It makes me happy to think about it.

Lu Chunmei took another look at Xi Xing now, and she really became more satisfied as she watched it.

At noon, the family was together and had a meal.

While eating, I suddenly received a call.

"Hey, is it Li Zhilian?"

There was an unfamiliar voice on the other end of the phone, which made Li Zhilian wince.

"Yes!"

Yang Yong also felt Li Zhilian's uneasiness, and quickly stretched out his hand and held Li Zhilian's hand.

Li Zhilian felt the warmth brought by Yang Yong, and the corner of her mouth raised a slight smile.

"We found your daughter, you can claim it."

The voice over there made Li Zhilian feel cold all over, and after a while she heard her own trembling voice saying okay.

The family ran away and drove the car.

I drove the car and went to the police station, but what I got was the body of Lu Shiman.

Although after so many years, there should be no such sadness, but Li Zhilian still can't cry.

Finally, I heard the police say that she was deceived by a middle-aged man by using WeChat and became a ****** this time. It was also because the driver’s affairs were exposed. The driver played the landing poem. Man got bored and started looking for new girls outside.

It's just that this time the girl, who was not so cheated, asked for a video, and finally found the real young master.

The young master discovered that the driver often cheated outside under his own name, so he called the police.

The police found his garage and also found Lu Shiman who had just been killed by him.

"Uuuuu..."

Li Zhilian couldn't speak anymore, just kept crying.

She knew that Lu Shiman was a little low-sighted, and a little so lofty, that was why she was deceived.

"It's me useless. If I could make a little more money before, she wouldn't be fooled."

Li Zhilian looked at Yang Yong, crying silently.

"This matter is not so calculated."

Yang Yong felt sorry for her.

When I saw her, she was very thin and crouched. She was only in her forties, but she felt like she was in her twilight years.

Even so, he still fell in love with her.

It took so long to pull her out of the quagmire. He didn't want her to sink in again.

"But... she died... and she died so miserably..."

Li Zhilian felt that she could not forgive herself.

At that time, if you were working hard.

"That's not to blame you, she went with someone, you also called the police, there is no license plate, or she wants to go with the person herself, if this kind of thing doesn't come out now, no one knows that this will happen, don't blame you! As a mother, you have done enough, and you can live for yourself now!"

Yang Yong looked at her, his eyes filled with distress.

"Live for yourself."

Li Zhilian answered natly.

"Yes, live for yourself."

Yang Yong said this sentence again vigorously, word by word.

Although Li Zhilian's expression is still a bit trance, but his expression has also become clearer.

After Li Zhilian left the police station, she helped Lu Shimanzi buy a cemetery in her hometown and let her sleep next to her father.

When it came to the day of the burial, everyone had gone.

The sky was gloomy, dark clouds seemed to be cast down, and light rain was still floating in the sky, pattering.