32 Chapter 32 (Three in One

◎She is not your biological daughter◎

"Master Qianyang, is there any problem?"

Noticing the abnormality on Qianyang's face, the old principal felt a little uneasy.

Qianyang tightened his lips, took out the Wentian Plate from the cloth bag, confirmed the direction, and activated it.

The Wentian Plate has three roulette wheels. When it rotates to the second roulette wheel, the magnetic spoon in the middle seems to have lost its direction and moves back and forth in small increments.

That's right.

The owner of this Bazi died young.

"Master Qianyang, has something happened to my granddaughter?" The old principal looked nervous.

Qianyang pursed his lips and lowered his head, "...I don't know."

Qianyang did not lie, he really didn't know what happened to his granddaughter.

She only knew the result: his granddaughter had died.

"No, I don't know?" The old principal's face was filled with lingering panic. "Don't lie to an old man like me. Did something happen to my granddaughter? Is she okay?"

Qian Yang was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm not a god after all. There are some things I can't calculate, and even if I could, they wouldn't be 100% accurate."

"But……"

"Principal, if you are so worried, you should just ask your uncles and aunts directly." Yang Wei reminded.

The old principal stamped his feet. "Hope nothing happens! Master, could you please wait a moment? I'm so worried. I'll call my son and ask first!"

Qianyang nodded, "Okay."

[The host's tone seems a little off.]

[I also think that when she told fortunes for others before, she always spoke in a positive tone.]

[Oh my god, the Heaven-asking Plate has been taken out.]

【Is there really something wrong? 】

[It feels a bit like that. They don't even allow their granddaughter to talk to the principal on the phone anymore.]

Please don't do that...

The old principal's hands were trembling as he took out a smartphone, logged into the social software, and made a video call to his son.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the video call was finally connected.

"dad."

"Where is Xixi? Where is my darling granddaughter? What happened to her? Are you hiding something from me? I want to see Xixi!" said the old principal in a tough tone.

"Xixi? She's been sick these past two days. Let's wait until she's feeling better..."

"No! I want to talk to her now!"

Hearing this, the man showed a helpless expression, "Dad..."

"Hurry up! Otherwise I'll rush over tonight to see for myself what's going on!"

The man sighed and turned the camera over, revealing a clean white hospital bed. A small girl was lying in thick bedding. Her face was very pale, and upon closer inspection, one could see a faint breath coming from her chest.

The old principal saw his granddaughter's pale face and was immediately heartbroken. "What happened to Xixi? Do you know how to take care of a child? If you can't take care of her, just send Xixi back to me. I'm so heartbroken!"

The man said, "We're just worried that you might be upset, so we plan to talk to you when she's better."

"What's going on? Why does it look so serious?"

The man explained, "The test results haven't come out yet. The doctor said we need to observe for a while. It might be...acute leukemia."

"...What?" The old principal was stunned. "How, how could it be so serious? Xixi... Xixi... I'll be there right away! How could you hide such a serious matter from me? If it weren't for Master Qianyang's bad face, I would still be in the dark!"

The man comforted him, "Dad, we didn't dare tell you before because we were afraid you would be anxious."

"How can I not be anxious? Leukemia... that's no small matter!" The old principal's eyes turned red with anxiety. "If anything happens to Xixi, will I, an old man, survive?!"

The man continued, "Dad, don't worry. The test results haven't come out yet, so it doesn't necessarily mean it's acute leukemia. Besides, we've already made an appointment with one of the world's top leukemia doctors, and there have been almost no complications since surgery. As soon as the results come out, the hospital will immediately perform stem cell matching. And since we're all here, the chances of a successful match between relatives are very high."

"No, I must go over and take a look..."

"Please don't come over. We've been so busy lately that we won't be able to take care of you if you come. You might even cause us more trouble. I'll let you know as soon as the results come out. When Xixi wakes up, I'll ask her to call you back so you can rest assured."

Although the old principal was anxious, he still had his wits about him. He knew that if he rushed over there, he would be unfamiliar with the place and would not only be of no help, but might even cause trouble for them. So he had to remind them, "Be sure to tell me the results as soon as you get them! Take good care of Xixi over there, and hire the best doctor! I can also match Xixi's test results! If anything happens to her, I'll beat you to death!"

"I understand, Dad. Don't worry, we will definitely hire the best doctor to take good care of her."

Listening to their conversation, Qianyang fell into deep thought.

【Ahhh, I hope Xixi is okay! 】

[As long as the matching is successful and the surgery is performed by the world's top doctors, the chances of success are very high! ]

[Children with acute leukemia have a high chance of being cured.]

[Don't worry too much, the results haven't come out yet. It could be some virus, not necessarily leukemia.]

[Ahhh, acute leukemia may cause death within three months! ]

Without active treatment, Xixi's life expectancy is likely to be only three months. However, her parents hired the best doctors for her. If the matching stem cell bank has suitable stem cells and there are no complications after the surgery, she has an 80% chance of recovery.

Compared to the issues discussed in the barrage, Qianyang's mind was filled with doubts.

So far, she has never made a mistake in fortune-telling.

Even if she made a mistake, the Wentian Plate would definitely not make a mistake.

The principal's granddaughter, the young master of Bazi, has indeed passed away.

So, who is the little girl lying on the hospital bed on the other side of the ocean?

After hanging up the phone, the old principal wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Master Qianyang, I'm sorry to bother you. There really is something wrong with my granddaughter."

Qianyang pondered for a moment and asked, "Besides Xixi, do you have other granddaughters?"

The old principal was stunned for two seconds, then shook his head and said, "No, she is my only granddaughter."

...That's strange.

"Master, thank you. Could you please write me a peace amulet? I'll send it to Xixi later and wish her good health and safety."

Qianyang shook his head, "No need."

The amulet needed to have her birth date written on it. The birth date written by the old principal was indeed that of her granddaughter, but it was not Xixi from the other side of the ocean.

The old principal didn't insist and nodded, "Anyway, thank you, Master Qianyang. How much do you think it will cost for fortune-telling? I'll pay you."

Qian Yang didn't answer immediately. "Don't worry. I'll leave you my number. If you have any questions, please contact me."

"well!"

Qian Yang left him his phone number and then left the school with Yang Mao and his sister.

After the three of them walked away, Yang Wei asked worriedly, "Sister, is there something wrong with the principal's granddaughter?"

"Yes, Master, you haven't looked right."

[Yeah, yeah, what happened? ]

【Is there anything wrong with Xixi's illness? 】

[The host looked troubled.]

【Ahhh, it won't be a big problem, right? 】

【Tonic medicine! 】

"Today's live broadcast is almost over, see you tomorrow." Qianyang said.

【……】

[Qian!!! Yang!!!]

[Wait! Wait! I haven't seen enough!]

【So what happened to Xixi! 】

【Don’t start at zero frame! 】

Amidst the wails of comments in the barrage, Qianyang ended the live broadcast decisively.

"Sister, what on earth is..."

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Soon, the three returned home.

"Xixi is not his granddaughter?!" Yang Mao said in astonishment.

Qian Yang said: "To be precise, the owner of the eight characters the principal gave me is not Xixi."

"What's going on? If the owner of the eight characters isn't Xixi, then who could it be?"

Qian Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know. But the owner of the eight characters has passed away."

Yang Wei's face turned pale. "How could this happen? The principal often talks about Xixi. Everyone in the school knows about it. If his granddaughter died..."

Yang Mao frowned and said, "But it seems that the principal doesn't know that Xixi and his granddaughter are not the same person."

"And his granddaughter is actually dead? Master, could it be that someone killed his granddaughter, and then..."

Qianyang glanced at him and said, "This is not a suspense film."

"That's weird, why is that?"

"I don't know." Qian Yang frowned. "He should contact me again. Let's wait."

"well."

After Yang Wei had her holiday, she accompanied Qianyang on outdoor live broadcasts every day.

But she is not idle either. She usually holds her mobile phone and wears headphones to listen to the class, doing two things at the same time.

During this period, Qianyang met Yingying's family who came from afar and had a meal with them.

After several months of recuperation, Yingying and the little black cat have gained a lot of weight and can go out even in the cold winter.

【Ahhh Yingying, long time no see! 】

[Wow! Yingying looks so good.]

Xiao Hei has grown fat! He looks like a coal ball.

Its fur is so clean.

Brother Wang is taking good care of Yingying and Xiaohei.

"Yingying, say hello to the brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts in the live broadcast room."

Yingying was wrapped in a furry scarf, revealing her fair and rosy face. When she smiled, her eyes curved like crescent moons. "Hello, brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, I'm Yingying. Thank you all for your concern. Xiao Hei and I are doing well. We will go to visit Grandpa Tree tomorrow."

【My dear, you are so cute! 】

【Be healthy and safe! 】

…

【By the way, the northern entrance to Xiaoqian Mountain seems to have been sealed.】

[It's not like it, it's blocked. 】

I heard that after the streamer became famous, some fans went on an adventure to Xiaoqian Mountain, but they all got lost! The police station received more than a dozen calls in one day, all from people entering from the north entrance of Xiaoqian Mountain.

[Goodness, is there really anyone who dares to go there? ]

I went there once before, and halfway through, the fog rolled in. I couldn't see a thing. How could anyone dare to keep going?

【Fortunately, no one was killed.】

Qian Yang glanced at the barrage and explained, "There are many spiritual creatures on the mountain. They know their limits and won't let others get into trouble there and affect their own cultivation."

[Can Yingying and the others still go up? ]

[If I don't go see Grandpa Tree, will there be any consequences? ]

"The Laotou Street Police Station has contacted me. As long as I agree, Yingying can go up."

After all, Qianyang is half the owner of Xiaoqianshan.

Sure enough, the next day Yingying and her family entered the north entrance of Xiaoqian Mountain and went to the Taoist temple.

After a small episode, Qianyang received a strange phone call the day before New Year's Eve.

"Hello."

Qianyang answered the phone and there was silence for a long time.

"……master."

An old and hoarse voice came.

"Principal." Qian Yang recognized his voice.

The old principal's voice was unusually hoarse as he said, "That day... did you realize that she wasn't my granddaughter?"

Qianyang nodded and said "hmm".

The old principal sighed and said, "Not long ago, the child's test results came out. It turned out to be hereditary acute leukemia."

"…But there's no history of leukemia in our family."

"Yeah." Qianyang responded.

"Was the matching successful?" Qianyang asked.

The old principal said, "I'm still undergoing chemotherapy. There are no suitable stem cells in the matching bank. My son and daughter-in-law have done matching, but they are not a match."

Qian Yang asked, "Are you sure? She has no blood relationship with you?"

"Hmm...it's confirmed." The old principal took a deep breath. "My son got married late and had children late too. I never imagined that the child I'd raised for nine years, afraid it would melt in my mouth or break in my hands, was not my granddaughter at all."

The child he had loved and cherished for nine years was not his biological granddaughter in the end.

Qian Yang asked, "So what are you going to do next? Will you treat the disease?"

The old principal said, "There are no matching stem cells, and we are not her relatives. The chances of a successful match in a short period of time are very slim."

"What about your son and the others? What are their plans?"

The old principal said, "Even though she's not their biological daughter, they've raised her for nine years, so they'll have some feelings for her no matter what."

"The disease still needs to be treated. The doctor recommended a stem cell transplant as soon as possible, as it would increase the chances of a cure."

Qian Yang nodded slightly, "Then what do you want to see me for?"

"I want to ask... where is my granddaughter, my real granddaughter?"

When the call came, Qianyang was in the middle of a live broadcast.

Although the audience in the live broadcast room could not hear the entire conversation, they could still guess some of it through Qianyang's answers.

[What the hell?]

[Xixi and the principal are not related by blood? ? ]

[Oh my god, no wonder the host acted so strangely that day! ]

Qianyang already knew this! No wonder she didn't take the money that day and instead left her contact information. She must have guessed the principal would come looking for her.

[Why? What about the principal's granddaughter?]

[The principal and his son and daughter-in-law seemed unaware of the situation. How could their granddaughter be missing?]

…

After hearing his words, Qian Yang did not answer immediately.

"Principal, let me talk to your son about this matter."

Qianyang wasn't sure if he could handle this kind of stimulation at his age.

The old principal said, "My son came back yesterday."

"Where's Xixi?"

"She is still in a hospital abroad, and her daughter-in-law is staying there to take care of her."

"Let me tell him."

"Okay, okay, he's right next to me."

There was some rustling sound on the line, followed by a tired voice.

"Hello, Master," the man said, his voice weak. "I've been to the hospital where my wife gave birth. Many women were giving birth to girls during those days, so it's possible she was born by mistake. But there's no way to confirm who Xixi's biological parents are. Some families have long since changed their contact information, so it's basically impossible to contact them."

"My dad told me that you discovered through the horoscope that Xixi isn't our biological child. Perhaps you can find Xixi's biological parents... and our child."

Qian Yang paused and asked, "What are you going to do after you find Xixi's parents?"

The man sighed and said, "Xixi is my daughter, whom I have raised for nine years. However, I don't want my own child to be stranded outside. After Xixi recovers from her illness, whether she wants to return to her parents or continue to stay with us is up to her."

"Master, I heard that you have helped many families. Can you help us find our biological child and Xixi's parents?"

Qian Yang was silent for a moment, then said, "I can find Xixi's biological parents."

However, she did not promise to find his biological daughter.

【……】

[Ahhhhh no! I already fully understand the host's nature!]

[Fuck! The last time she said that was with Cang Cang and Ghost Sister.]

[Damn it, I guessed it too.]

[After understanding the host's language skills, you can basically guess what she means. ]

[Are you guys that smart? The host didn't say anything!]

【Not saying it directly is better than saying it directly.】

The man's tone couldn't help but rise a little, and asked: "Then can we find our child too?"

"You can find her, but she won't come back to you."

[Ahhhh! I knew it! I guessed it!]

[Oh my god…]

[Dead?]

[I remember now! When Qianyang was doing the fortune-telling that day, no matter how many times he recalculated, he always stopped midway?]

[No wonder her expression was so complicated that day! ]

The two people on the other end of the phone froze at the same time, and Qianyang vaguely heard a gasp.

"Master, what do you mean?" the man asked in a dry voice.

Qian Yang said, "I calculated your daughter's birth date and time, and it indicates that she will die young."

Qian Yang's divination for her would be interrupted every time because the real Xixi was already dead and she couldn't predict what would happen after death.

The man was completely stunned. "How could this happen... How could this happen... Are you mistaken? How could she..."

"Granddaughter...my granddaughter..."

Qianyang heard the old principal crying in the background.

Xixi had just been diagnosed with hereditary acute leukemia, and they had just learned that Xixi had no blood relationship with them. Now they know that their real daughter and granddaughter had died young.

The successive blows were so severe that not only could the old principal not bear it, but the man's voice also became choked.

Qian Yang said: "There is a one percent chance that I will miscalculate."

Qian Yang didn't tell them that the accuracy of the Wentian Plate was 100%.

And, so far, she hasn't made any mistakes.

The man said in shock: "How...how could this happen..."

[A one percent chance of error means a ninety-nine percent chance of being correct!]

What a shame.

[I don’t know how my biological daughter died.]

How could I have taken the wrong baby?

[How tragic.]

Listening to the man's distraught mumbling, Qianyang lowered his eyes.

"Do you still want to find Xixi's parents?" Qianyang asked.

[Ah... My biological daughter is dead. What should I do if Xixi is taken back by her biological parents?]

So how did the real Xixi die? Was it because her adoptive parents didn't take good care of her?

"A life for a life, right? They killed the real Xixi, so they can't take this Xixi back. Otherwise, why should they?"

[However, from a legal perspective, biological parents are definitely more likely to obtain custody.]

[Forget it then. Let’s not look for Xixi’s parents.]

The man's voice became even deeper and deeper, and he said, "Yes."

"Okay." Qianyang said.

"We haven't found a suitable match. The chances of a successful match with her blood relatives are very high." The man sighed.

"I see."

【Alas, this family is kind-hearted. 】

What if Xixi's biological parents take her back?

[Srds Maybe her biological parents have been looking for Xixi too.]

[Yes, we don't know how the real Xixi died, so we can't just stand on the side of the principal and the others.]

"I'm live streaming now. Can I connect? Let me see Xixi." Qianyang said.

Xixi's father quickly calmed down and said, "Sure. The more people know, the more likely we are to find Xixi's biological parents and cure her illness."

"Please wait a moment. I'll contact Xixi's mother."

"OK."

Qianyang told him the platform and live broadcast room ID he was on.

About ten minutes later, an audience member with the ID called Xixi’s mother entered Qianyang’s live broadcast room.

"Xixi's mom is coming in? Please give me two durians and I'll invite you to connect."

Qianyang Lianxian has always charged money, although it’s not much, only fifty yuan for a durian.

[Help! The anchor seems like a scammer.]

【I’m sorry, hahaha, but I really do seem like a liar. 】

[The impression of a liar is quite strong. 】

If I didn't know the rules of the anchor, I would also ask her if she was a liar.

…

【I'm speechless.】

[People sincerely asked her for help, so why did she start by trying to extort money from them?]

[I saw other platforms touting the hosts as amazing, but they turned out to be scammers.]

【Marketing expert. 】

[I stumbled into the metaphysics section. This streamer, who's borderline a scammer, actually has more viewers than any other streamer on the platform? I can only say, you guys should eat something good.]

【Wow! 】

[There's a newcomer in our livestream? I thought all the viewers from the metaphysics section were here.]

[The metaphysics section has mostly attracted fans to the streamer, but recently there have been many viewers who don't understand metaphysics coming to watch.]

[Be patient, our anchor will definitely get out of the metaphysical zone! ]

The number of Qianyang’s fans and viewers in the live broadcast room has basically reached the upper limit of the metaphysics live broadcast area.

Although her livestreams have gone viral on other social media and video platforms, viewers outside the metaphysics community still view her as just an ordinary metaphysics streamer. They are skeptical about the authenticity of her livestreams, and her content is far from breaking out of the fanbase.

[Xixi's mother gave anchor Qianyang two durians as a reward]

After meeting the connection conditions, Qianyang invited Xixi's mother to connect.

When the picture popped up, a woman in her thirties was sitting in front of the camera. She was wearing home clothes, her face was haggard, and her expression was not very good.

"Master, this is my wife. She wants to talk to you first."

In the camera, the woman is video chatting with her husband while connecting with Qianyang via computer. The background seems to be on a balcony.

"Are you sick?" The woman's face was dark and gloomy, and she scolded her husband rudely, "I don't have time to play around with you. Xixi will wake up soon."

Xixi's father said helplessly: "This is the master's rule, we just need to cooperate."

Obviously, Qianyang's appearance and the title of the live broadcast room left a bad first impression on Xixi's mother.

Xixi's mother looked at Qianyang's young face on the screen and said, "I'm sorry, Xixi is just a child after all. I can't let you meet her until I'm sure you can help us."

Qianyang nodded in understanding and asked, "How do you want to confirm this?"

Xixi's mother said, "At least let me know that you are not a liar and you are not wasting our time."

"How do you prove it?"

"I heard from Dad and Xixi's dad that you're quite famous back home. Almost everyone interested in metaphysics knows you, so you must be quite capable. So, first, can you please calculate my first and last name? And if I've encountered anything recently, I heard you charge for fortune-telling. If you're accurate, would 500 yuan be enough?"

Qianyang nodded and said, "That's enough."

"Your last name is Zhang, and your name is Su Huai."

Xixi's mother was stunned for a moment, then glanced at her husband on the phone, "Did you tell her?"

Xixi's father shook his head and said, "I didn't. It might be Dad... Alas. He's in a bad mood right now and has been looking through Xixi's photos. Let's not disturb him for now."

Qian Yang said: "The principal didn't tell me."

[1. Did you say it right away?]

[Ah? Don't you want to use divination?]

[I remember the host said that if someone has low energy, she only needs to talk to them for a few sentences to know their name.]

[Holy crap? Is this really that amazing?]

[She can see ghosts with her naked eyes, so what else is there to be surprised about?]

【That makes sense! 】

Xixi's mother's expression didn't improve at all.

Qian Yang continued, "You've had some heart problems lately, and you only slept for less than four hours last night. An elderly person on the same floor of the hospital passed away, and you might have been frightened. Combined with your grief, your energy is low, which attracts the spirits that roam the hospital. That's why you often feel cold at night. Just a reminder, get at least two hours of sun every day."

Xixi's mother looked at her in shock and astonishment.

"Xixi has been talking in her sleep these past few days. Put a bowl of raw glutinous rice water under her bed and pour it out somewhere the next day. Everything will be fine."

[I remember! This is a ghost exorcism technique!]

[Yes, I taught everyone when I was online with Cang Cang.]

[It's common for wandering spirits to appear in hospitals.]

[Xixi's mother, don't be so skeptical. Just follow the host's instructions. Sick people are more vulnerable to being taken advantage of by the undead.]

[Believe me, the Taoist sister in front of you is the only true god in the metaphysical area.]

Xixi's mother was silent for a few seconds, lowered her eyes, and when she raised them again, her eyes were red.

She ate twenty durians in succession and said, "Master, you are right. Xixi has been talking in her sleep these past two days."

"Those wandering spirits would appear in her dreams. When there's no wind during the day, you can open the windows and let her bask in the sun."

"Okay... I understand. Thank you." Xixi's mother's tough mask was removed. "Master, you said our child... she really has, has..."

Xixi's father probably told her about this, so she was unwilling to believe it at first.

Qian Yang lowered his eyes and said, "There's a one percent chance of being wrong."

Xixi's mother held back her tears and asked, "Master, how did she leave?"

Qian Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know. Maybe we need to find Xixi's biological parents to find out."

Xixi's mother nodded and said, "Xixi should be waking up soon."

"good."

Xixi's mother wiped away the tears from her eyes and said, "I just hope she doesn't die in such pain, so that I can see her grow up."

Xixi's mother understood that Qianyang's 1% error rate was just to avoid appearing so sure in front of them.

"Su Huai..." Xixi's father couldn't help but sigh.

After a while, Xixi woke up.

"Mom?" The little girl was sitting on the bed. Her hair was much shorter than the last time I saw her in the video.

His thin body, wrapped in a hospital gown, looked pale and weak.

Xixi's mother forced a smile, turned the camera to the back, and said, "Xixi, can you say hello to your sister?"

The little girl's face looked almost the same as the wall, but her eyes were dark and bright. "Hello, sister."

She greeted the camera obediently.

"Hello." Qianyang responded.

"Xixi, stretch out your hand." Qianyang said.

"Is that so?" Xixi raised her left arm, spread her palm, and faced upwards.

"right."

Qianyang observed the lines on her palm while turning the wheel on the Wentian Plate. There were some strange characters engraved on each turn of the wheel.

After a while, the magnetic spoon slowly swayed in the center of the roulette wheel.

"Taihang, Linzhu, Seventeenth Street, Wu Li."

"Okay, that's enough. Xixi, have a good rest. I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Thank you, sister."

Xixi's mother was stunned. "...So soon?"

Xixi's father was shocked and said, "Master, there is indeed a pregnant woman named Wu Li in the hospital's records!"

[…So fast?]

[Holy crap? Is Wentianpan so awesome?]

[The Questioning Heaven Plate is indeed awesome, but to be more precise, it's the people who use it who are awesome.]

Good fellow...

[Taihang City, Linzhu District, Seventeenth Street?]

Qian Yang glanced at the comments and asked, "What's the big deal? Don't you know about the Questioning Heaven Plate?"

[I thought I could only move according to the direction like before!]

[Yeah! Who knew this guy could figure out addresses and names?!]

[It’s too much! ]

[Fugitive: I want to ban this equipment! ]

Qian Yang said: "Because this time I saw Xixi's horoscope."

After ending the connection with Xixi's mother, Xixi's father entered the live broadcast room.

He swiped dozens of durians in a row and then applied for a connection.

"Master Qianyang, I'm heading to Seventeenth Street in Linzhu District right now. Could you please direct me to the exact location?"

Qianyang nodded, "Okay."

Xixi's father did not drive himself. He stopped a taxi on the side of the road, got in the car, and told the driver the destination.

"Is Wu Li Xixi's biological mother?" asked Xixi's father.

"Um."

No matter where Xixi lives or whose daughter she is nominally, her biological mother will always occupy a place in her natal chart, because her life originated from her mother's body, which is a fact that cannot be changed in any way.

On the way, Xixi's father spoke out of his feelings and talked about many things related to Xixi.

They have witnessed every step Xixi has taken as she grew up over the years.

Even after knowing that she was not his biological child, Xixi's father's feelings towards her did not change at all.

However, when I think of the past again, there is always some lingering haze in my heart.

If the wrong child had been taken away, the child who grew up with them would have been their biological daughter.

While they were raising Xixi with their care, what about their biological daughter? Was she doing well? Did she meet a loving parent?

Did she grow up happily like Xixi?

Finally, the car reached its destination.

"Go in the direction I said." Qianyang placed the Wentian Plate in front of him and said.

"I see."

Seventeenth Street is an old street, surrounded by old houses and old shops. The narrow passage is lined with stalls set up outside on both sides, with awnings connected to each other, making it difficult for vehicles to pass through.

Xixi's father was a little uncomfortable among the crowd coming and going.

He grew up in a wealthy family and probably rarely came to such a crowded and narrow place.

Listening to the noisy sound on the line, Qianyang asked him to keep going forward.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve and the streets are very busy.

Yang Mao and his sister have been away for four or five years and have never been back. This year is no exception. They will celebrate the New Year in Taihang City.

What is different from the past is that they no longer need to feel stressed and worried about life, and they go out early in the morning to buy New Year's goods.

After passing two crowded alleys, Xixi's father turned into a narrow passage under Qianyang's guidance.

After passing through the passage, he came to a very deserted path.

It rained not long ago and the ground was muddy.

Such mud roads are rarely seen in Taihang City.

There is a garbage house at the end of the path. The yard is surrounded by iron railings and is full of garbage. A wooden sign is hung on the railings with the five words "Garbage Recycling Station" written crookedly.

"...Here?" Xixi's father's voice was a little hesitant.

"Yeah." Qianyang said.

【ah……】

[Xixi's biological parents aren't well off.]

[This recycling station isn't big, probably barely enough to make ends meet, so it's best not to send Xixi back.]

[I'm so nervous... What should I do if they insist on taking Xixi back?]

[Will they be willing to match Xixi? No...]

What was I saying? Don't make assumptions about other people. What's wrong with collecting trash? I don't steal or rob.

[Click, some people's sense of superiority is about to overflow the screen. ]

Xixi's father walked to the iron gate and heard a conversation coming from inside.

"Old Zhao, I often take care of your business. Next time, you can buy my stuff for a higher price." A middle-aged man put his hands in his pockets and looked around. "I just saw that you have a wife who is not in her right mind, so I came all the way to see you."

Standing before him was a dark-skinned, thin man.

The man's hair was gray, his skin was as black as coal, and his clothes were obviously ill-fitting and looked empty. He looked quite embarrassed, his hands clasped together nervously, his eyes timid, and he didn't dare to look anyone in the eye.

"I, I'm already charging a lot more for your stuff than others. The price for other places collecting garbage isn't that high..."

“Dongdong——”

At this time, a man in a black jacket stood outside the iron gate and knocked on the door.

The two people in the yard looked over at the same time.

"Hello, is Wu Li or Ms. Wu staying here?"

The dark-skinned man raised his head in confusion and looked at him.

"What do you want from my wife?"

"I want to talk to her."

"Her brain has been broken for several years. Tell me if you have anything."

【Author’s words】

Thank you for your support, muah [kiss]