Rebirth 90: The Long Road to Finding a Son

Judging from the child's appearance, Mrs. Qian was basically certain that the child was indeed the second son's.

Although the second brother and his wife seldom return to the village, it is impossible for them not to tell me about such a big thing as having a child, right?

Even their youngest son Qian Longfei, the Qian family went to Mafang City to celebrate his full moon. Why have they never heard of or seen this child?

Watching Sun Xiao eat the watermelon in small bites, and even tearing a piece of toilet paper from the kang to pad his hands to prevent the watermelon juice from getting on his hands and clothes, he is indeed unlike those children who grew up in the village.

Old Mrs. Sun remembered that after all the conversations outside, the child had not mentioned his name yet. So, she asked curiously, "You said you are my son's, so what is your name? Your parents have never mentioned you before?"

Sun Xiaohao remembered that just now at the door, the old lady mentioned Qian Xiaoshu's name and said that he was pretending to be Qian Xiaoshu, so he replied: "My name is Qian Xiaoshu!"

"Puff, cough~ cough~ What's your name?" Old Mrs. Qian, who was eating a watermelon, was shocked by Sun Xiaohao's words.

Sun Xiaohao ignored Mrs. Qian's reaction and repeated, "Grandma, I said my name is Qian Xiaoshu, Qian means spend money, Xiao means big, and Shu means tree!"

Old Madam Qian stared at him for several seconds before she reacted. She muttered to herself, "One little tree was lost, and another one came. Could it be that the weird-looking little tree was an imposter?"

But after thinking about it carefully, this idea is untenable. Because the child was given to them by the second son and his wife, and they personally went to register the child, and the child was registered under the name of the eldest son Qian Jincai.

And although they had only come back three or five times in the past few years, they had seen Qian Xiaoshu, and because they had complained, they had severely beaten the child. So the second son and his wife must have known that it was the child they brought back.

The more Mrs. Qian thought about it, the more confused she became. She felt like her brain was no longer able to think straight.

Sun Xiaohao saw the doubts in Mrs. Qian's heart and asked nonchalantly, "Grandma, you don't think I came to your house to eat and drink for free, do you? Look at how much I look like my mother, and my grandmother's family members all look similar. Do you think this is the case?"

Old Lady Qian listened to Sun Xiaohao's words and thought carefully about the only two meetings she had with the Zhan family. It was true that the family, from the old to the young, all looked very similar. The most typical features were frog eyes and flat mouths, and the child also looked like this.

Next, Mrs. Qian wanted to inquire about her second son's situation and asked, "Then how did you get separated from your parents? Do you know what your parents did?"

Sun Xiaohao shook his head and said a little aggrievedly: "I don't know, they didn't tell me."

Old Mrs. Qian then asked, "What about your parents and their other children? Where are they? Why aren't they with you?"

Sun Xiaohao replied: "I didn't live with them. My parents asked me to live somewhere by myself. They came to see me once and then left. No one was taking care of me, so I went to find the police uncle myself."

"So do you live with your parents? We can't contact your parents now, and there is no way for you to ask them what's going on." Old Mrs. Qian was a little worried about this.

The village was saying that the second son and his wife had committed a crime, and the police were looking for them. She had been feeling uneasy these days, worried that something might happen, but she hadn't heard of the second son yet, and instead had a grandson she had never heard of.

Alas, there is no other way now, let's just keep him. This child is quite close to me, not shy, speaks Mandarin nicely, eats politely, and his little movements are pretty no matter how you look at them, but his face is not good-looking, like his mother. Fortunately, he is not like the first little tree, who was obviously not their Qian family's child.

When the other members of the Qian family came back and saw that there was an extra child, they hurriedly asked Mrs. Qian what was going on. After listening to Mrs. Qian's description of what happened today, they were all very curious about this child.

Qian Meijuan stretched her neck and asked Sun Xiaohao: "You said you are also a small tree? You are much taller than the lost small tree!

How come your skin is so white? How come you speak Mandarin so well? I will be your sister from now on. Can I learn to speak Mandarin from you?

My aunt married and moved to the provincial capital. She speaks Mandarin very well. I love the way she speaks, but unfortunately I can never imitate her. If you live here all day, I will be able to speak Mandarin very quickly."

Qian Meijuan's speech made Sun Xiaohao feel very annoyed. But he did not show it, but nodded happily and said, "Okay, sister! My parents always told me that there is a sister Meijuan at my grandmother's house. She is very beautiful. It seems that they really didn't lie to me!"

Qian Meijuan was very pleased with Sun Xiaohao's flattery. She reached out and gently pinched Sun Xiaohao's cheek and said, "Did my second uncle and second aunt really say that about me? I haven't seen them many times, but many of my classmates say that I'm pretty. Everyone in our Qian family is pretty.

It’s just a pity that you look too much like Second Aunt, but luckily you’re pretty cute, hahahaha…”

Qian Meijuan was talking to herself, thinking that Sun Xiaohao, a little kid, couldn't understand her. Little did she know that Sun Xiaohao rolled his eyes in his heart and labeled Qian Meijuan as a fool, easy to fool!

Qian Longbin was not very interested in the new kid. He had found a new way to pass the time. He rarely hung around in the village and town and rode a bicycle to the county town every day.

However, his family members were used to him hanging out during the day and no one asked him what he was doing.

Now, he has become a regular customer of the Hutong video hall. After watching the videos, a fire in his heart is ignited. He always thinks about the scenes in the videos in his mind and is ready to find a chance to try them out himself.

After returning from outside, he yelled to Yu Min: "Mom, I'm hungry, is the meal ready?"

Yu Min had already cooked a large pot of rice porridge, cut some pickled vegetables into shreds, and made some cold eggplant. She was now making pancakes in a wood-fired pot.

Hearing his son's shouting, he said unhappily, "All you do is ask me what to eat. You are already seventeen years old. I asked you to go to school but you didn't go. I asked you to work as an apprentice in a car repair shop but you didn't go. You are just hanging around every day and not doing your job properly. You are old enough to get married. Can you stop worrying about me all the time?"

Yu Min was worried about her son. She didn't care how capable he would be, but he should at least be able to support himself. But he was becoming more and more like his unreliable father. She was afraid that he would grow up to be a useless man who only knew how to eat, drink, play and look for women.

Old Mrs. Qian was listening to Yu Min's words in the room and was unhappy. She immediately came out to refute Yu Min: "How old is my eldest grandson? Even if he hangs around for a few more years, I can still support him. You don't need to worry about it. What are you unhappy about?"