Yang Ruoqing jumped off the carriage, went to the courtyard gate and called in.

In the courtyard, there were rapid footsteps, and then the courtyard door creaked open, and Yang Huazhong's face appeared inside the courtyard door. Behind him, Mr. Sun stood.

"Qing'er, are you really back?"

Seeing Yang Ruoqing standing at the door, Yang Huazhong asked in surprise.

"This night, your mother urged me to come over and open the door several times. Finally, this time it's really you!" Yang Huazhong said again.

After Caigang finished speaking, Sun squeezed in from behind and took Yang Ruoqing's hand.

"What's up, have you found Chen'er?" the woman asked anxiously, the fingers holding her arm tightening.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then raised her hand to hold Sun's hand: "Mom, the information is wrong, and it's not our Chen'er."

"Ah?" Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, and then her hand dropped weakly, her whole person being enveloped in a layer of depression and loss.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom, don't be like this, it's because fate hasn't arrived yet, don't rush..."

Mrs. Sun lowered her head, still a little overwhelmed.

On the side, Yang Huazhong saw this and quickly said to Mrs. Sun: "Mother Qing'er, don't be like this. Qing'er and Tang Yazi are more anxious than you."

"Qing'er is right. This matter depends on fate. You can't rush it."

"You, please don't put a burden on the children. The children arrived home in the middle of the night. They must be tired and hungry. You should hurry up and give them something to eat!" Yang Huazhong urged.

Mrs. Sun just regained her composure and quickly said to Yang Ruoqing: "It's okay, it's okay. Look slowly and you'll definitely find our Chen'er."

"What about that? Where's Tangyazi?" asked Sun.

Yang Ruoqing turned sideways and glanced behind her, "Come down."

Yang Huazhong was about to help pick up the car, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Mom, dad, don't rush there yet, I have something to tell you..."

…

When the carriage drove into the yard of Yang Huazhong's house, when Yang Ruoqing took Dazhi out of the carriage and fell asleep again.

Yang Huazhong and Sun couldn't help but come forward. They couldn't wait to enter the main room. With the light of the lantern hanging at the door of the main room, they took a look at Dazhi.

"Oh my god, this kid..."

Mrs. Sun was so shocked that she couldn't even speak.

"If Qing'er hadn't said hello to us in advance, I would have thought it was Chen'er who came back," said Sun.

Next to him, Yang Huazhong also had a look of astonishment on his face, "It's so similar, it's so similar, these facial features..."

"Qing'er, this child named Dazhi, could it be our Chen'er? Are you mistaken? How can there be such similar looks in the world?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Dad, it's true. This child is really called Dazhi. He is the son of a fisherman couple from Yangzhou."

"When I first delivered the baby, it was the steady woman from Hekou Village who delivered her."

"Besides, Chen'er has a birthmark with a wolf's head on his buttocks. That birthmark was imprinted on it by his grandmother with a hairpin on her head on the third day after birth."

"There is also a mark like that on Tangyazi's buttocks. It will never be washed away or fade in a lifetime."

"Even if it is cut out artificially, it will leave a scar."

"So, Dazhi is not Chen'er, he just happens to look similar." Yang Ruoqing finally said.

Hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, Yang Huazhong and Sun looked in disbelief.

"There really are such strange things in the world. This is the first time in my life that I have seen it." Sun said.

"When everyone sees it tomorrow, I'm afraid they will admit their mistake." She added.

Yang Huazhong said: "This is really fate. If you accept this child as your son, he will be our grandson from now on. We will also help take care of him."

Yang Ruoqing felt grateful in her heart for her kind family members.

After entering the house, Yang Ruoqing and Sun sent Dazhi to sleep in the backyard where Yang Ruoqing used to live.

Luo Fengtang stayed in the main room and talked with Yang Huazhong about what happened during the trip to Hekou Village.

In the backyard room, when Yang Ruoqing put Dazhi into bed, the child woke up and opened his eyes.

"It's okay, it's aunt, you go back to sleep." Yang Ruoqing smiled softly, raised her hand and gently stroked his hair, which was yellow and sparse due to severe malnutrition.

The guard in Dazhi's eyes dropped, he turned over, and then fell into a deep sleep.

"This child has probably never had a full meal or a comfortable sleep since he was born!"

Mrs. Sun came to the bedside, looked at the child on the bed, and couldn't help but whisper.

Yang Ruoqing gave a slight 'hmm', raised her hand and lowered the curtains rolled up on both sides, and then she and Sun returned to the table and sat down.

"Qing'er, since you have accepted Dazhi as your godson, why do you still claim to be your aunt instead of your mother?" Mrs. Sun couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ruoqing smiled. Has her mother noticed this little detail?

"In my mind, the title mother is sacred, great, and unique," she said.

"Dazhi was born to a drunkard's daughter-in-law who was pregnant for ten months and gave birth to her through hard work."

"She is his real mother. If I accept him as my godson, it would be better to call me aunt or godmother,"

"The title mother should always be reserved for the wife of an alcoholic. It's really not easy for her. She endured the pain and gave up her love for her son. I really admire this spirit of sacrifice." She said.

Mrs. Sun nodded, looking moved when she heard this.

"I was just wondering, will our baby feel sad when he sees Dazhi?" Ms. Sun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised for a moment, "Sad? How do you say that?"

Sun said: "Think about it, our whole family is doting on her right now, and so many pairs of eyes are staring at her."

"Now, suddenly there is another child in the family, who is about the same age as him. I am worried that she will be unhappy."

"Especially seeing that you and Tang Yazi are so good to Da Zhi, I'm afraid that our baby is young and won't be able to turn around, and he won't be happy when the time comes..." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded. She knew her daughter's temperament well.

The little Gongju in the family is used to being the center of attention, and is also used to being pampered alone.

Suddenly bringing back Dazhi and adding another family member, for her, maybe it will be as Sun worried.

There was some impact on my little mind.

but……

"Mom, don't worry, I will take care of this." Yang Ruoqing said.
Chapter completed!