Chapter 919: Trip to Beidu (4)

Although this may be a distinguished guest, Wu Guoqing still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw this person for the first time.

The driver was used to it and introduced Wu Guoqing: "Captain Wu, this is my young master, you can just call him Young Master Duan."

"Hello, Young Master Duan." Although Wu Guoqing was uncomfortable, he still called politely and stretched out his hands, but the other party did not mean to shake hands, but frowned and looked at the small bungalow behind him.

Wu Guoqing's house is not a building, but a small bungalow. It was built earlier than Ruan Jianguo's building. He has lived there for several years. There are many rainy days in winter, and the unpainted red bricks are covered with moss. In winter, the moss dies, and the bricks are black, which looks particularly dirty, but Ma Huanxi is a hardworking daughter-in-law, and the house is still kept very clean.

Seeing that he didn't reach out his hand, Wu Guoqing could only awkwardly take his hand back and rub it on his body. Seeing that he was looking at the house behind him, he said, "It's cold. If you have anything to say, you should go inside to talk." He turned around and told Ma Huanxi to boil water and make some tea.

But as soon as Ma Huanxi turned around, the man frowned and refused, not hiding the disgust in his eyes: "No need, let's talk here." He took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket and wiped his hands, looking like he was disgusted by the dirty air.

Wu Guoqing was not a person who had never seen the world. He had left the province a few years ago and followed the people above to visit some advanced villages. He also went to the province to attend several meetings held by the people above. I can't say that I have met many people, but I have also met many people of all kinds.

But the person in front of him... really opened his eyes.

The man disliked the dirty house and was unwilling to enter the house. Wu Guoqing could only accompany him to talk in the cold wind. The man surnamed Duan was obviously also very reserved. He only said that he would not enter the house from the beginning to the end. The rest was said by the driver beside him.

After hearing the driver who followed him explain his purpose, Wu Guoqing looked at the man behind him in surprise.

Looking for Wen Yu?

Wen Yu has been dead for ten years. Why did he come to look for her at this time?

"We are relatives of Miss Wen Yu. Miss Wen Yu is our cousin of the Duan family. Here are our IDs. Take a look. Here are the photos." The driver handed over the photos and business cards.

Wu Guoqing looked at the ID carefully and confirmed that there was no problem with the identity. Then he looked at the photo. The photo showed a girl wearing a white skirt, with delicate features like a painting, and a fairy-like aura. She looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and was indeed very similar to Wen Yu who went to the countryside that year.

Wu Guoqing looked carefully for a while, then nodded, indicating that he believed it.

But: "You are too late. Wen Yu died ten years ago." Wu Guoqing said with regret.

"Dead?" The man behind the driver finally spoke, looking a little unbelieving.

"Yes, she died of dystocia ten years ago. One body and two lives."

Hearing this, the man's face changed in an instant, and finally returned to calm.

"Then can you take us to her previous home?" the driver asked.

Wu Guoqing still had a good impression of this driver, and nodded: "Okay, it's only a few steps away. Do you think you should walk over, or..." Before he finished speaking, he saw that the man had already driven in.

"..." Wu Guoqing pulled the corner of his mouth, and he really had never seen such a fussy man in his life.