"We haven’t hurt anyone, have we? We even raised their child for them, and besides, we didn’t ask them to save anyone, they jumped in themselves. If it weren’t for them, our second child might still be alive," Old Lady Lin argued confidently.
"Are you even human?" Lin Baohe’s eyes were red as he glared at her, "Do you have a human heart? You can actually say such things. Fine, from now on, we owe each other nothing." After saying that, he sighed deeply and turned to leave.
Chuxia quickly pulled Zhao Yulan to follow, of course, not forgetting to take their belongings.
The contents inside had just been carefully inspected by Chuxia; the chopsticks were engraved with the character Lin, which she believed neither Old Man Lin nor Old Lady Lin had the skill to engrave. This implies that it’s possible that her own father’s biological father was also surnad Lin, at least ensuring they hadn’t got the surna wrong.
As for the gold ingot, aside from being large, it had no other distinguishing marks.
The bracelet was also a rare object, seemingly made of jade, but Chuxia had never seen jade of such a blood-red color before.
This ans, although there were no marks on the bracelet, if the owner saw it, they would definitely recognize it, which at least was a chance.
On the way back, she shared her findings in detail with Lin Baohe, and indeed, after hearing everything, Lin Baohe’s expression brightened a bit.
"Though I’ve never t your grandparents, knowing that they died in such unclear circumstances still hurts..." he sighed deeply, stroking his daughter’s head, "When Xiaomi cos back, talk to him about it. He ets a lot of people, maybe he will stumble upon a clue."
"Dad, I’ll talk to him. Or maybe I should first ntion it to my in-laws, they might know sothing."
"Let’s wait for Xiaomi to co back. You’ve just married into the family, and concerning your in-laws with this is already a lot. They may not mind, but we also need to think things through and not be as overly cautious as before, yet we shouldn’t lack all consideration."
"Dad, we can be particular about other things, but let’s not about this. This matter relates to your origins; we don’t need to fuss over it. We don’t need to have them deliberately inquire, just to pay attention if they hear sothing about such matters.
Besides, it’s possible they already know about this, couldn’t that kill two birds with one stone? Dad, don’t you want to find your roots as soon as possible?"
Lin Baohe appeared sowhat moved, yet he still hesitated; Zhao Yulan then advised, "Listen to your child, now that we know, sooner rather than later."
"Then what’s the point in returning to this village?" Lin Baohe asked in pain, "After all that hassle of buying this house, what was it all for?"
"Just because your biological parents aren’t in Dalin Village, this place isn’t your ho anymore?" Zhao Yulan glared at him, "Those two might not have treated you well, but haven’t the people in this village treated you well? Besides, even if you find your roots, can you really forget Dalin Village? Dagang’s Grandpa, Gangshun, Jianxin, Liu Bao... these people, will you no longer associate with them?"
Lin Baohe hung his head in silence.
"I know you can’t get over this emotional hurdle right now, not knowing how to deal with those old folks and your elder and younger brothers in the future.
There’s nothing in this world that can’t be overco; listen to , we live as we should, the only difference is that we’ll be without parents who didn’t consider us their own.
This way, from now on, we can both focus solely on living for our daughter, not worrying about others targeting her. Isn’t that right?"
"Mhm." Lin Baohe responded, forcing a smile towards his wife and daughter, "I understand, I’m fine, you two don’t worry."
Chuxia held Lin Baohe’s hand against her cheek, "Dad, no matter what ti it is, Mom and I will always be by your side, supporting you..."
The family chatted as they returned ho, rested for a short while, then headed to Gangshun’s Family.
"I was just thinking about sending Xiaoqing to call you over, dinner’s ready." Seeing the family of three enter, Fat Auntie spoke while uncovering the pot to retrieve the stead buns.
The freshly stead big buns were white and soft, steaming hot, making them instantly appetizing. Luo Xiaoqiong, unable to wait, grabbed one and stuffed it into her mouth, getting her feet jumping from the heat.
"Hopeless!" Fat Auntie shot her a look and handed her the basket, "Take it inside." She then leaned close to Zhao Yulan, "Baohe seems unhappy, did sothing happen? I noticed his somber face on the way back, didn’t dare ask in front of Xiao Jing, what exactly happened?"
"Let’s talk after dinner, sigh!" Zhao Yulan sighed heavily, "An inkling of sothing wrong I always felt, today it finally made sense."
Fat Auntie shot her a glance: "Talk now, you are keeping in suspense, it’s like agony, how can I eat?"
"If I don’t have to keep this from your family, let’s talk while eating then, if I tell you now, I’ll just have to repeat it inside." Zhao Yulan spoke and flipped the door curtain to enter, Fat Auntie reluctantly followed.
All dishes were already prepared on the table, Jing Zhe and Luo Gangshun had also packed away the chess board. As everyone settled at the table, Fat Auntie eagerly nudged Zhao Yulan: "Spill it, quick."
"Spill what?" Luo Gangshun asked puzzled.
"I am not the biological son of those two old folks."
"???!!!"
Lin Baohe’s expression was as casual as if he was saying "what I had for lunch today," but the Luo family’s faces were anything but casual...(to be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to cast recomndation votes at Qidian (qidian), and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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