my schoolbag on my back and smiled for a long time.

This is the first time I have discovered that my schoolbag is so cute. The first time I have discovered that reading is such a happy thing. Thinking about what happened at these times, I feel like a dream.

When I arrived at the school, the school’s teaching director assigned me a new class. This time it was pretty good, and finally no one in the whole class was a ghost!

I found the class and found a seat casually to sit down. When I was about to put my schoolbag directly to sleep, a girl with long hair sitting next to me seemed to be very interested in me. She stretched out her hand and said happily: "I'm very happy to know you! My name is Wen Wudie, where are you?"

Seeing that enthusiasm, I was not very good at ignoring her with a stern face, so I reached out and shook her.

Her hands were soft, as if they had no bones, and her skin was very tender, but it was a little dark, but overall it was quite pleasing to the eye.

"My name is Li Binwu, and I'm also very happy to know you!" I doubt if my experience during this period has increased my overall temperament to a higher level, so girls like to chat with me?

During the whole class, Wen Wudie was chatting with me. She seemed to have endless questions and asked everything from all over the world.

I also cooperated to tell him a lesson. When the class was over, I felt my throat almost smoking when I told her.

Time always passes quickly with a girl, especially when this girl is willing to chat with you and is still chatting tirelessly.

School was over soon and I returned home. My father hadn't come back yet. I had a casual meal and wanted to go to bed, but I walked to my father's room by chance.

Suddenly I saw a note placed in his room. I felt like ten thousand ants were scratching, and I wanted to open the note.

In my memory, this note has been with my father until now. My father used to hold this note, and later when I was about fifteen years old, he stopped using it.

I opened the notes and recorded some very trivial things, such as some phone numbers, and I flipped over them until I turned to the back, and there was a line of words written in the middle of the notes. I read them carefully.

"On October 21, 2006, my wife died in a car accident. I don't know if this is a coincidence, but it made me feel much more relaxed. If this is fate, then come! I will not let you hurt him no matter what!"

Looking at the notes, I fell into deep thought. What my father wrote in his notes was that he knew that his mother had died, and he felt relaxed in his heart. This made me feel a little panicked, and who is he in his notes? Is it me?

After putting down the notes, I returned to my room. My heart was as messy as weeds. I fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, my eyes looked at my father a little wrong. For the first time, I felt that I couldn't understand my father. I felt that he was so far away, as if I had never known him.

After having lunch, I was in a hurry. After arriving at school, I was not in the mood to chat with Wen Wudie and lay on the table.

Wen Wudie seemed very enthusiastic and kept chatting with me. Even if she ignored her, she was still chatting to herself.

At night, I thought for a long time, and there was always a voice in my heart that made me want to go to the scene of a car accident in the desert, but in the end I called the fat man.

The fat man stayed comfortably in his hometown. At first, he received a call from me and didn't react, but he still reacted quickly. He seemed very happy and asked me about my well-being. I politely said to him and said his thoughts.

"That's it! Are you going to the Tagel Desert? Okay, Fatty, I'll accompany you!" The fat man thought for a while and agreed.

We discussed and set off this Sunday, and the fat man took the initiative to contract the ticket.

This made me feel very sorry. He was accompanying me to the desert, but now he still has to pay the ticket, but I don’t have money. If he doesn’t pay, I can’t get the ticket, and I don’t want my father to know about my trip to the desert.

Time passed quickly. After the negotiation with the fat man, I seemed to let go of my mind, so the next few days seemed to have nothing to do every day, and I was so excited to chat with Wen Wudie at school. However, this little girl seemed to be not worried about studying at all. She talked to me every day.

On Sunday, the fat man came to my doorstep early in the morning with his bag.

I also prepared some essentials, left a letter to my dad, and followed the fat man to the train station.

Along the way, the fat man told me a lot about how much he sold those things after he got home.

I didn't expect that the fat man sold those things so low. I thought that a piece of jade worth at least one million was sold for more than 300,000 yuan. When I told him, he even said that he believed it and was killed by someone. He didn't know how to cry and thought that his parents were dead.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!