After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All Big Brothers

  Chapter 520 Officially recognize relatives, the daughter of the Han family (two or three more)

  Jiang Fuyue led the tiger to run around the two people, there was news the next day.

   "Yueyue, your phone is ringing." Han Yunru's voice came from the living room.

  She hurt her hand and did not go to the store today.

  Jiang Fuyue turned around and walked out of the dining room, still holding a half glass of unfinished milk in her hand, walked over and picked up her phone——

"Hey."

   "Sister Yue, I found out that the two emperors came and only arrived in Linhuai yesterday. The specific information has been sent to your mailbox."

   "Okay." After finishing the call, Jiang Fuyue raised her head and drank the rest of the milk, then turned upstairs.

  Turn on the computer, log in to the mailbox, it shows that there was a new email five minutes ago, she clicked to open...

  At this time, sitting in the living room, Han Yunru, who was reading the baking tutorial, suddenly heard the doorbell.

  She thought it was Jiang Da, because this person slipped back quietly when he said that the store was empty before he left the house in the morning. It was less than ten o'clock, and he slipped too early...

  Han Yunru was a little helpless, "husband, you can't..."

  The voice stopped abruptly before the words were finished.

  She looked at the two men, one old and one young, outside the door in a daze.

  Han Qishan opened his mouth, and said "Small as" soft and soft, as if louder it would scare her.

  If you distinguish carefully, there is still a bit of anxiety and tremor in it.

  Han Shen also yelled uncontrollably: "Sister..."

  Han Yunru pursed her lips, some unfamiliar eyes swept over the father and son: "I'm sorry, who are you looking for?"

  Han Qishan's pupils shrank, his old eyes were moist, and there was a faint sorrow.

  Han Shen is better, but he can't help but be slightly slouchy.

  Although the father and son were mentally prepared for a long time, they still felt unacceptable at this moment.

  People who used to be so close, but now they don’t know each other.

  Han Shen let out a suffocating breath, looking at her with clear eyes.

   "Xiao Ru," the man's voice was gentle, and he said, "I'm the brother."

  Han Qishan answered eagerly: "I am a father, do you remember?"

  Under the gaze of the two of them, Han Yunru was startled at first, then slowly shook her head, her thick eyelashes trembling: "I'm sorry..."

   "It doesn't matter," Han Shen waved his hand and asked cautiously: "Then you...trust us?"

  Han Yunru half-closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth were tight, and she didn't speak.

  Han Qishan's eyes flashed disappointment.

  At this moment, Jiang Fuyue hurriedly came down from upstairs: "Mom, there is something I want to tell you--"

  Then she saw the father and son outside the door. At that time, she was still holding the investigation data of the two and the Han family in her hand.

  啧.

  At Jiang Fuyue’s reminder, Han Yunru remembered to let Han Qishan and Han Shenjin speak.

  Han Shen calmly looked at the interior, the decoration was exquisite, and the space was open and bright, and he was relieved.

  It seems that my sister is doing well.

  Han Qishan is also looking around, but he feels completely opposite to his son.

  The furniture is not high-end, the decoration style is more than gorgeous, the personality is not enough, and the baking book that is buckled on the coffee table, how small is it to enter the kitchen?

  "Sit down, drink water or tea?" Han Yunru asked.

   "Water will do."

  Han Yunru enters the kitchen, Jiang Fuyue looks at the two without evasiveness.

  Han Qishan moved his lips: "...is Yueyue?"

   "Hello." She nodded slightly.

   "Hey, I am grandpa! Is it grandpa on your side? Or grandpa?"

  Jiang Fuyue neither said grandfather nor grandfather, but said: "It's okay."

  The old man's eyes darkened.

  Han Shen sighed, as he was getting older, he still wanted to call him from the little girl.

  But the little girl is very clever, and she avoids calmly, and can block the old man speechless.

   "Hello Yueyue, if your mother is willing to admit us, then you should call me uncle."

  He added the premise.

  Jiang Fuyue is now looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, with handsome features and a sense of righteousness.

   met her gaze and did not evade.

   "You are very similar to your mother."

  Han Shen is actually more like Han Qishan, but there is still a vague similarity between Han Yunru and Han Yunru.

   "I was born with me, of course I look like it."

  The man laughed lowly, until Han Yunru came out of the kitchen with a cup of water.

   "Drink some water."

   "Hey!" Han Qishan took it and took a sip, feeling that the water his daughter poured was sweeter than honey.

  Han Shen said: "..." It doesn't have to be so.

  Han Yunru sat on the opposite sofa under the gaze of the two, and was silent for a moment, "I..."

  Han Qishan immediately sat upright.

  Han Shen couldn't help but look straight.

  She swept the two of them, and pursed her lips: "I don't remember the past."

"It's ok."

   "It doesn't matter."

   Both father and son speak at the same time.

  Han Yun is astonished.

  Jiang Fuyue also raised her eyebrows with interest.

  "If you forget the past, you will forget it. Shall we meet again?" Han Shen looked at his sister, as if he was about to exhaust his whole life of gentleness, with a cautious tone in his tone.

  He said, “I’m the eldest brother, my name is Han Shen, you also have a second brother named Han Ke, and your third brother named Han Heng.”

  The old man could not sit still, and madly winked at his son: What about me? And I! And I!

  Han Shen's mouth twitched: "This is Dad."

   "My name is Han Qishan." The old man added obediently.

  Han Yunru glanced at Han Shen, and when he glanced over the father, he only swiped it lightly, and then staggered.

  The two only when she couldn't adapt for a while.

  Jiang Fuyue was thoughtful.

   "Xiaoru, it's my father's fault that made you wandering out alone for more than 20 years. I... I'm sorry." The old man's eyes were painful and his old eyes were red.

  "Dad..." Han Shen felt uneasy. Just about to say something, he saw the old man wave his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say more.

   "I know it's too late to say anything. I can't look back in the past 20 years. I don't want to redeem this sin. I only want to make up for one or two in my lifetime."

  Han Yunru lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Han Qishan lowered his posture even lower: "Xiaoru, Dad knows that he was wrong. Would you like to return to the capital with me? You are the only daughter of the Han family. No matter what you want to do, your three brothers and I will support you unconditionally." Of course. Including divorce!

In Han Qishan's view, it is absolutely impossible to marry someone like Jiang Da unless her daughter has amnesia. She has been wronged for more than 20 years, and now she can finally break free. He must regard her as a jewel in his palm and not let anyone bully her. !

  Han Shen didn't expect the old man to be so anxious. He didn't even figure out the situation, so he couldn't wait to tell Xiaoru's life.

  This will only backfire!

  Sure enough--

   "Sorry, are you really sure that I am your daughter?"

  Han Qishan: "Of course! It can't be wrong!"

  No matter how old you look, or when you disappeared, it is exactly the same, you don’t even need to do a paternity test at all, and you can’t deceive people just by looking at the blood kinship surging in the bones.

   "Even if I am, but I don't want to go to the imperial capital."

  The old man was stunned: "...Why? Don't you want our family to be reunited?"

  Han Yunru: "My home is in Linhuai."

"Can……"

   "Dad!" Han Shen interrupted quickly, "If Xiao has her plan, don't make trouble."

  "How can this be called chaos? I am..." i

  The door bell rang, interrupting the father's next words.

  Jiang Fuyue got up and drove.

"Yueyue, where's your mother? She didn't do anything, right? You can take good care of her, and the wound on her hand can't get water..." Jiang Da put down the vegetables he brought back while changing his shoes. .

   Suddenly, he stared at the extra pair of men’s leather shoes: "A visitor is here?"

  Jiang Fuyue nodded.

   "Who? Is it a neighbor again?"

  Jiangda tried new dishes before, and the family was tired of eating. Even Wu Qian was fattened by ten kilograms. In the end, no one joined him. He simply called a few neighbors to eat.

  From then on, neighbors have become friends, and friends have become fans.

  Occasionally, I would come to visit the house, huh...mainly to eat Jiang Da’s dishes.

   But this time...

  Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "Not a neighbor."

   "Who is that?" Jiang Da asked, carrying vegetables to the living room.

  The next second, the footsteps stopped.

  I saw two men, one old and one young, sitting on the sofa. Seeing him coming in, the old man stood up as stable as a mountain. The younger one stood up and stretched out his hand to him: "Hello, this is Han Shen."

  Jiangda is a little uncomfortable with such an elite handshake, his expression is stunned, and he is at a loss.

   He heard the old man hum, seemingly dissatisfied.

  Jiangda quickly shook the hand from the other party: "Sorry, I'm not used to..."

   "It's okay." Han Shen smiled gently.

  Jiangda frowned: "Have we met? You look familiar."

   "At the hospital yesterday, outside the consultation room."

   "Oh-it was you!"

  But...Why did this man come to the house? Jiang Da couldn't help thinking.

  　 Yesterday two or three changes were made together, three thousand words.

  　　 Today is 12 o’clock.

  (End of this chapter)