Chapter 69 She Didn’t Recognize Me [Seeking Follow-up Reading]

The little girl was about eight or nine years old, quite tall, wearing a school uniform and carrying a pretty little schoolbag. Judging from her face shape, she still looked like she did five years ago.

Lu Yang could recognize it.

Or maybe it was because the other person looked very much like the mother in his memory, and was already a little beauty.

"Hello Grandpa Li, hello Grandpa Guan, goodbye Grandpa Li, goodbye Grandpa Guan, goodbye big brother."

Just when Lu Yang was stunned.

The little girl had passed by the millstone where the old men were playing chess, and waved to them, not forgetting to say hello to Lu Yang, the strange older brother.

It seems that he is very familiar with these old men playing chess.

"Oh, isn't this cute? Are you Meng Xiaotian?"

"Why did you come out alone? Where's your mom? Your dad is such a fool. He didn't even come to pick you up."

The old man who was playing chess with Lu Yang waved and greeted the little girl with a kind smile.

"Grandpa Li, my dad is busy and my mom is teaching the older brothers and sisters. It's not time to finish school yet, so let Mengmeng go back by herself."

The little girl answered by jumping up and down.

"These two, really, no matter how busy they are, they can't let such a young child walk back alone. It's too dangerous. It really can't be without an elderly person in this house."

The old man playing chess smiled kindly and said, "How about this, Grandpa Li will take you back, okay?"

Done.

He stood up and shuffled the chess pieces on the board, so that Lu Yang would have no way to checkmate him.

"Thank you Grandpa Li."

"You're welcome. Come, let Grandpa Li take your schoolbag for you."

"No, Mom said you have to do your own things."

The little girl's ponytail swung quickly.

"Okay, okay, your mother is right. You should do your own things. You are worthy of being a people's teacher. OK, you can carry your schoolbag by yourself. Grandpa Li will hold your hand and walk with you. The factory is getting off work now, and there are many brothers and sisters riding bicycles. Be careful when you cross the road later."

The old man playing chess touched the little girl's head.

He held each other's hands kindly.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, turned around slowly, and said to Lu Yang, who was still holding a car in his hand: "Young man, your chess skills are not bad. Let's have a chance to compete again next time."

"By the way, has the person you were going to pick up come out?"

Lu Yang shook his head with a blank look in his eyes.

"I have seen her."

"Oh, so, go pick her up right away."

"Young man, let's talk next time. I have to go see my little neighbor off."

The old man smiled happily, took the little girl's hand and left.

Until the two of them walked away.

Lu Yang just shook his head regretfully: She didn’t recognize me, she really didn’t recognize me.

That’s right. When we left Shanghuai Village, my little sister was less than one year old and had just begun to speak.

The last time they met was five years ago, and he had not revealed his true identity as her biological brother.

Blood sensing?
That stuff is really a scam, how could it be so magical?
Lu Yang laughed at himself.

Last name Meng?

The man back then seemed to have also called himself Meng.

Meng Xiaotian?
Cute?

My younger sister's nickname, if I remember correctly, was Xiaotian back then.

To paraphrase my mother’s words back then.

When my little sister was born, our family was so poor that she didn’t even have milk. She was hungry one day and had no milk the next. She had never had a drop of milk since she was born. She was raised by eating rice, pumpkin, sweet potato, and porridge. Sometimes the porridge was so thin that it looked like water. No matter how much she ate, she couldn’t be full. Instead, she had diarrhea. But there was nothing we could do!
Because adults don’t even have porridge to eat.

Whatever surplus food there was in the house was taken away by his deceased father, Lu Erpiezi, to buy wine or to exchange for money for gambling.

My mother named my younger sister Xiaotian, probably because she wanted to pray to God for protection and hope that she would live a sweet and happy life when she grew up, instead of having to suffer as much as she did when she was a child.

Finally, appearance.

All three items matched, there was no mistake. The little girl with ponytail who just walked past should be his nine-year-old younger sister Lu Xiaotian. No, now her name had been changed to Meng Xiaotian.

That being the case.

This trip was worthwhile.

Thinking of this, Lu Yang smiled, and ignoring the strange look of old man Guan next to him, he parked the car, and then without looking back, he walked in the opposite direction to the outside of the chess alley.

Old man Guan who stayed there: What’s wrong with this young man?

Didn’t you agree to come and pick someone up?

How come this person left like this before he even got the call?
"baffling."

"And this old man Li, he always beats me, bragging that he is invincible in the entire cotton textile factory. Isn't it just because he is a retired factory leader? Now, he can't even beat a young man from outside, and he has to rely on fooling around to save face. Otherwise, if he continues to play this game, he will definitely lose."

He put the chess pieces back in place and chuckled, as if the game Old Man Li lost was won by him.

Lu Yang didn’t know.

Just as he left the chess alley, in the opposite direction, the little sister holding hands with old man Li was also talking about him.

"Grandpa Li, who was that big brother just now? He seemed familiar to me, but I can't remember where he was."

"Oh, really? But I don't know Grandpa Li. He might be the older brother of a classmate of yours. Little girl, why don't you think about it again?"

"But Mengmeng can't remember."

"Then forget it. This young man looks very energetic and has an extraordinary temperament. We probably have similar eyes. I, your Grandpa Li, asked him to play chess because I saw that he has a good temperament and looks very energetic. Hahaha, it seems that our little Mengmeng can also judge people. Not bad."

"But Grandpa Li, what does it mean to know people?"

"Well, that is, when we see someone who is good-looking and has a good temperament, we say that this person looks familiar, as if we have seen him/her somewhere before."

"What if she's ugly?"

"Go back and wash your eyes."

"Hehehe...Grandpa Li, I'm going to go back and wait for mom to come back and tell her that you want to lead Mengmeng astray. But mom said that people are born equal and cannot be judged by beauty or ugliness. People who are good-looking can also be bad people. Mom won't let Mengmeng talk to bad people after school."

"Okay, okay, Grandpa Li is wrong, your mother is right, your mother is right."

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson continued until they walked past the tube-shaped buildings and came to a family compound with a wider view and more complete greenery than the tube-shaped buildings.

There is another side.

The management of the cotton textile factory did not leave after get off work, and an emergency closed-door meeting attended by all senior executives was held at this time.

"Comrades, I believe you have heard about this matter."

"Yes, that's right. Our year-end debt collection team has returned this morning..."

"In a word, we didn't bring back any money, but we did bring back several truckloads of returned cloth. It's almost the end of the year, comrades, and we've already delayed the workers' wages for two months. We can easily get away with it by giving them some cloth from the warehouse and some canned food."

"Comrades, the Spring Festival is coming soon. Our workers and every household are still waiting for this money to celebrate the New Year."

"Can't delay any longer..."

"If we delay any longer, those of us present here today will be stabbed in the back by the workers."

"Let me call the roll. Everyone is speaking up. If we don't come up with a solution, we won't be able to finish this meeting today."

"Deputy Director Meng, you are the deputy director in charge of production. You should take the lead and speak first."

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(End of this chapter)