CHAPTER 354: CHAPTER 347: NEWS ABOUT JUNJUN

In just a few days, Moliao rushed over to tell Sisi that his twelfth uncle and Professor Zhou had already modified the song, naming it "Rain Trace." After listening to it once, Sisi realized they had only made slight modifications. After all, Sisi was playing a piano piece, not suitable for singing, but after Mo Qing and his team’s adjustments, it was more suited for singing.

Mo Qing was very efficient. In less than ten days, he had already recorded the song. The singer was a well-known male singer from Hong Kong, with whom Mo Qing often collaborated. The male singer’s voice was deep and full, very suitable for this song.

By the time Sisi and her group left Hong Kong, the streets and alleys of Hong Kong were already filled with the song "Rain Trace," to the point where even Mu Xiulian would hum it a few times after returning home.

Mo Qing was very loyal. Although Sisi specifically requested not to worry about copyright, he still consistently deposited dividends into Sisi’s account, fortunately, he was the boss and had significant say in matters.

In mid-August, Sisi and her three companions left Hong Kong. Moliao, Shangguan, and Zhang Jie all returned to their homes, while Sisi went to Yuequan Village. She wanted to visit Tian Manjin and the others, especially Qinghua and Donghua, wondering how much they had grown.

Sisi brought back plenty of specialties from Guangzhou to Yuequan Village, and the villagers, seeing the beautiful Sisi, all enthusiastically greeted her.

"Sisi is back home, huh?"

"Sisi is getting more beautiful as she grows older!"

"Your Daddy and Mommy are working in the fields. I’ll call them for you in a bit."

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Sisi smiled and responded to each one, distributing the snacks she brought—just a small packet per person, just a gesture, but everyone was happy, feeling that even though Sisi went to Beijing and became a college student, she didn’t forget the people from her hometown, a good girl who remembers her roots!

Unlike Zhong Yuying from the Zhong Family, who just married a short man, acting all high and mighty, she’s not a good person!

Zhong Yuying: What does that have to do with me?

Tian Qinghua and Tian Donghua had already grown into young men. With better nutrition, they were taller than in their previous lives; even 13-year-old Qinghua was now slightly taller than Sisi. Although they were often apart from their sister, they were still very close to Sisi.

Sisi brought them electronic watches that she bought in Hong Kong, one for each person, and three more for Jianguo and his brothers. The two brothers liked them instantly and immediately put them on. Donghua, being a bit older, was more reserved, but Qinghua couldn’t wait to run out and show off to his friends.

On the third day of Sisi’s stay at home, Tian Xinhua called, having just returned from the battlefield not long ago.

"Brother Xinhua, you weren’t injured, right?" Sisi asked with concern.

"No, just some minor skin abrasions, no need for medication. Is Ah Nan enjoying herself over there?" Tian Xinhua said carelessly.

"Happy, Feifei and Zhang Jie each took a disciple. We also did a big thing, oh, I’ll tell you more when I return to Beijing."

"Ah Nan, I have something to tell you, Ma Xiaoming came to see me, and there’s news about Niu Guiyuan’s child Junjun."

"Really? Where? How is Junjun doing now?" Sisi asked excitedly.

It turns out that after Junjun was kidnapped, she entrusted Tian Xinhua and He Xuewen to quietly inquire around, as they couldn’t guarantee results, she didn’t inform Niu Guiyuan, fearing that raised hopes might lead to greater disappointment. Now with the news, Niu Guiyuan might be overjoyed.

"Not bad, the kidnapper sold Junjun to a well-off family in Shanghai. Both elders are university professors, and both intellectuals. They treat Junjun very well, as if he were their own."

"That’s good if they are kind to Junjun, thank Brother Xinhua for me, I will go tell Sister Guiyuan this good news right away."

Sisi was happy for Junjun, it was a blessing in disguise that he found a good family.

She wrote down the address, and happily ran back to ride her bicycle. It was still noon, the perfect time to head to the town.

"Ah Nan, aren’t you going to eat?" Zhu Aiqing, from the kitchen, saw Sisi riding her bicycle out and quickly poked her head out to shout.

"I’ll eat in town," Sisi shouted back, and then rode off.

"We have food at home, but she insists on going to town to eat. It’s all because her daddy spoils her," Zhu Aiqing muttered to herself before starting to cook again.

The small restaurant in the town was still the same as always, bustling with customers during lunchtime. Niu Guiyuan flitted about busily like a butterfly.

"Ah Nan is here, come sit down!" Niu Guiyuan warmly greeted Sisi and shouted to the kitchen, "Daddy, Ah Nan is here, cook some nice dishes."

"No need, just a bowl of noodles will do, I can’t eat much in this hot weather anyway," Sisi quickly stopped Niu Guiyuan.

Niu Guiyuan wouldn’t take no for an answer, pulling Sisi to sit down. She then went to attend to the customers, leaving Sisi seated, waiting for the crowd to thin out before she could tell Niu Guiyuan, so as not to make her too excited and neglect her business.

Before long, most of the customers had left, and Niu Sanxian brought out four dishes to the backyard, inviting Sisi to join them for a meal.

"Uncle Niu, Sister Guiyuan, I came to tell you some good news," said Sisi with a smile.

"Good news? What good news can I possibly have?" Niu Guiyuan said rather somberly; she had become more silent over the past two years, a stark contrast to her previously bright and decisive nature.

"It really is good news, Sister Guiyuan, there’s news about Junjun."

A crash!

The rice bowl in Niu Guiyuan’s hands fell to the ground. She excitedly grabbed Sisi’s hand and asked in disbelief, "Ah Nan, what did you say? Say it again!"

Sisi gritted her teeth—Niu Guiyuan had lost weight, but her grip was still as strong as ever!

"I said Junjun has been found, he’s in Shanghai and doing very well," Sisi repeated, enduring the pain.

"Guiyuan, you’re hurting Ah Nan, let go!" Niu Sanxian noticed Sisi gritting her teeth and quickly stepped forward to pry his daughter’s hand off.

Niu Guiyuan gave an embarrassed smile and let go of Sisi’s hand, then immediately became overjoyed, "Daddy, did you hear that? Ah Nan said they found Junjun, right?"

Niu Sanxian also nodded happily. His grandson had been lost, and both he and his wife had been distressed about it. Now, it was good news if he could be found.

Sisi repeated Junjun’s situation and then asked, "Sister Guiyuan, here is the address of Junjun’s current foster parents. You can go and bring Junjun back anytime."

Niu Guiyuan took the address, fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Ah Nan, is Junjun really doing well?"

"I’m not entirely sure, I heard it from Brother Xinhua, but I think there should be no problem. If you’re worried, Sister Guiyuan, you can go see for yourself."

"Yes, Ah Nan makes sense. Guiyuan, go to Shanghai and bring Junjun back. Or why don’t you call Quanzhong and go together?" said Niu Sanxian.

Niu Guiyuan frowned slightly and shook her head, "No need, I can go by myself. Daddy, I’ll leave for Shanghai first thing tomorrow."

"Alright."