This stepmother is a bit crazy

As soon as Liao Guoan heard this, he immediately became energetic: "No, I will go with you now. Please wait for me for a while."

Liao Guoan was afraid that his brother-in-law would change his mind, so he quickly went up to ask for leave.

Come out and ride a bicycle back with Zheng Hao.

Mother Zheng was cleaning the utensils for setting up the stall. When she saw her son-in-law suddenly coming back with her son, she hurriedly came out of the kitchen and prepared to greet him.

"Mom, I have to go back later. You are busy with your business, don't worry about me." Liao Guoan watched Zheng Hao enter the room and figured out how much to take.

"Mom, who touched my bag?"

Zheng Hao, who was shouting, picked up his bag and shouted out.

Mother Zheng knew what he was talking about when she saw the bag he was carrying.

"Your dad came back just now. He went in and took ten electronic watches. Five mechanical watches left. He said they were for a few colleagues who were doing well in the workplace."

Zheng Hao sighed and lost another big vote.

His father would not give the profit to him if he took it away.

It can be seen from this that when he goes out in the future, he will definitely lock the door.

Liao Guoan was secretly amused when he saw Zheng Hao's painful and tight look.

"Tell me, brother-in-law, how much more do you want?"

Anyway, the flesh has been cut off, so there is nothing missing.

Liao Guoan paused for a moment, then tentatively added a few more dollars: "Electronic watches are 15 yuan, mechanical watches are 13 yuan."

He didn't just pretend to give him some extra money and give him the original price.

It's not appropriate for my brother-in-law to give him too little, and he won't make any money if he gives too much.

Anyway, the money he earned ended up in the hands of his sister.

"Ok."

Zheng Hao counted the goods to him.

He didn't have time to rest at home anymore, so he went out with his brother-in-law, planning to sell them all.

It made his father think about, yes, the man next to him.

The old man returned home after eating and drinking.

Holding the tea cup.

Looking at the portraits of the old woman and her son hanging on the wall of the main room.

Suddenly, his hand shook, and the tea in the tea cup spilled all over the floor.

He ran back into the house without his feet touching the ground, took out the hanging key from his waist, shivered, and inserted it several times before aligning it with the keyhole.

Pull out the entire drawer at once.

Fell over on the desk table.

Pick up a notebook with a black cover.

Open it and take out a one-inch black and white photo.

The child in the photo is almost exactly the same as Yu Mo Zhang.

The old man, whose heart was beating non-stop, had no intention of clearing the table.

He took a few more photos of older people and put them in his pocket.

I locked the door and came out, instead of waiting for the bus at the bus stop. After exiting the alley, I hailed a tricycle on the side of the road and took a ride to Gardenia Alley.

Zhang Honghua came out to the garbage and saw the old man coming back from a distance with a strange look on his face.

Put down the dustpan and wait for him at the door.

When he was approaching, he asked: "Old man, is something wrong?"

After asking, Zhang Honghua found that the old man's legs were shaking uncontrollably as he walked, his mouth was pursed, and he had one hand in his pocket.

The old man glanced at her and said nothing. He took out the one-inch black and white photo from his pocket and handed it to her.

Zhang Honghua took a look and asked strangely: "Old man, why do you have Yu Mo's photo?"

Didn't that child just come back with Xiao Ran?

"This is a picture of my son when he was little."

The old man said word by word.

"what?"

Zhang Honghua was shocked and exclaimed.

Others in the yard heard it, came out and saw the photo in the old man's hand, and looked at each other. It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?Several people gathered around the old man and came to Jiang Linran's house.

Knowing the purpose of his visit, Jiang Linran took the photo and looked at it carefully. It was indeed very similar to Yu Mo, especially the eyes, nose, and ears.

But the appearance cannot be used as proof. There are many people who look like Yu Mo, his grandson.

Jiang Linran coughed twice and cleared his throat.

"Grandpa, he does look very similar, but you can't say he is your lost grandson just based on his appearance, right? If something goes wrong, it will be bad for everyone."

It would have been nice if this had been done decades later and a paternity test had been done.

But this technology doesn’t exist yet.

technology?By the way, if she had money, she would invest in scientific research.

"Yes, Xiao Ran is right. Old man, do you have anything else that can prove that Yu Mo is your grandson?"

Zhang Honghua, who was full of enthusiasm just now, calmed down after hearing Jiang Linran's words.

"Things? I don't have them. Not long after my son died, his mother took all the money in the family and took him away. I only found out later when I saw his mother and asked Xiaozhi that he had lost it."

Everyone looks at me and I look at you, but I don’t know what to do.

But the two are indeed very similar.

But if they really recognize each other, what if they don't?
Suddenly, the old man slapped his thigh.

"My Xiaozhi has two black moles in a row on his left buttock, which are arranged vertically."

Zhao Dakui, who took Yumo to take a bath, thought about it, and it seemed that there was.

Jiang Linran saw the look he was throwing at him: "Brother Da Kui, take Yu Mo to have a look. Master, please mark the approximate location of the mole, or draw it for us to see."

"well."

The old man responded repeatedly.

Jiang Linran handed him the pen and paper.

Zhao Dakui and the village chief went next door and asked Yumo to take off his pants and show them his butt.

Yu Mo was confused, wondering why they wanted to look at his butt.

He quickly ran to the corner and his back was against the wall.

The village chief patted his head and realized belatedly that the father and son didn't say anything, but they wanted to see Yumo's butt. It would be strange if he agreed.

After all, he is eight or nine years old and considered a big kid.

"Is such that······"

After the village chief finished speaking, Yu Mo hesitated for a while.

Then he turned around and took off his pants a little.

"Okay, do you want to come with us?"

Zhao Dakui remembered the location clearly and asked Yumo.

Yumo was silent for a moment and nodded.

Zhao Dakui took him and returned to the living room with the village chief.

Jiang Linran handed the old man's drawing to the village chief.

After reading it, the village chief handed it to his son.

Then, the two of them nodded: "This is the position."

As soon as these words came out, the old man became excited. He ran to Yumo, looked at Yumo carefully, and with trembling hands, he grabbed Yumo's little hand: "You are my grandson, Yumo, you are my grandson, My old Song family has an heir."

Jiang Linran wanted the old man to calm down, for fear of scaring him. Before Yu Mo said anything, he saw the old man suddenly sitting on the ground, his face turned blue, and he was out of breath.

They were so frightened that they all stood up and gathered around the old man.

"Are you okay, old man?"

Zhang Honghua took the fan in her hand and fanned him.

Zhao Dakui was behind, supporting his back.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine."

The old man calmed down quietly for a while, then followed Zhao Dakui's strength and slowly got up, stood up, walked to the chair and sat down.

Jiang Linran poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

Turning around, he saw Yumo standing there blankly, grabbing at the corners of his clothes in confusion.

"Yu Mo, come here."