Mr. Huo, there is a baby in the police station who says he is your son.

Mr. Huo's face was full of sorrow and heartbroken: "Yingzi, although Feng'er is not my son, I grew up watching him, and I have long regarded him as my own child.

If possible, I would rather trade my life for his and die for him. "

Mrs. Huo heard her husband talking about death and humbled himself in front of Mrs. Gu. In addition, she also attacked Mu Yi'an. She could no longer bear the grievance in her heart and spoke out.

"Yingzi, in the past twenty years, our Huo family has tried to be as humble as possible in front of your Gu family, just because Feng'er and his wife were not here, regardless of whether their death at that time had anything to do with my two unfulfilled children? I think these We should have done enough for the year, even if we go to jail, there is a time limit, right?"

Mrs. Gu looked sarcastic and said in a hoarse voice: "Is that enough? I would rather live with my own child, pretending to be a grandchild in front of you every day, can you give me the child back?"

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Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo were helpless and stopped answering.

How could they return her child? If they could, they would have returned it twenty-five years ago. They didn't have to wait for so long to make the two families grudge.

"Yingzi, Lao Huo and the others were just as unaware of the car accident as you were. They didn't want it to happen and couldn't bear to let it happen. The reason why I say this today is for your own good. I hope you won't be too attached to the past. Don't be too stubborn." Old Master Feng wanted to be a peacemaker and mediate between the two old friends so that they could turn their hostility into friendship.

Mrs. Gu didn't buy it at all, "Old Fengtou, the missing child has something to do with you. Don't you really want to find her?"

"I think, of course I think about it, I dream about it, but that child has been missing for twenty-five years. We have searched everywhere and there is no clue about her. Maybe she is gone." When Old Mrs. Feng mentioned the child, his mood suddenly changed. He was extremely depressed, his face full of sadness and grief.

At this moment, a soft and waxy voice sounded from behind several people, "Grandpas and grandmas, are you quarreling? Who is that child? Is it me?"

Everyone looked at them, Xiaobao was holding Pei'er's hand, and the two little people were looking at the people with curious eyes.

"Xiaobao, Pei'er, when did you come here? Come to Grandpa quickly." Grandpa Huo waved his hand towards them and signaled them to come over.

Xiaobao still held Pei'er and walked to Mr. Huo, with his head raised and a sweet smile on his lips, "Grandpa, grandma, you can't quarrel!"

"Hehehe, we didn't quarrel. We were just discussing issues and got a little excited. Come on, Grandpa will introduce you. This is Grandma Gu. Go say hello to Grandma."

Mr. Huo introduced Mrs. Gu, who was sitting opposite, to Xiaobao and motioned for Xiaobao to walk over.

Mrs. Huo stretched out her hand to stop her, but Mrs. Huo glanced at her and did not dare to move.

She originally regarded Old Mrs. Huo as her God, but now in front of so many friends, she would not disobey Mr. Huo and refute his face.

She looked at Xiaobao with worry, fearing that Mrs. Gu would bully her great-grandson.

Mr. Huo thought that today was the day for Xiaobao to recognize his ancestor. No matter how resentful Mrs. Gu was, she would not have trouble with a child.

Therefore, he was relieved to let Xiaobao go over alone to say hello.

Xiaobao was very obedient, let go of Pei'er's hand, and walked towards Mrs. Gu on her short legs.

"Hello, Grandma, my name is Xiaobao." After saying that, like a little adult, he stretched out his chubby little hand and took the initiative to hold Mrs. Gu's hand.

The moment Mrs. Gu saw Xiaobao, her eyes never left his body. At this time, Xiaobao was standing in front of her, holding her hand with his fleshy little hand, and the warm body temperature continued through the skin of his hand. When it entered her heart, an inexplicable sense of intimacy came over her. Somewhere in her heart softened, and her eyes became sour.

She held Xiaobao's hand tightly, and a long-lost smile ignited on her face, "Okay, okay, Xiaobao, my great-grandma will remember your name. You are such a lovely child." As she said this, she couldn't stop crying. burst out of his eyes.

Mrs. Gu was a strong woman when she was young. She was shrewd and capable, decisive and resolute in the business world. She was much stronger than many men. If her eldest son hadn't had an accident twenty-five years ago, the Gu family would have been among the top four. In the aristocratic family, there is nothing wrong with the Su family.

Now a once famous figure sheds tears because of a little baby who is less than five years old. Everyone is stunned and completely dumbfounded.

Xiaobao stretched out his other free hand, wiped away her tears, and comforted her softly: "Grandma, don't be sad. I heard everything you just said. Did Grandma shed tears because she lost her child? "

"Yes and no." Mrs. Gu didn't know how to explain her mood at this moment to Xiaobao.

Xiaobao imitated the way his mother often coaxed him, and patiently comforted the old grandmother in front of him, "Grandma, don't cry, be obedient, and I will be your great-grandson from now on, dear."

When you were sick, I gave you medicine in front of your bed; when you went shopping, I carried your things and paid for you; when you were bored, I chatted with you to relieve your boredom; when you wanted to eat, just call me and I I bought it for you and sent it to you; whenever you need me, just tell me and I will go and accompany you when I have time, okay? "

Mrs. Gu looked at the little man in front of her, her tears flowed even more fiercely, and she choked with sobs: "Okay, okay, Xiaobao must keep his word, grandma takes it seriously."

"Well, a manly man always keeps his word and keeps his word." Xiaobao promised, patting his chest, and then stretched out his little finger and put it in front of Mrs. Gu, "Grandma, if you are really worried, we will pull Gou Gai Is Zhang good?"

Mrs. Gu nodded, like a child, stretching out her little finger to hook little Paula.

"Okay, then you won't be afraid that I will break my promise." Xiaobao smiled sweetly at Mrs. Gu and gave her a reassuring look.

Then he lay next to her ear and lowered his voice, "Grandma, let me tell you secretly! My mommy always teaches me to be honest and not to lie. In fact, I will keep my promise even if I don't have sex with you. .”

"Your mother taught you right and she taught you well." Mrs. Gu held Xiaobao in her arms and refused to let go for a long time.

"Grandma, from now on I will be like Brother Xiaobao and be your great-granddaughter. I will chat with you, buy you beautiful clothes to wear, and buy you the sweetest cake in the world." Pei'er also came over and stood there. By Xiaobao's side, he assured Mrs. Gu unwilling to be outdone.

She wants to be with brother Xiaobao, no matter where they go, they must be together.

Mrs. Gu raised her head and saw Pei'er in front of her. Her heart froze. The child's features were so familiar. He looked so much like Mu Yi'an and her own son.

Is this really just a coincidence?