Yan Xi raised his eyelids and reacted: "Are you Xiao Song's child?"

A sneer came from the receiver, "You know my family quite well. Just keep pretending."

"..."

The child has never seen her or knows her, which is normal.

Yan Xi was not angry, but felt that this child had a strong sense of anti-fraud at a young age, but how could he make him believe that she was his aunt?

She thought for a moment, and then said, "Your uncle has a birthmark on his right waist. It is purple and crescent-shaped. There are thirteen scars on his back, two gunshot wounds, eight stab wounds, and three...

I scratched him when I was quarreling, but it wasn't heavy. You wouldn't be able to tell if you didn't look carefully. I wonder if he has been injured again after so many years? He has never known how to take care of himself. It seems that the scars all over his body are so easy to see...

....”

There was no word on the other side of the receiver.

Yan Xi couldn't stop complaining about her husband, "After so many years, I wonder how Ah Heng is doing now. Has he married a bride? Has he given birth to children? How many have he had? It has been more than ten years since I left.

.....How are you doing?"

Speaking of the latter part, Yan Xi suddenly fell into an inexplicable feeling of grievance.

Yes, more than ten years have passed. How is Aheng?

They agreed that no matter which one left first, the remaining one did not have to guard for the other, and should continue to live their own lives and take care of themselves and their families.

She believed that Luo Junheng would be able to do it.

But she was also very worried, worried that he was too obsessed with letting go of himself.

Yan Xi sniffed slightly. She felt a little embarrassed when she heard that there was no sound on the other end of the phone. She felt that she shouldn't say these things to a child.

"Is your name Nezha? Can you ask your mother or grandma to answer the phone? I'm really not a liar, I just can't explain a sentence or two..."

"Auntie."

Three words that came suddenly stopped Yan Xi's words.

Her hand holding the phone tightened suddenly, and tears were about to flow out when she was called "Auntie". She responded slowly, "Hey."

"Where are you now? I'll go look for you." Nezha's voice was slightly trembling.

Yan Xi reported the address of the hospital.

Nezha wrote it down and said, "We'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xi kept recalling the words "auntie" and her eyes were filled with tears.

This is Xiaosong's child...

She didn't expect that after so many years, someone would still remember her.

This "eldest aunt" was naturally taught by someone.

Nezha said he was coming, so she would wait.

It's just that she still needs to contact one more person.

Putting down the phone, turning it on, Yan Xi logged into her email. Aheng never used email. She didn't expect to contact him in this way, but there was someone who did.

Yan Xi took a deep breath and wrote an email to his brother Yan Yuan.

She was afraid that her brother would not believe it, so she told her experience in T language mixed with some code words that only two people understood, and then clicked send.

So I waited quietly with a nervous and apprehensive heart.

At this time, Yan Luo and Yan Nuo also came back from buying food. They just opened a pack of biscuits and heard a "ding" sound. The email was replied, and Yan Xi's eyebrows jumped.

Yan Luo looked at the completely incomprehensible language and frowned: "It's spam again."

She was about to delete it, but Yan Xi held her down.

"Don't delete it, it's mine."

Yan Xi clicked on the email amidst the astonishment of her sisters. Yan Yuan's reply was very brief, "Sister? Is it really you?"

Yan Xi: "It's me."

Yan Yuan: "I don't believe it."
Chapter completed!