"That's right! A newborn child is forced to separate from their family. These people are truly despicable." Zhao Qingshan sighed.

"Dad, is there any mark on that child? You're just searching blindly, do you really think you can find him?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked.

“There should be a mark, but Tao Jiadong didn’t say anything. He just asked me to keep an eye out for any people in the various units in Taohua Town who adopted a son thirty years ago,” Zhao Qingshan said.

"What if it's not in town, but in the village?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked.

“The village will also conduct investigations. Tao Jiadong will ask the village leaders or secretaries to help with the investigations,” Zhao Qingshan said.

"What if the village head and secretary conceal the truth? They've raised their son for so many years, they're definitely reluctant to give him back. And most people in the village share the same surname, so it's hard to avoid such things, right?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked, determined to get to the bottom of it.

"Well, there's nothing we can do then. I hope the child is lucky and can reunite with his family," Zhao Qingshan sighed.

Tao family.

At noon, the Tao family also talked about the search for the person while eating lunch.

"Jiadong, I don't think your way of looking for people is working. You don't have enough manpower, so the investigation won't be thorough enough. It would be better to mobilize the masses to help with the search," said Aunt Tao, looking at Tao Jiadong's exhausted face with concern.

"Mom, the old leader doesn't want to make a big fuss. If a large number of imposters appear, the work will become more complicated." Tao Jiadong was also helpless.

Tao Jiadong has been searching for more than four years.

Taohua Town was Tao Jiadong's fourth stop, a journey marked by repeated hopes followed by repeated disappointments.

I recently heard that Zhou Jin's health isn't very good. Tao Jiadong is also under a lot of pressure.

Zhou Jin had been incredibly kind to Tao Jiadong, and Tao Jiadong really wanted to find her as soon as possible.

"Why didn't you tell Zhao Qingshan yesterday that the child had two red moles on his left chest? With him helping you check, your work would be much easier," said Aunt Tao.

“Mother, the mole on the child’s body when he was little might disappear as he grows up, or it might be removed artificially. I’m not telling Brother Qingshan because I don’t want him to be misled. Besides, only the Zhou family and our family know about the mole, Mother, you can’t tell anyone. If the Taiwanese find out, they might find a man of similar age, use technology to create a few moles, and pretend to be the old leader’s grandson. That would make things complicated,” Tao Jiadong warned.

"Huh? Has the technology over there developed to this level? I've only heard of mole removal, never of mole removal surgery." Aunt Tao was a little confused.

“Mom, Western countries’ technology is currently much more advanced than ours. What if they have it?” Wang Jing couldn’t help but chime in.

“Xiaojing is right. There are many things that are better safe than sorry. If we search quietly, we might not find the person at worst. But if we search in a big way, we might bring danger to the old leader. I would be willing to die for that.” Tao Jiadong sighed and said, “Even if we really can’t find them, the old leader will be comforted as long as he knows that the child is still alive.”

That's what he said, but in reality, Tao Jiadong was still feeling heavy-hearted because he couldn't find anyone.

Aunt Tao nodded and remained silent.

She suggested mobilizing the masses to help search for the missing person because she saw how hard Tao Jiadong had worked to find them over the years.

No matter how capable Tao Jiadong is, he cannot compare to the power of the masses.

Since Tao Jiadong had already made up his mind, Aunt Tao stopped trying to persuade him.

"Grandma Tao, are you home?" Zhao Zhenzhu called out from the Tao family's door.

Zhao Zhenzhu brought ribbonfish.

Before even entering the house, I overheard the Tao family talking about their former leader's grandson. I couldn't help but slow my pace.

Upon hearing that the person Tao Jiadong was looking for had two red moles on his left chest, Zhao Zhenzhu felt a strange sensation.

Zhou Bingchen has two red moles on his left chest, each the size of a grain of rice.

"Oh! It's kind of your parents to remember that I like to eat ribbonfish. Is this your dad's cooking? It smells delicious." Aunt Tao smiled happily when she saw the braised ribbonfish.

After exchanging a few words with Aunt Tao, Zhao Zhenzhu went home.

Zhao Zhenzhu did not mention the mole on Zhou Bingchen's body to Tao Jiadong.

Anyway, Zhou Bingchen couldn't have been adopted.

Zhou Bingchen has two older brothers! Raising a child costs a lot of money, and Zhou Fugui isn't without a family line, so he needs to adopt a child to raise.

At the hospital.

Not long after Zhou Bingqiang and his wife left, Zhou Meimei took over Ding Ermei's hospital bed, saying that she had a terrible headache and wanted to take a nap to calm down.

Ding Ermei truly loved Zhou Meimei, her daughter born in her later years. She hurriedly got up and gave the bed to Zhou Meimei.

Yesterday, Ding Ermei didn't actually intend to commit suicide. She vomited before she could even swallow a drop of pesticide.

Ding Ermei was conscious when she was taken to the hospital.

She didn't refuse gastric lavage for two reasons: first, she was afraid there might be pesticide residue in her stomach; second, she wanted to teach her son, daughter-in-law, and Zhou Fugui a lesson so they wouldn't hold a grudge against her for this mistake in the future.

Zhou Meimei slept soundly on Ding Ermei's hospital bed. When she woke up, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Meimei! You're awake? Does your head still hurt?" Ding Ermei asked solicitously as she approached the hospital bed.

"I don't have a head..." Zhou Meimei said, then realized that she had just used a "headache" as an excuse to get Ding Ermei to give up her bed. She hurriedly said, "Mom, I took a nap and my head doesn't hurt as much anymore, but I'm a little hungry. Haven't the sisters-in-law brought me food?"

"No, they're all lazybones. I'll teach them a lesson when I get back," Ding Ermei said indignantly.

“Mom, how about… I go ask the doctor if you can be discharged? I see you can walk now, so you should be almost fully recovered. Staying in the hospital is a waste of money. We might as well buy some food and go home to rest!” Zhou Meimei’s eyes lit up, and she immediately came up with an idea.

Since her family wouldn't deliver food and Ding Ermei had no money, and they needed to eat three meals a day, Zhou Meimei would definitely have to pay for the meals.

Zhou Meimei refused.

She came all this way, incurring travel expenses and taking time off work. If she spends even more money, she won't be able to make ends meet next month.

“Okay, go ask! The hospital smells like disinfectant, it’s unpleasant. I heard the doctor say this morning that after stomach lavage, I have to stay in the hospital for 24 hours or something, and if there are no problems, I can be discharged and go home.” Ding Ermei agreed.

Ding Ermei also wanted to go home.

She's already been scared enough, and Ding Ermei is fine now except for being hungry.

Staying in the hospital will only cost more money.

While Zhou Meimei was at home, Ding Ermei wanted to regain her mother-in-law's authority and have her daughters-in-law completely under her thumb.

Half an hour later, Zhou Meimei returned to her ward with the six yuan refunded from the hospital in her pocket, feeling quite pleased with herself.

The doctor agreed to discharge Ding Ermei from the hospital.

Zhou Bingqiang still has six yuan left of the fee he paid in advance.

Zhou Meimei unceremoniously kept the money for herself.

She took three days off to come back and spent most of the day taking care of her mother at the hospital!