Aunt Chen paused while pouring the chicken soup: "Not yet."
She didn't want to worry her long-ill husband too much, so she said casually, "He's probably going out to play somewhere again. He'll come home when he's had enough fun."
As she spoke, she poured the chicken soup into a bowl and brought it over: "Don't worry about him. The most important thing is to take care of your own body! He is so old, and he is a boy. How could he be kidnapped? Come, have some soup."
Uncle Chen looked at her deeply, took the bowl from her hand, but did not drink it. Instead, he put the bowl of chicken soup back on the table.
"Ever since Nian Nian found him, he hasn't missed classes without reason. I think he is determined to go to college this time. There is no reason for him to follow that group of people and hang out in society again."
His wrinkled face looked miserable, but his brows were relaxed, showing that he was quite optimistic, otherwise no one would be able to bear middle-aged paralysis.
"Have you looked for him in the places he frequents?"
Aunt Chen felt upset and turned away. She didn't want him to worry about this, but she couldn't bear it alone. She said in a low voice, "I looked for him, but he was nowhere to be found. I called the school, and Teacher Shen also said he didn't go to school. I..."
Even her husband could see that Chen Yuan had figured it out and was determined to get into a good university and make a name for himself. How could she not see it? But when the child suddenly disappeared, his cell phone was turned off, and he didn't go to school, she would rather believe that Chen Yuan was fooling around with young people in society, and didn't dare to think too deeply.
She was afraid that she was overthinking and would collapse before she found the person.
She is the only healthy person in the family who can look after the child. If she collapses, what will Chen Yuan do
Aunt Chen's eyes turned red unconsciously. Her husband had been ill for many years and her eyes rarely turned red. But now she felt very uncomfortable. She was afraid that her husband would see it, so she quickly raised her hand to wipe her eyes and smiled bitterly, "Look at me, a grown-up person but still blinded by the wind. It's windy outside, I'll help you close the window."
As she spoke, fearing that Uncle Chen would notice the sadness on her face, she quickly walked to the window and calmed herself down by closing it.
She thought she had done it perfectly, but after being married for many years, how could the man lying on the hospital bed not see her anxiety
My heart suddenly sank...
When Aunt Chen came back after closing the window, he pursed his lips and looked at her with cloudy but clear eyes: "Did you call Nian Nian?"
He knows his wife, who is hard-working, kind and down-to-earth, but whose psychological endurance is not strong and she easily panics when encountering problems.
Qiao Nian has been troubled a lot in recent years.
Aunt Chen didn't say anything. Her hand unconsciously grabbed the spoon and stirred the chicken soup in the bowl. It was obvious that she was worried about Chen Yuan's safety and she didn't even have the mood to talk to him.
He sighed and said, "Nian Nian is young and only in her third year of high school. It's a critical time for her to enter college. We can't keep bothering her. If you tell her about Chen Yuan, what else can she do except worry about us?"
"I know, I just..." Aunt Chen spoke hurriedly, but fell silent halfway through.
She just couldn't find her backbone and didn't know who to talk to. She unconsciously called Qiao Nian. Knowing that Qiao Nian was not around the city, she regretted her rash behavior.
Uncle Chen sighed, and the wrinkles on his brow became deeper. He pursed his cracked lips, annoyed, and pounded his legs hard: "It's all my fault in the end. It's useless to blame me. I made you suffer!"
(End of this chapter)