Page (1/3)

"Hey, you little girl has such a sweet mouth. I'm already in my fifties and you still call me eldest sister?" The aunt quickly stuffed the toffee into her pocket and smiled brightly.

"That family belongs to Wang Bing's family... Bingzi is a machine tool repairman in our factory. His daughter died a few months ago, and she has been keeping it close to her since then." The aunt's expression at this time was completely different from before, and her tone was regretful,

"Speaking of which, Bingzi is also pitiful. His parents died a few years ago, and he didn't find a wife until he was in his twenties and had a job. Who knew that the girl couldn't get out of bed when she gave birth to the child, so she went straight away. The daughter she was born with was born with poor health, and she got sick every three days. But Bingzi still managed to raise her until she was 16 years old. But because she was dragging her down, he never married another one."

"That kid Bingzi is honest and doesn't like to talk, but he is warm-hearted. If it weren't for his family's situation, I would have introduced him to a partner long ago. After all, how can any girl be willing to be a stepmother, or a stepmother who is just a medicine pot?"

"Oh, that's really pitiful. Then his daughter has been here for so many years, why suddenly...?" Liu Haoqiang sighed sadly on his face, but his heart kept sinking.

This relevant information about Wang Bing has already covered half of Professor Meng's profile.

"Hey, I'm telling you, you must never say that I told you." The aunt looked around furtively, then leaned closer and whispered:

"There was a problem with the machine in the workshop that night. Bingzi was called by the leader to repair it, but he forgot to close the window when he left. The child was originally sick, and now he caught a cold. By the time Bingzi got home, he was already out of breath! What a pity for such a little girl. The child looks like her mother, so beautiful and tight. Especially the braid, Bingzi took good care of it and kept it as smooth as her mother's. If she were in better health, she would be able to look after her husband's family now."

Meng Changli's eyes moved slightly and he asked: "Then after suffering such a big blow, can he still keep working? The factory is not allowed to grant him leave and rest for a period of time?"

"Yes, yes! I gave him a lot of days off! And I remember that he took the child back to his hometown for burial, and our director even went there in person!" Worried that she might say something wrong and cause trouble, the aunt hurriedly helped the leader to clarify.

Meng Changli's eyebrows were soft and he praised sincerely: "Then your director is quite good. He is willing to go to the countryside to mourn. After all, Wang Bing's hometown should be quite far away from the city, right?"

"Isn't that right? Bingzi's hometown is in the Red Flag Brigade down there, and it takes almost an hour to ride a bicycle! Speaking of which, Bingzi happened to be on rotation these days, and he went back immediately. It seems that the previous two days were his daughter's 100th anniversary, and it happened to be her birthday. Well, you said that this person is already gone, so there is no need to go all the way..."

When it comes to her professional field, the aunt once again talks endlessly.

Wang Jianjun swallowed and silently held his chin.

The Red Flag Brigade...isn't it located in Hongqi Town below the city?

It's right next door to the Chaoyang Brigade where Su Wanqing's mother-in-law lives!

Wang Jianjun looked at Meng Changli as if he was looking at some monster.

Page (1/3)