Siheyuan: Uncle Yi Zhonghai lay down instantly!

Chapter 4 Remembering the past, 1942!

After Yi Zhonghai heard the news, he kept running all the way, feeling excited and emotional.

The young and energetic Yan Jiecheng was thrown far away by him and gave up halfway.

Because I was running too fast and was excited, I started gasping for breath as soon as I stopped.

But when he saw the two children whose facial features were somewhat similar to his sister's, he instantly put his fatigue behind him!

All the relatives I haven’t seen in 20 years are here, what’s so tiring!

Yi Zhonghai excitedly stepped forward and held Li Weiguo's hand, "You are Weiguo, right?"

Then she touched his hair again, feeling very pleased, "You have grown so big. I just heard Xiaoyun say how old you are in the letter. This is the first time I have met you."

"Well……"

The little girl lying on Li Weiguo was startled by the sudden shouting of the man and stammered.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai, who was overly excited, noticed that there was another little one.

She was so thin that she didn't even notice it without making a sound.

He looked at her in disbelief, then raised his head and met Li Weiguo's eyes, "This, is this Qingqing? I know her name in the letter. She has both children. My sister is lucky!"

"Osmanthus, our family will be lucky in the future!"

Yi Zhonghai sighed with emotion and started talking more all of a sudden.

He is excited.

He has corresponded with his sister many times over the past ten years.

He said he wanted to meet, but something always delayed him.

Unexpectedly, I came without saying hello this time.

Could he be unhappy?

When Yan Jiecheng went to call him, he turned off the machine and ran away.Before even having time to ask for leave, Yan Jiecheng explained the situation to the workshop director!
"Where's Xiaoyun? Where's your mother, Weiguo."

"Uncle, my parents...are gone."

When Li Weiguo said this, he was very gentle.

At the same time, he covered Li Qingqing's ears.

He didn't want his sister to hear.

But the sound of her sobbing still rushed into his ears.

Yi Zhonghai was so happy that he didn't notice Li Weiguo's deliberateness and the little girl's grievance.

The corners of his mouth were raised and he looked around.

I thought that after not seeing her for a long time, my sister would hide away like she did when she was a child, waiting for me to find her.

"He's gone, where have he been? He's gone as soon as he came? Are you playing hide-and-seek with me? Are you a child? Are you still so childish?"

Li Weiguo didn't expect that Yi Zhonghai, the moral deity in the original work, actually had this side!
"Uncle, my parents are gone. They were gored by a wild boar and flew up. I couldn't survive."

Li Weiguo's thoughts and emotions are explained in an easy-to-understand manner.

When Yi Zhonghai heard what Li Weiguo said, his face froze and his eyes stared at Li Weiguo, in disbelief at first.

"Ah ho~Xiaoyun..."

Then, like a deflated balloon, he closed his eyes and fainted.

Pfft!
Yi Zhonghai fell to the ground so fast that even if Li Weiguo could react, he couldn't push Li Qingqing away from his arms and rush towards him.

"Zhonghai!"

"uncle!"

"Old Yi!"

"Uncle One!"

……

The scene was chaotic for a while, and several grown men who applied for the village cooperated to lift the sleeping Yi Zhonghai to the bed and lie down.

Unbutton the first button of his shirt and slowly let him relax.

"Lao Yi must have been unable to accept the news of his sister's death, so he just took it easy."

Yan Bugui sighed in a low voice.

I thought I hadn’t seen him for many years.

Who knew we would never see each other again.

After a few minutes, he was fed water and called softly, and Yi Zhonghai gradually regained his will.

He opened his eyes drowsily and looked at the group of people gathered beside the bed.

At this time, he was completely disappointed.Ignoring the people next to him, he shifted his gaze to the ceiling.

"Little Cloud..."

He murmured in his mouth, missing his sister whom he never saw again after they were separated.

"Didn't you say you came to see me? Why did you only let two children come?"

When Li Weiguo heard this, he couldn't help but feel deep in his heart.

After all, they are brothers and sisters.

This situation is naturally unacceptable.

"Uncle, Qingqing and I are also your relatives, and you are our biological uncle."

Li Weiguo said with a choked voice.

He had no feelings for Yi Zhonghai, but since he came to seek refuge with someone, he had to be sincere.

Moreover, he believed that Yi Zhonghai would take them in.

First of all, their mother is Yi Zhonghai's biological sister. It can be heard from their words that the brother and sister have a good relationship.

Secondly, Yi Zhonghai has no sons, so they are related by blood.

No matter how much others want to have a relationship, they will not be as good as him, a close nephew who has blood from the Yi family.

This is exactly what one of the people present cares about.

After listening to what Li Weiguo said, Yi Zhonghai slowly came back to his senses.

He muttered: "Yes, Weiguo and Qingqing are both our children."

He turned around, holding Li Weiguo's hand with one hand, and gently stroking Li Qingqing's hair with the other.

The expression is gratifying and sad.

It seemed that he wanted to find Yi Yun's shadow in them.

The more I looked at it, the happier I became, and my scowl finally turned into a heartfelt smile.

"Good boy, you two will live here from now on and follow your uncle. I'll make sure no one dares to bully you again!"

"Okay, thank you uncle, we finally feel the warmth of our relatives again."

Li Weiguo's words once again broke through Yi Zhonghai's inner defense.

The man in his 50s burst into tears and burst into tears again.

"My poor sister, look at how well-behaved your child is, why did you just die?"

Yi Zhonghai was crying with snot and tears, and the white silk quilt that Tan Guihua gave him was folded layer after layer.

Yi Zhonghai's current state makes those who listen sad and those who hear it cry.

Just looking at it, they were deeply touched in their hearts.

"Uncle Yi, you and your sister have such a deep relationship, why did you separate at that time? Didn't you bring your sister to our Sijiu City?"

Someone in the crowd asked curiously.

Li Weiguo was also curious about this.

Yi Yun never told the original owner about Yi Zhonghai.

But this incident just shows their deep love as brother and sister.
This is a natural connection between loved ones.

He didn't know, he could only look at Yi Zhonghai quietly and said.

"Hey!"

Yi Zhonghai sighed first, and then looked ahead blankly.

"It was 42 years ago. The whole country was in dire straits. Enemy planes were circling overhead and bombing. The village had no food and was bombed into ruins. The people in the village had no choice but to flee."

"There are too many people fleeing. There are cries and screams along the way. Some of us are covered in mud, and some of us are disgraced. We all want to survive."

"But during a bombing, Xiaoyun and I got separated. Later, I ran to Sijiu City with the large army."

"I met a kind-hearted person, a deaf old lady. She was not living a good life herself, but she was willing to take me in as a refugee."

When Yi Zhonghai said this, he wiped away his tears again.

After calming down the situation, he said with a smile.

"I will take you to see her later."

Li Weiguo was a little stunned when he heard this.

No wonder Yi Zhonghai and Aunt Yi were raised by the deaf old lady in the original work.

It turned out to be Yi Zhonghai and his wife who were taken in by the deaf old lady.

(End of this chapter)