Mrs. Qi was accompanied by a middle-aged woman, but Mrs. Qi didn't want her to follow her in, so she sent her to wait outside. Soon, there were only three of them left in the waiter.

"Hello, Mrs. Qi!" Dad Xia said hello first and helped her sit aside. Mrs. Qi did not refuse and looked at him with a smile, very kindly.

Xia Xueqing found that the old lady's eyes were indeed very suspicious. No wonder her elder brother would make such a guess.

"Hello, Mrs. Qi! My name is Xia Xueqing, and I'm very sorry that I asked you to make this trip specifically!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Mrs. Qi waved her hand as thin as a withered vine, moved her position slightly, and then carefully looked at Xia Xueqing in front of her.

"Are you brother and sister?"

"Yes." Xia Xueqing's attitude was very respectful.

"It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it at all." What Mrs. Qi said made the two juniors look at each other in confusion.

"Does Mrs. Qi know something about our brothers and sisters?" Xia Xueqing tried to ask boldly.

"Haha, I don't know the inside story, but you must have some questions when you invited me out today. Didn't your father-in-law leave any special words before he passed away?"

Dad Xia shook his head regretfully and said: "My father passed away prematurely. When my mother passed away, I was only 12 years old, and my sister was not sensible yet."

Mrs. Qi was very sad. She was only 12 years old, her parents died, and she still had a young sister to take care of. How did he bear all this?

"Before that, I want to show you something first." Mrs. Qi opened the bag she was carrying with her hands tremblingly, and slowly took it out with trembling hands.

It was a black and white photo, and the old lady pushed the photo in front of them.

The two siblings lowered their heads to take a closer look. After a while, they both showed incredible expressions. Especially Xia Xueqing, who compared the photo with her brother's several times.

"Mrs. Qi, who is the person in this photo?" Xia Xueqing asked urgently.

Mrs. Qi took the photo back into her hand and smiled slightly, with helplessness and memories in her smile, "Do you think they look alike? The face shape and eyebrows are very similar, especially the nose! The person in the photo... is my deceased husband..."

"Ah!" Xia Xueqing and Xia Zhuoyu were shocked at the same time.

Mrs. Qi's eyes moved from the photo to the faces of the two people opposite her, and she said with a wry smile: "My husband who passed away didn't like taking pictures, so he didn't leave many things behind, and there weren't even a few photos. This is what he left behind."

This is the only photo. I’m getting older and my memory is getting worse. Sometimes I can’t even remember what he looked like. After meeting you that night, I found this photo when I went back. The more I looked at it, the more I thought about it.

The secrets become harder to hide."

As she was talking, she started coughing. Dad Xia quickly handed her a cup of hot tea and patted her back gently.

"Slow down, slow down, don't be in a hurry."

"Well, thank you." Mrs. Qi calmed down and continued, "This secret has been hidden in my heart for more than 50 years, and this is the first time I have told it to anyone."

Xia Xueqing and Xia Xueqing were sitting upright, with very serious and solemn expressions on their faces.

"In the fall of that year, my husband suddenly became seriously ill. I went to all the doctors but they were unable to do anything. The family was completely destitute, with three young children. The house leaked and it rained all night. At that time, we encountered the great disaster of the Cultural Revolution.

, my husband was labeled as a left-leaning element, and he was arrested and denounced while he was lying in bed. I cried all day long. It happened that a fellow countryman helped me find a fortune teller, and he calculated the fortune of my newborn son.

He is destined to be incompatible with his father, so he must be passed on to someone else and never be able to recognize him again for eternity. Otherwise, not only my husband, but also my youngest son will be in danger."

Mrs. Qi's broken voice that had been baptized by the years continued to narrate: "At that time, I still refused to believe this nonsense, so I kicked my teacher out. But the next day, my youngest son developed a high fever and cried loudly.

Maybe it was his never-ending crying, the hungry cries of the two older children, and the fact that my husband was dying, that made me collapse! Hiding it from everyone, I secretly wrapped him in a red cloth and walked aimlessly.

I walked until his crying stopped, and I put him down under a persimmon tree, hoping that kind-hearted people would find him soon and raise him successfully. I left a message in the red cloth

The red note contains his birth date, which was 1957, and my youngest son’s birthday is on the second day of August.”

Xia Xueqing and Xia Zhuoyu both held their breaths. They seemed to be deeply shocked by this story, and they couldn't say anything for a moment.

"That night I stayed up all night and it was still dark. I regretted it and ran to look for him under the persimmon tree all night long, but he was no longer there. My heart was desolate and desolate. I could only comfort myself by saying: He should

If he is picked up by a kind person, he will live a better life than with me..."

Mrs. Qi was crying like an old tree making a miserable cracking sound. Her crying voice was full of great regret and sadness, which made people cry.

"Ironically, it didn't take long for my husband to be rehabilitated. After he came back, his illness gradually improved. I guessed that my father's words were effective after all. Later, we deliberately downplayed the matter and waited until my husband became ill.

After we recovered, we moved our family, and by various opportunities, we went to sea to do business. Gradually, it was as if this incident had never happened."

"So, Madam, do you think my eldest brother is your...youngest son?" Xia Xueqing drank a large cup of tea and slowly recovered from the huge shock.

"Well, my eldest son and daughter both look more like me. When I first met Mr. Xia, I had such an assumption, and the birthdays match them."

"Understood, although the deceased parents did not leave any explanation related to this, but things in the world are always coincidences, and we also hope that this matter can be brought to light. If you don't mind, Mrs. Qi, we can do it

A paternity test?”

Now it was Xia's father's turn to turn his head and look at his sister in astonishment. He seemed to have not yet extracted his soul from Mrs. Qi's story.

Xia Xueqing patted his hand, comforted him and said, "Brother, don't you also want to know the answer? You have a vague feeling in your heart, right? The bond between family members is always stretched no matter what."

Mrs. Qi had no objection and was happy to cooperate. For her, finding the little son she missed every day during her lifetime was the greatest gift from God.

Mrs. Qi looked at Dad Xia kindly, as if she directly believed that he was the youngest son she was looking for. Dad Xia was a little surprised. At such an age, he suddenly said that his biological mother had appeared. Although he was not confirmed yet,

After all, he couldn't calm down in his heart, and he didn't know what attitude to use to face this old lady.

"Mrs. Qi, please don't place your expectations too high. With a normal mind, some things should be allowed to take their course. If not, I hope you can accept it calmly."

"Yeah," Mrs. Qi nodded understandingly. Although she said this on her face, she already had the answer in her heart.
Chapter completed!