Yao Cuixiang was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "No, it's impossible. My brother and sister-in-law said they would treat Xiaobao well. They said so."

Qian Youde is a man of seventy years old, brave and responsible. He never slacks off during training, never backs down during a mission, and is always ready to sacrifice his life for the country and the people. However, such a man is extremely powerless at this moment.

"I ask you, why did you switch my son to your brother and sister-in-law's house who are worse than pigs and dogs?" Although he had already heard one answer from the couple, he still wanted to hear the answer from Yao Cuixiang's mouth.

Yao Cuixiang was still muttering to herself, saying that her brother and sister-in-law were not that kind of people, and that her Xiaobao must still be alive.

Qian Youde growled, "Shut up! I'll ask you again, why did you exchange my son for your brother and sister-in-law, who are worse than pigs and dogs? Why?"

Yao Cuixiang hunched her neck and lowered her head, whispering, "My mother said, my mother said she read Xiaobao's fortune and said that Xiaobao's fate is too difficult and will bring bad luck to his relatives. He needs to stay away from his relatives to improve his fate."

Qian Youde had heard this answer when he was in his hometown. Yao Cuixiang's brother and sister-in-law said the same thing, almost word for word as Yao Cuixiang said, but their mother had passed away three months ago and there was no evidence to prove it.

Qian Youde is not trustworthy.

How stupid does a person have to be to believe such nonsense and then throw his own child into the wolf's den and raise someone else's child?

"You are lying!" Qian Youde decided to trick Yao Cuixiang.

Yao Cuixiang shook her head, "I didn't, I didn't lie."

Qian Youde said, "Your brother and sister-in-law initially gave the same explanation as you, but after entering the Public Security Bureau, your eldest brother gave a different answer."

Yao Cuixiang's face turned pale.

Qian Youde added, "I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to tell me, or do you want me to tell you? If you let me tell you, then I won't keep this a secret for you."

Yao Cuixiang's face became paler and paler, her lips trembled constantly, and her eyes were filled with fear.

Qian Youde's face became increasingly gloomy. Even when Yao Cuixiang heard that her own son had died, she did not show such a horrified expression.

What exactly happened?

Qian Youde made a move to leave, "If you don't tell me, I'll file a report and expose all the bad things that happened to your Yao family to the public."

"No—" Yao Cuixiang rushed forward and hugged Qian Youde's trouser legs tightly, tears rolling down her face. "No, I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

So, Qian Youde heard an extremely absurd story.

Yao Cuixiang was not originally the daughter of the Yao family. She was picked up by the old lady of the Yao family from the mountains. At that time, the old lady Yao's biological daughter was seriously ill and would not live for many days. The two were almost eighteen years old. After the biological daughter died, the old lady Yao let the picked up girl live in the Yao family under the name of her biological daughter.

Few people in Yaojia Village knew about this, and the Yao family only told others that Yao Cuixiang was their biological daughter.

But true is true, and false is false.

Yao Cuixiang was eleven years old when she came to the Yao family. She remembered everything and understood everything.