superhuman evolution

Chapter 162 I've seen her
grandson?

Song Anran was confused, and retreated lightly, avoiding the physical contact of the old man and the old lady, and said coldly: "Who are you? I am an orphan, but I have no relatives, so don't make mistakes!"

The two old people hugged each other with tears in their eyes, choked up and cried!

Lily and Xuanxuan also got out of the car and stood beside Song Anran, looking at everything in front of them with a blank expression!
Two middle-aged men and women hurried over, one on the left and one on the right carefully supported the old man, and comforted him: "Dad, Mom, don't break your body from crying, you finally found someone, it's a happy event! "

The middle-aged woman turned her head to look at Song Anran, frowned, and shouted in a low voice: "Why are you so rude! These are your long-lost grandparents, I am your aunt, and he is your uncle! Hurry up and open the door, Please let us enter the villa! We are already here, waiting for you for almost an hour!"

What is this and what is it, is there such a random recognition of relatives?

When his parents died unexpectedly, although Song Anran was only five years old, he had already remembered. His parents never said that he had relatives!
Besides, if there were grandparents, he would not be thrown into the national welfare system!
"Su Lan, what are you talking about!"

The silver-haired old lady cast a reproachful glance at the middle-aged woman, wiped her tears, looked at Song Anran lovingly, and said, "This child doesn't know anything, and has lived alone for so many years. It is inevitable for us to have resistance and guard against it!"

"Good boy, we are from the capital city. We are indeed your relatives, relatives of your blood. Your mother, Cheng Yanhong, is my youngest daughter!"

Song Anran immediately retorted: "Old man, you must be mistaken! My father's name is Song Ziqiang, and my mother's name is Duan Lexin. They are not your daughters at all!"

The old lady burst into tears again, and sobbed: "Your mother's real name is Cheng Yanhong, and Duan Lexin is the name she changed after she ran away from home! Good boy, I will tell you the story slowly!"

Just outside the courtyard of Chaoyang Residence, the old lady told Song Anran the story of Cheng Yanhong in her hoarse voice.

In 26 years, Cheng Yanhong failed the college entrance examination unexpectedly. She was very disappointed with her family who had great expectations, and inevitably said some sarcastic things.Cheng Yanhong retorted a few words, and during the quarrel, the old lady and her husband beat her up!
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yanhong ran away from home that night!
Covering her face, the old lady cried and said, "I have always regretted that slap in the face that I shouldn't have slapped her! We have been looking for her for several years, but we have not found any news about her!"

"We thought she was abducted by traffickers to a certain corner of the mountain, or died in some accident! No idea, no idea..."

The old lady was sobbing and couldn't speak anymore!

The middle-aged man who supported her continued with red eyes, "Until the news about you reaches the capital! Song Anran, Master Song who possesses miraculous qigong, his name is also well-known in the capital!"

"As soon as my parents saw your picture, they said they saw the shadow of your little sister on your face, and forced us to investigate your situation! We wanted to deal with it, but we didn't expect that we saw your mother in the civil affairs system. When entering the ID photo, I immediately recognized her as our long-lost little sister, Cheng Yanhong!"

"Tongji, bring it here!" The middle-aged man turned his head and shouted!
A young man about the same age as Song Anran ran over and handed the middle-aged man an old and thick photo album.

The middle-aged man handed the photo album to Song Anran again, and said softly: "This is an old photo album at home, every photo has your mother on it, you can understand it after a look!"

Is what the old lady said true?Are they really relatives?
Song Anran took the photo album full of doubts, and opened the first page!
The photo is old and yellow, and it is still a black and white photo. The image is a little girl with two braids and a sweet smile!

The more you turn back, the younger the little girl in the photos is getting older. There are both group photos and single photos, and the photos have transitioned from black and white to color!

Song Anran's face became more and more dignified. As the person in the photo got bigger and bigger, her face more and more matched the face in his mind that was deeply remembered!

Turning to the last page of the photo album, the beautiful girl in the photo, wearing a ponytail, wearing a floral dress and sandals, is standing in a gazebo, smiling and waving!

"This is a photo of my little girl playing in the park after the college entrance examination! This photo was taken by me. She was smiling so happily..."

The middle-aged man also began to wipe his tears, unable to continue!

Suddenly, the girl in the photo seemed to come alive, she raised her hand and said to Song Anran: "Of course, but don't run around, let me wash your little dirty hands. I made your favorite lean meat porridge Hurry up, if you don't come, your dad will drink it all up for you!"

"mom!"

Song Anran couldn't help shouting out!

"Song Anran!" Cheng Tongji stepped forward, patted Song Anran on the shoulder, and said softly, "This matter is a bit sudden to you, and it is also to us!"

"Of course, taking these photos alone as evidence is still not enough. Some people who are not related by blood can still look very similar! In order not to make mistakes, if you don't mind, I hope to do a DNA test!"

"Tongji, what nonsense are you talking about, Song Anran is your cousin!" The middle-aged man became angry and shouted angrily!
The old lady and the old man on the side also glared at him!

Cheng Tongji, who had provoked everyone's anger, stepped aside and murmured: "Aren't I just in case?"

"What if? Duan Lexin's date of birth is the same as that of your sister-in-law, and she looks exactly like your sister-in-law! Duan Lexin is Cheng Yanhong, your sister-in-law, my own sister!"

After yelling at Cheng Tongji, the middle-aged man turned to Song Anran, and said in a gentle tone, "Of course, if you want to use technology to confirm, I have no problem! But the result must be obvious!"

Cheng Tongji's words reminded Song Anran that there is Weiwei in his body, which is more accurate than any DNA test!
He smiled slightly and said: "Everyone came here on purpose, no matter what the result is, go to the villa first, the temperature outside is quite cold!"

Taking the opportunity of saying hello, shaking hands, or supporting everyone, Song Anran had a rough contact with this group of people.

"Brother, according to my identification results, you have no blood relationship with these people!"

For Weiwei's words, Song Anran was both disappointed and happy!

He has always longed to have relatives, but he has lived alone for so long, and if he really wants to have such a large number of relatives, he starts to feel inexplicable worries again.

Weiwei's words made him secretly relieved, but the people in front of him made him suspicious.

Is it just a coincidence or a well-planned conspiracy for their sudden visit to recognize relatives this time?
Song Anran made false claims with them, and the two sides unanimously decided to do a DNA test to identify their relatives!

He ended up taking some oral mucosa with a swab and handed it over to them!
After Song Anran sent them away, when they returned to the villa, Lily greeted them immediately, and asked with concern: "Song Anran, are they really your blood relatives?"

He said lightly: "Who knows, let's see the DNA test results in the end!"

This recognition of relatives aroused many thoughts of Song Anran.

He returned to the bedroom and took out an old small iron box from the cloakroom.

This is a box less than [-] centimeters square, and it contains the things of the parents, and it is the only thought that Song Anran has kept so far!
He sat on the bed holding the box, gently lifted the lid, and looked at the contents with complicated emotions!
There are not many things inside, there are broken mechanical watches, myopia glasses, wooden combs, beautiful buttons, not very valuable silver bracelets and silver necklaces, etc.

For Song Anran, the most precious are the three photos inlaid in the photo frame, one is a photo of his mother, one is a photo of his father, and the last is a group photo of the three of them. In the arms, the face is full of happiness!

"Mom! Dad!" Looking at their photos, the few memories came to Song Anran's mind again!

"Hey..." Xuanxuan who tiptoed to Song Anran pointed to a photo and shouted in surprise: "I've seen her before!"

(End of this chapter)