Mrs. President Zhang smiled softly: "A lot of people were calling me. Knowing it was you, I took some time to listen to the call."

Mrs. Zhang said touchedly: "Thank you very much, sister-in-law. I called you because I have something important to tell you."

"What's going on?"

"Hey, speaking of which, he is also your nephew. He has done such a stupid thing. Apart from you, I don't know who else he can listen to."

Mrs. President Zhang said, "Of course he listened to you. You are his aunt. He has been by his side for so many years. Even a hard-hearted person has to be soft. I have often heard that he is very filial to you. If not,

He estimates that you won't be able to stay in that place for that long."

Mrs. Zhang was very upset: "That was a few years ago. Ever since he met this capable young lady, he didn't listen to me. Not only did he not listen to me, he also regarded me as a thorn in his side. Even I

My son..."

She choked up as she spoke. She felt so sad that her son had not been seen alive or dead in the past few years, but who could she tell? She spent so much energy, manpower and material resources asking for help everywhere, but she couldn't find anyone.

I searched for him, but it seemed as if my son was a person who never existed, disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people, and was never seen again.

She knew that her son was in serious danger, but she still wanted to look for him if there was any hope.

President Zhang’s wife also sighed softly: “We are beyond our reach!”

Mrs. Zhang said: "Let's not talk about this for now. Let's talk about our good nephew. He has done a big mess recently. I don't know what to do? I have to discuss it with my sister-in-law."

"What's up?"

"Our new young mistress has a different identity. She seems to be..."

"I heard that she looks exactly like the late Grandma Zhou Chao. I don't know if it's true or not." President Zhang Da's wife first raised the topic.

"Indeed."

"But there may be a difference in age."

Mrs. Zhang said, "I didn't see the young lady when she was young, but now she doesn't look like 15 years old, but more like she is in her early 00s."

"Really?" President Zhang's wife suddenly sat up straight: "You mean she is the late Mrs. Zhou."

"I don't dare to guarantee that, but I do have some doubts. I have seen Mrs. Zhou come to my house as a guest. The eyes and expressions of the two people are exactly the same. The strangest thing is that their ages are obviously ten years apart.

Years old, but it looks about the same now.”

Mrs. President Zhang Da said: "This is interesting. I heard that Zhou Yinran could be said to be a love saint for his dead wife."

"I don't know about this. When Zhou Yinran came to our house, the couple lived in separate rooms. I thought this arrangement was very unreasonable, but I heard that it was arranged by the young commander."

"Oh, it wouldn't be possible at that time. Marshal Feng was only ten years old at that time."

"Some men are just young and mature and cannot compare with ordinary people! When our young marshal was seven years old, he was more useful than other men in their 00s! Maybe he has also figured out this matter earlier than ordinary children."

Mrs. President Zhang is a little disgusted. Who is your young marshal? But horses don’t know how long they are, and people don’t know how thick their skin is.
Chapter completed!