Sheng An Ning just took a quick glance and felt that the older woman was well-mannered and looked very elegant, and the young girl was also pretty.

She sighed in her heart that there were so many natural beauties at this time, and she saw quite a few of them in this small place.

The car stopped on the side of the road. Zhou Shixun got out to help Sheng An Ning get something, and then he heard someone gasping next to him.

When he turned his head, he saw the two lesbians looking at him in shock. If the younger one hadn't been supporting her, the older one would have fainted.

Zhou Beiqing followed the address of the guesthouse left by Zhou Chaoyang and traveled for two days. He arrived at the door of the guesthouse early in the morning, but he was a little hesitant. What if the girl really looked like him? Would his mother be able to bear it?

She kept trying to persuade Zhong Wenqing: "Mom, no matter if it looks like this or not, you must stay calm and don't be so impulsive as to disturb other people's lives."

Zhong Wenqing nodded continuously: "I know, I know, I'll just take a look, I won't disturb his life, I know he is not Luan Cheng no matter how much he looks like him."

But when the two saw Zhou Shixun getting out of the car, they couldn't help but gasp in surprise at the same time.

Zhou Beiqing also forgot what he had said and stared at Zhou Shixun without blinking. They looked so alike!

How can someone look so alike?

Zhong Wenqing had already forgotten what she had promised. Tears immediately flowed down her cheeks. She broke free from her daughter's hand and rushed towards Zhou Shixun: "Luancheng!"

Sheng An Ning got out of the car a step slower. Seeing Zhong Wenqing rushing over and Zhou Beiqing standing there with red eyes, she could guess their identities.

I didn’t expect them to arrive so quickly!

Zhou Shixun obviously guessed the other person's identity and reached out to hold Zhong Wenqing's arm: "You got the wrong person."

The voice is different, the expression is different, the eyes are cold and the tone is flat.

Zhong Wenqing didn't know why, but her heart began to ache dully. She looked up at Zhou Shixun with tears in her eyes. Even though it wasn't Zhou Luancheng, she still wanted to talk to him more.

Sheng Anning was much calmer. She went over and held Zhong Wenqing's arm: "Auntie, calm down first. If you have anything to say, just speak slowly. Otherwise, let's go to the room and talk."

Zhou Beiqing also came over, his eyes still on Zhou Shixun: "Mom, let's find a place to sit down and talk, don't cry first."

After saying this, she couldn't help crying.

Song Xiuyan, who was a little dumbfounded, finally came to his senses and called everyone to go to the room.

When they arrived at the room, Sheng An Ning didn't rush to speak, and Zhou Shixun didn't explain either. Zhong Wenqing had already choked up and told them the purpose of her visit.

"My son Luancheng died, and my daughter said there was someone who looked just like him, so we came to see him. I know it's too presumptuous, but you really look alike."

As she spoke, she suddenly burst into tears, her voice was so sorrowful that Sheng An Ning couldn't help but shed tears.

The old mother must have been overwhelmed when she saw a child who looked like her sacrificed son.

I just wonder, if she knew this was her other son, would she take him home, or would she consider the feelings of the child who had already been raised at home?

When Zhong Wenqing calmed down a bit, he stared at Zhou Shixun and asked, "Where are you from? How old are you this year?"

Zhou Shixun didn't want to answer at first, but Sheng Anning took the initiative to answer: "I'm from Hewan Village. I'll be thirty in August."

Sure enough, when Zhong Wenqing heard the word Hewan Village, his face changed color: "Hewan Village?"

Sheng An Ning nodded and looked at Zhong Wenqing innocently: "Auntie, have you also heard of Hewan Village?"

Zhong Wenqing's hands were shaking, and his voice was trembling: "What are your parents' names?"

Sheng Anning answered straightforwardly: "Zhou Mancang, Li Guihua."

Zhong Wenqing stood up, his mind suddenly confused: "Impossible, impossible, no way!!"

Zhou Beiqing thought Zhong Wenqing was upset again, so she hurried over to support her: "Mom, don't get excited yet. If you have anything to say, just think about it and talk about it slowly."

Zhong Wenqing turned his head and stared at Zhou Shixun: "You were born on August 16, 1948?"

Zhou Shixun nodded: "Yes."

Zhong Wenqing's brain banged, something exploded in her mind, and many dusty memories emerged. The young wife named Li Guihua came to her with a smile: "Sister, you are so lucky to have twins, unlike me who gave birth to a girl."

Zhong Wenqing, who had just given birth to a child, was injured and had no strength at all. She was a little envious of Li Guihua who could go out for a walk after giving birth.

But……

Later, Zhou Nanguang came to pick her up and left with the child in his arms. She didn't feel anything was wrong.

Looking at Zhou Shixun's face now, what is there to not understand? That damn Li Guihua replaced her son.

He let out a loud cry, sat on the ground, holding his chest and crying. He was too sad to utter a word, and held his heart tightly.

Zhou Beiqing was so frightened that he knelt down and supported Zhong Wenqing's body: "Mom, mom, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

Zhong Wenqing spent a long time trying to cry out, "Damn you Li Guihua, you are not a human being. You actually stole my son, you beast, you beast!"

Her upbringing prevented her from saying anything too harsh, but she still wanted to stab Li Guihua.

Sheng An Ning didn't expect Zhong Wenqing to react like this. She thought she would doubt it and ask for confirmation, but she didn't expect her to believe it after just a few questions.

Zhou Beiqing still didn't react to what his mother meant. He watched Zhong Wenqing get up and hug Zhou Shixun, and burst into tears.

Zhou Shixun let Zhong Wenqing hold him with his hands hanging by his sides, feeling somewhat emotional.

Sheng An Ning couldn't help but tear up. This hateful Li Guihua made Zhou Shixun suffer so much in his childhood.

Even Song Xiuyan's eyes turned red, he couldn't bear to watch this scene.

Zhong Wenqing hugged Zhou Shixun: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know, I was too confused, I didn't know...she would be so cruel."

Zhou Beiqing was completely stunned. She looked at her mother holding Zhou Shixun in tears and shock. Then she realized belatedly that the man in front of her might be one of her brothers.

It took Zhong Wenqing a long time to calm down. She took Zhou Shixun's hand, looked him up and down, and then started crying again, saying sorry over and over again.

Zhou Beiqing was still somewhat rational and came over to push Zhong Wenqing: "Mom, are you sure this is my brother?"

Zhong Wenqing spoke in a hoarse voice: "It's for sure. Li Guihua would never give birth to such a child. How could I have thought that they looked kind and careless?"

Zhou Beiqing looked at Zhou Shixun hesitantly: "Mom, what about my eldest brother?"

Zhong Wenqing paused and said, "He is Zhu Guihua's son."

She still felt a little reluctant, but when she looked at Zhou Shixun, she started crying again: "Tell me, have you been doing well these years?"

"Good."

"not good!"

As soon as Zhou Shixun finished speaking, Sheng Anning rushed to answer.