Tang Yuanyuan nodded excitedly, her eyes were red, which was the taste of her father. As soon as she ate it, she knew that only her father could make such a taste.

Has Qingqing found her father?

"Is it your father?" Ye Qingqing asked.

Tang Yuanyuan focused her head and tears flowed down her face.

Ye Qingqing's heart finally fell to the ground. She guessed correctly that Tang Bao was Dad Tang.

"You promise not to scream, I'll let go!"

Tang Yuanyuan nodded vigorously. She wanted to see her father very much, and she thought so much. When Ye Qingqing let go of her hand, Tang Yuanyuan asked anxiously: "Where is my father?"

Ye Qingqing signaled her to speak a little less, "Don't let people outside hear it. I suspect that your father was murdered by Yu Wuwei and your mother."

Tang Yuanyuan was so scared that she was ashamed of murder?

Mom and Uncle Yu killed their father?

But--

"What's going on with these pastries? My dad has become a ghost?" Tang Yuanyuan couldn't figure it out.

Ye Qingqing pulled the corner of her mouth, "Your father was not dead, he was seriously injured, and was rescued by a kind-hearted grandma. He lost all his memories and only remembered to cook."

"dad……"

Tang Yuanyuan cried in a low voice, her heart was like a knife. No wonder her father had no news for eight years.

"Is my father in Pingjiang now? Where is he? Can you see him now?" Tang Yuanyuan was so anxious that she had been waiting for eight years.

"Of course, maybe your father will remember what happened before when he sees you!"

After Xiaotong and Dad Tang played chess, Dad Tang’s brain was stimulated and he thought of something that night. If he saw his baby daughter, he would definitely think of more.

"Is my dad far away? Can you go now?" Tang Yuanyuan asked anxiously.

"It's not far away. I'll take you there by bike. Can you take your body to take it?"

I couldn't stand up before!

Tang Yuanyuan shook her head vigorously, "It's ready, I can take it, let's go now."

Ye Qingqing raised her wrist and looked at the time. It was less than six o'clock, and Grandma Gu should have set up a stall.

"Let's go!"

Ye Qingqing also wanted to let Tang Yuanyuan recognize her father as soon as possible, so she would not delay any longer, and drag Tang Yuanyuan downstairs.

Wen Sumei and Yu Moli were sorting out the debris outside.

"Where are you going?" Wen Sumei asked.

"I'm going out to play with my friends!" Tang Yuanyuan replied as she walked, her pace was rushing.

"It's dark, why are you going out? You're not allowed to go out!" Wen Sumei lowered her face and scolded.

But Tang Yuanyuan ignored her and followed Ye Qingqing out.

Wen Sumei, who was furious, shouted: "Don't come back when you go out!"

Tang Yuanyuan turned around and shouted with all her strength: "It's my dad's house. I will come back whenever I love. If you dare to lock the door, I will call 110!"

Tang Yuanyuan's little respect for Wen Sumei disappeared after learning that she and Yu Wuwei had joined forces to harm her father.

Only hatred remains!

Wen Sumei was as stupid as a wooden chicken and couldn't believe her ears.

I was yelling at her just now. Is it really a cowardly eldest daughter?

When Wen Sumei came to her senses, Tang Yuanyuan and Ye Qingqing had left. She gritted her teeth and always felt that something was going to happen, and it was a bad thing.

Half an hour later, Ye Qingqing took Tang Yuanyuan to find the Gu Grandma who was frying skewers.

"Here, is this your friend?" Grandma Gu smiled kindly.

"She is Tang Yuanyuan, and she is my good friend. Her father disappeared eight years ago and is called Tang Baobaobao." Ye Qingqing introduced.

Tang Yuanyuan's voice choked, "Grandma, your son is my father!"
Chapter completed!