After Wenshan knocked twice, the door opposite was opened.
But when Ding Junhui saw Nalan Chunbo who could not be ignored behind Wenshan, his eyes seemed to hide for a moment, and then he said: "Come in and sit down."
Wen Shan thanked her and walked in with Nalan Chunbo. At this moment, Ding Junhui was watching TV, but he turned off the TV after they passed by.
"You guys sit down." Ding Junhui said, and went to the kitchen to pour water for them. "There is no tea in the house, only boiled water."
"No need to bother." Wenshan said hurriedly, "Teacher Ding, the main reason we came here today is to ask you something."
Ding Junhui placed the water in front of the two of them and sat down on the single sofa on their side, "What?"
Wenshan looked back at Nalan Chunbo, who nodded slightly, as if to give her courage.
Wenshan took a deep breath and looked back at Ding Junhui, "Teacher Ding, I just want to ask, have you met the mother of Mr. Ding's son?"
Ding Junhui paused for a moment, as if he was shocked why Wen Shan would ask this question, but in the end he shook his head, "I don't know."
"Have you never seen it before?" Wenshan asked this question a little eagerly, and the eagerness made people more suspicious.
"I only heard my eldest brother say that Yue's mother passed away when he was one year old, and then my brother brought Yue back." After Ding Junhui finished speaking, he asked: "Why do you ask this question suddenly? "
"Then do you have any photos of Ding Yueyan when he was a child?" Wenshan asked again.
Ding Junhui thought for a moment, asked her to wait, and then went to get his mobile phone. There were many photos of Ding Yuejia as a child, a white baby.
Wen Shan hurriedly reached out and took it. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw it for the first time. Finally, she looked up at Ding Junhui. This baby really looked exactly like her younger photo.
Seeing that Wenshan was about to cry, Nalan Chunbo reached out and touched her head, and then looked at Ding Junhui: "Teacher Ding, I would like to ask, look, brother Ling should know who the mother of the child is, right?"
Ding Junhui became more and more curious, but still told the truth, "I should know, because every time I mention Yue's mother, my brother has a bad temper."
"Should?" Nalan Chunbo caught the two words in his words.
"Well, actually we are not very clear about this matter. Sometimes I really feel that my brother is confused. What he often says is that the woman loves money very much, but he often feels that he himself is confused."
"Love money?" Wenshan patted her chest hard after hearing this. Fortunately, she didn't love money.
Seeing Wenshan's reaction, Nalan Chunbo suddenly laughed. She really didn't love money. When she spent money on him, she didn't feel bad at all.
So it can be seen from this that the mother of the child does have nothing to do with Wenshan.
But how to explain that the child looks so similar to Wenshan
"That's what my eldest brother said, but I also asked my brother about Yue's mother. He said he didn't remember. He only remembered that the woman loved money. Maybe it was because of this that they had a car accident. That The woman died, my brother and Yue Gao escaped, but my brother doesn't remember who she is." Ding Junhui made it clear this time.
The understanding made Wenshan and Nalan Chunbo even more confused. What happened to the photo