Chapter 875

After thinking about it and struggling in his heart, Song Weiyi mustered up the courage to call the old Dean Zhang.

"Beep beep..." In my ear, the phone continued to ring.

Song Weiyi waited patiently for the moment when the phone was picked up.

A minute later, a mechanical voice came from the phone: "The user you dialed has no answer, please try again later..."

Song Weiwei put down the phone in frustration, Pei Yibai was coming in from outside.

"What? The video with Zhao Mengmeng is over?" This time, I finally remembered Zhao Mengmeng's name accurately.

"That's right." Song Weiyi tilted his face.

"Unhappy?" Pei Yibai walked over with raised eyebrows, sat in front of Song Weiyi, straightened her face, and looked at each other face to face with him.

"No, Mengmeng told me just now that there seems to be people from my grandparents' side who came to the orphanage where my mother lived to find my mother." Song Weiwei explained.

In fact, Zhao Mengmeng couldn't tell whether it was Song Weiyi's grandparents or not.

But Song Weiyi guessed by himself, it should be, it can't be her uncle or something, right?

"Really? Isn't this a good thing? Why aren't you happy?" Pei Yibai asked with a slight smile.

"I didn't get through to Elder Zhang's phone number. I want to confirm with Elder Zhang personally to see if someone is really looking for my mother."

If the situation is true, it is necessary to go back to China.

Song Weiyi thought deeply about the people from his grandpa and grandma's side.

"Is there any contact information?"

"Well, here, this number." Song Weiyi handed over the mobile phone. In the address book, the first one was a local mobile phone number in city A, which showed that it was called by Song Weiwei just two minutes ago.

"Then try calling again." Pei Yibai took the phone and pressed the dial button.

Not only that, but he also clicked on the speakerphone, and then put the phone between him and Song Weiyi.

That way, everyone can hear it.

"Beep beep..." There were three more beeps.

Song Weiyi was so nervous that his whole body tensed up. Even after hearing four or five rings, no one answered. He already guessed that the user was unable to answer the call again.

The time to ring the bell was still going on, but Song Weiyi was a little bit less interested.

This feeling extinguished the enthusiasm she had just ignited.

"Forget it, call tomorrow..."

"Beep beep..." Accompanied by Song Weiyi's voice, the original ringtone came to an abrupt end.

Song Weiyi stared at Pei Yibai, "Did you hang up?"

The bell was still ringing, but it was suddenly hung up.

"Are you not answering my call on purpose? I'll call again." Song Weiyi didn't believe this evil. Could it be that old Dean Zhang regarded her as a harassing call?

In this case, it is even more necessary to fight to the end.

After being so stimulated, Song Weiyi did not give up.

Originally, he said he would call tomorrow, but now, he insisted on calling 321.

The third time I called, within two seconds, the phone was connected.

"Hey, who is it?" It was an old man's voice.

"It's him, old Dean Zhang." Song Weiwei said to Pei Yibai in surprise.

Immediately, he picked up the phone again, put it to his ear, and said loudly, "President Zhang, I am Song Weiyi, do you remember? My mother is Song Tianzhen, who grew up in Bo'ai, do you have any impression?"

"Song Tianzhen?" Elder Zhang was pondering over here, his voice was indistinct, as the old man was old and could not speak very clearly.

But Song Weiyi understood.

"Yes, it's Song Tianzhen. I heard from my friend that there was news from you that someone came to the orphanage to look for my mother. Is it true?" Answer.

"Huchihuchi..." Elder Zhang's breathing came from the phone.

"Oh, it's this one, I remembered it, yes!" Old Dean Zhang's voice was loud, and he could hear his excitement.

Song Weiyi was also a little excited, "Then what exactly is going on? Can you explain it more clearly?"

"It came a few days ago, and people said it was your mother." But at that time, Old Director Zhang didn't have Song's only contact information.

Let it go.

"I gave a group photo of the former orphanage, and the people over there took it away, and said to come back in a few days." It's just that several days have passed, and the people who said to come in a few days have gone, None came.

"Then do you have their contact information?" At this time, Song Weiyi was turning his head quite quickly.

I thought of this.

If there is, there must be a clue to be found soon.

"Is there a phone number?",

"right."

"Oh, yes, I wrote it down, it's in the notebook, I'll look for it."

"Okay, Dean Zhang, I'll wait for you." After Song Weiyi finished speaking, he moved his phone away, and excitedly said to Pei Yibai: "It is true that someone is looking for my mother, and I have seen the photos, it should be my mother People from my parents' side. Even if it's not my grandparents, they should be uncles and aunts."

"Let's listen to what Elder Zhang has to say." Pei Yibai patted Song Weiyi's shoulder and said warmly.

After a few minutes, the old Dean Zhang who picked up the phone again was extremely irritable.

"Little baby..." He still didn't remember Song Weiyi's name, so he just called him that.

"Those little monkeys tore up my notebook, and this phone number is gone." Old Dean Zhang was a little angry, and his helpless voice made Song Weiyi feel cold all of a sudden.

The most important contact information is gone?

"I put it all in the drawer, these little bastards actually took it away."

Old Dean Zhang got married when he was young and had two children.

The eldest daughter fell ill and died.

The youngest son was abducted when he was seven or eight years old, and he has not been found after more than ten years of searching.

Later, he gave up his heart and started working in the orphanage. Until this age, he still lived in the orphanage.

Without children, these orphans are his children.

"I really should punish them, a group of uneasy guys." Old Dean Zhang cursed, but Song Weiyi suddenly became depressed.

However, thinking of the old Dean Zhang on the phone, she still raised her spirits and said to the old man gently: "Old Dean Zhang, don't be angry, if the contact information is gone, it will be gone, and there should be contact with you again." , when the time comes, please pay attention, this is my mobile phone number, 182****"

In any case, it was a fact that someone was looking for his mother, and this was good news for Song Weiyi.

Elder Dean Zhang helped her a lot and provided so many clues.

"I'm sorry, baby, it's all my fault." Elder Zhang blushed.

"It's okay, I still want to thank you, and I'll trouble you too." Song Weiwei thought to himself, he had rarely been to the orphanage these past few years, and it was too wrong to think about it, it was actually just like his mother's home .