"Don't be nervous, master. This is acknowledgment, not a blind date."
Perhaps it was because he was more timid due to being close to home that he didn't dare to ask the visitor. Tong Fengquan was relatively calm on the way here, but when he arrived at the door of the workshop, he became nervous and didn't even know which leg to move. The last time Liu Guangqi saw Tong Fengquan like this was when he went to Liujiacun to recognize his son. Seeing Tong Fengquan's uneasy look, Liu Guangqi joked.
"Go, go, there is no formality at all, no big or small, you dare to make fun of me, do you have any confidence, where is this person? Can you find so many people?"
Being interrupted by Liu Guangqi, Tong Fengquan's nervousness eased a lot, and he looked at the crowd watching the game in front of him and said.
"Don't worry, who am I? There is no one in this rolling mill whom I can't find."
"Hey, Tongzi, you're here. I've been looking for you for a long time. The director is calling you. Oh, classmate Guangqi is here again."
As soon as Liu Guangqi finished speaking, he put a hand on Tong Fengquan's shoulder, startling Tong Fengquan, and quickly turned his head to look at the person coming.
"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and leave. No, when did you go back and change clothes? I just saw you wearing work clothes."
The person who came was none other than Tong Zhi's best friend Dazhuang. Seeing that 'Tong Zhi' was ignoring him, Dazhuang even gave 'Tong Zhi' a special tug.
"Come on, why are you standing still, waiting to be scolded?"
"Dazhuang, what are you doing? The director called us,"
Dazhuang was still dragging Tong Fengquan to prepare for the transfer, but Tong Zhi over there had already received Xin'er and rushed over. When he saw Tong Fengquan standing next to Liu Guangqi, he was so frightened that he froze in place and couldn't even speak. Tong Fengquan looked at Tong Zhi in front of him, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.
Dazhuang, who was dragging Tong Fengquan, heard Tong Zhi's voice behind him. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Tong Zhi behind him, and then at Tong Fengquan in front of him. He was dumbfounded and his head turned like a rattle. .
"Don't be afraid, this is the friend I told you who looks very similar to Tong Zhi. He heard that there is someone who looks very similar to him, and he wanted to see how similar he is."
Seeing the frightened two people, Liu Guangqi stood in the middle and explained. With Liu Guangqi's explanation, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they didn't see ghosts in broad daylight.
"I have a biological mother, and the two Tong Zhi are going to sing about the real and fake Monkey King."
Dazhuang stood between the two of them, looking left and right. If it weren't for their different clothes and the fact that Tong Feng looked a little older, he wouldn't be able to tell who was who if they stood together.
"Tong Zhi, this person opposite is not a relative of yours, right? If it is really a relative of yours, then you will be lucky. I heard that the old bj's family is very rich."
Dazhuang whispered in Tong Zhi's ear.
"It's impossible. Our family has no relatives at all in BJ. Probably none."
Tong Zhi said that he was no longer confident.
"Dazhuang, Tong Zhi, come here quickly."
Just as Tong Fengquan was about to step forward and say a few words to Tong Zhi, the two of them were called away by the workshop director.
"Wait a moment, he will be back soon."
Liu Guangqi patted Tong Fengquan. When no one was there, Liu Guangqi simply took Tong Fengquan to watch the mechanics competition. Without Jia Dongxu, the competition felt much better, but Tong Fengquan was obviously not in the mood to watch this. His eyes kept staring at Tong Zhi in the distance, perhaps between father and son. Through telepathy, Tong Zhi glanced here from time to time.
Soon, Tong Zhi had finished his work and came to Liu Guangqi's side, followed by a follower Dazhuang. The four of them found a secluded place to sit down, and Liu Guangqi introduced them to both parties.
"Brother Tong, this is my master, Tong Fengquan,"
"Master, this is Tong Zhi."
"Little comrade, I heard that your family is from Chongqing. Where exactly is it in Chongqing? Can you tell me about it?"
Looking at Tong Zhi in front of him, Tong Fengquan asked with a trembling voice. This time Tong Fengquan did not use the BJ dialect, but the authentic Sichuan dialect.
"My family is spb."
At this time, Tong Zhi also felt that the relationship between the person in front of him and him seemed to be really unusual.
"That's right, your old man's name is Tong Fengsheng."
"How do you know my old man's big size?"
Tong Zhi was shocked when he heard Tong Fengquan accurately call out his father's trumpet.
"When your old man was little, I never mentioned a man named Tong Fengquan to you."
"Of course I mentioned it. That was my brother-in-law. My brother-in-law left the year I was born. My father has been looking for him for many years. You, could it be, my brother-in-law."
As Tong Zhi spoke, he seemed to think of an impossible possibility and gave a tentative cry.
"Eh"
Hearing this uncle's voice, Tong Fengquan couldn't hold back his tears any longer and fell down.
"Uncle, haven't you been dead a long time ago? You are still alive and well."
Tong Zhi's face was full of disbelief when he heard that the man in front of him was actually his dead brother-in-law.
