It was already evening when they arrived at the village entrance. Upon meeting the local villagers, they quickly inquired about Lin Zhiheng's whereabouts.

Shen Mengya told Yi Mingjun his name over the phone.

Shen Mengya was afraid that Yi Mingjun wouldn't believe her, and also afraid that if Yi Mingjun came here, he wouldn't be able to find Lin Zhiheng, so she told Yi Mingjun all the detailed information about Lin Zhiheng.

The villagers told them where Lin Zhiheng worked, so they went to find him.

The country roads were difficult to drive on, so I parked the car on the side of the main road and walked to the fields.

Before they even reached Lin Zhiheng's workplace, a curious middle-aged woman stopped them.

"What is your relationship to Lin Zhiheng, the educated youth? I think you two look a bit like him."

Liu Xiangrong didn't speak, seemingly still somewhat disgusted with her relationship with Lin Zhiheng.

Yi Mingjun said with a smile, "Xiao Heng is a child we lost many years ago. We've come to find him."

He quietly tugged at his wife's sleeve, signaling with his eyes that even if he was just pretending, he should at least make it look convincing so that he could get rid of the child.

Liu Xiangrong seemed to understand and quickly put on a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes. We are Xiao Heng's biological parents. It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of him after he was born, which led to him being stolen. We went through many hardships and finally found him. We want to reunite with him as soon as possible."

As she spoke, she forced out two tears and pretended to wipe them away.

"So you are Lin Zhiqing's parents. Judging from your clothes, you seem to be very capable. I heard that Lin Zhiqing had a very hard life before. He was a beggar when he was young and was bullied. Later, he came here to become an educated youth. Fortunately, his biological parents have come to find him. Now that you will take care of him, that child's suffering has finally come to an end."

Neither Yi Mingjun nor Liu Xiangrong were moved in the slightest when they heard about Lin Zhiheng's past experiences.

For Yi Mingjun, the fact that he didn't feed Lin Zhiheng to wolves when he was a child and that Lin Zhiheng was still alive was already a blessing. Even if Lin Zhiheng became a beggar, he was lucky.

Liu Xiangrong had long believed that the child had been eaten by wolves. She thought he was a jinx and it was only natural that he was eaten by wolves.

Now that she knows he still exists, if it weren't for the fact that she needs him to be used as a blood bag for her Jin'er, she might not want him to live in this world.

Therefore, no matter how much suffering that child endures, she not only feels no pity, but also thinks it's too lenient.

After all, no matter how much suffering you endure, you're still alive.

The two men pretended to be friendly in front of the old lady and asked her for directions to Lin Zhiheng's work location. After the old lady gave them directions, she led them a long way in that direction, fearing they wouldn't be able to find it.

“Look, Lin Zhiqing is over there, the one in black is her.”

"Okay, thank you, big sister."

The two of them hurried to find Lin Zhiheng.

Lin Zhiheng was weeding in the wheat field. He and the other male commune members each had a plot of land of two mu (approximately 0.33 acres). Once they finished weeding, they would earn enough work points.

Lin Zhiheng was the only one in the area. He never slacked off when he was working, and he was busy hoeing the ground. He didn't pay much attention when he noticed two people quietly approaching him.

If those two people were looking for him, they would have called him by name directly. If they weren't looking for him, they were just passing by and had nothing to do with him, so why should he care?

Yi Mingjun and Liu Xiangrong approached Lin Zhiheng and, after getting a clear look at his appearance,...

I was suddenly startled.

This child not only looks like them, but also inherited their best features, making him much more handsome than the child in their family.

He's already as tall as Yi Mingjun. The kid is still young; if he grows up a bit more, he'll definitely be a tall, handsome man.

Other parents would be very happy to see that their child is handsome.

When Yi Mingjun saw how grown up his son had become, and looked at his son's face, which resembled his own, he couldn't help but feel a little pity.

But Liu Xiangrong secretly resented Lin Zhiheng, hating him for being so good-looking. What good was being good-looking? She might as well have given his good looks to their Jin'er.

Yi Mingjun cleared his throat and spoke first, calling out to Lin Zhiheng with a slight stutter.

"Heng, little Heng."

Lin Zhiheng heard the sound, looked up, and saw a couple in their thirties or forties standing opposite him.

He was initially puzzled as to why the strange couple called him by his nickname, but after looking at them for a moment, he realized that they actually looked somewhat similar to him.

Soon, a bad feeling crept into his mind.

Judging from the couple's appearance and age, they are very likely his parents, from whom he has been separated for a long time.

However, even with his biological parents right in front of him, he had no desire to get close to them. Instead, he wanted to stay far away and avoid seeing them.

He stopped, gripping the hoe handle tightly, feeling extremely distressed.

"Xiao Heng".

Yi Mingjun took two steps closer to him. "Xiao Heng, I'm your father. We've found you, we've finally found you."

He turned his head to signal Liu Xiangrong behind him to follow. Liu Xiangrong also came over and gave Lin Zhiheng a fake smile: "Xiao Heng, it's great that your father and mother have found you again. You have no idea how hard we have been looking for you, child. We have been thinking about you so much over the years that we have almost gone crazy. You must have missed your mother very much."

As Lin Zhiheng listened to their voices, his head felt as if it were being struck by a curse, or as if it had been thrown into a tangled mess of rope. It hurt so much, it was so confusing, he couldn't make sense of anything, and he didn't want to make sense of anything.

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