Jiang Qiao hadn't expected that the arrival of the Jiang family would evoke so many emotions in the mother and daughter.

She prepared the food, cleared it out, set up a table in the yard, and asked Gu Zhengfeng and the others to watch over it before going inside to invite people out to eat.

Upon entering, they saw Fang Ming struggling in his mother's arms, looking completely bewildered. The woman's weeping and wailing had probably frightened the child.

"Everyone, stop crying. Now that the child has been found, that's a good thing. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Go out and get something to eat. The child is right here; he can't run away now. Let's talk about this after we've eaten. The child must be hungry."

When Fang Ming saw Jiang Qiao arrive, he stretched out his arms and struggled to get Jiang Qiao to carry him away.

Jiang Qiao sighed, walked over, and took the child from the woman's arms. "Don't mind, Fang Ming didn't know you were his parents for so many years. It's understandable that the child has difficulty adapting right away."

Besides, he was also injured before. After we finish eating, let's take the child to the hospital to see a doctor. He used to be able to speak, but now he's mute. If you have any capable people around here, please go find them. It would be best if the child could speak as soon as possible. Everyone, please go out. Fang Ming, come on, let's go out to eat.”

Jiang Qiao glanced at her nephew in military uniform and casually asked, "What's your name? How old are you?"

When the man saw Jiang Qiao ask this question, he was taken aback at first, then he smiled. His father had told him about this Jiang Qiao, and that the child's finding was related to this girl.

"My name is Jiang Weiguo. Hello, Comrade Jiang Qiao. My father has mentioned you before, but I never expected you to be so young."

Jiang Qiao smiled and looked at her nephew again. He was good-looking and resembled a member of the Jiang family. However, no matter how she looked at him, she felt that he was older than she thought.

How old are you?

Jiang Qiao's question was a bit abrupt. Not to mention Jiang Weiguo, even his wife and mother turned to look at Jiang Qiao.

The main problem is that this little girl is really hard to understand. Why is she asking Weiguo about this?

Although Jiang Weiguo didn't understand Jiang Qiao's meaning, she was, after all, the child's benefactor, so since she wanted to know, there was no harm in telling her.

“I’m younger than your father. I’m thirty-one this year. Judging from your age, it wouldn’t be unreasonable for you to call me uncle.”

Jiang Qiao gave a wry smile. "Comrade Jiang Weiguo, I dare not call him Uncle anymore. What if your father is unhappy about it? Alright, let's go out to eat and talk later."

Jiang Qiao didn't want to keep circling around this topic with everyone, so she quickly took Fang Ming out, and the mother and her three children followed.

Although Jiang Qiao didn't show it on his face, he was wondering to himself. According to this age, his second brother shouldn't have a son this big. What went wrong?

It would be a lie to say she wasn't conflicted; her family was right in front of her, but she couldn't acknowledge them.

He sighed inwardly and quickly invited everyone to take their seats.

"Don't be shy, everyone. It's just simple food, please make do with it."

Miao Jinhua didn't think that the pickled vegetables, porridge, and steamed buns on the table were just simple food. Her family didn't eat much either, and the pickled vegetables weren't this plentiful and varied.

"You're too kind. I'm so sorry to have troubled you all this way. By the way, I heard that Comrade Wen is still in her postpartum period. I'll go see the baby in a bit. I was busy looking after my grandson just now, so please forgive me for any rudeness."

Zhou Yaru smiled and said, "We understand how you feel. Our Jiang Qiao was just like your grandson back then. It's perfectly normal for you to do this. Now, everything should be for the child. Let's eat quickly, or it will get cold."

Zhou Yaru naturally trusted her granddaughter's cooking skills; putting aside everything else, she loved even these simple pickled vegetables.

Jiang Qiao placed a salted duck egg on Fang Ming's plate. "Eat slowly, no rush. There's more in the pot. You can only eat one slice of steamed bun for now. When you get hungry, we can eat something else, okay?"

The little guy nodded happily. The older sister in front of him was the best to him, and he trusted her the most at the moment. When he opened his eyes, he saw his sister crying, crying so sadly. So, the little guy believed that Jiang Qiao was crying for him and caring about him. Therefore, in the child's heart, Jiang Qiao was number one.

Meng Chen wanted to get closer to her son, but since he hadn't grown up by her side, the sudden reunion made him somewhat resistant. She didn't know what her son had gone through, but how could she, as his mother, feel good knowing that her perfectly healthy child couldn't speak?

Tears streamed down his face as he ate, dripping into his porridge. Even Jiang Weiguo felt terrible. His perfectly good son had been ruined by bad people. If he knew who they were, he would have wanted to tear them to pieces.

He nudged his wife and said, "Don't cry. The child's life is more important than anything else. We'll slowly treat the child and make up for all the years we lost."

After finishing her meal, Jiang Qiao looked up at everyone and said, "When we go to the hospital, let's get the child paternity tested. We can't just assume the child is yours based on a jade pendant. If the test is done and it is, the child can go back home with a clear conscience. I'm not being mean, but I want to prevent anyone from using this to hurt the child in the future."

As for Fang Ming's throat, he had it checked too. He had a fever yesterday. I also wanted to check on the child's health. I've finished eating; I'll go pack my things now.

Fang Ming quickly swallowed what was in his mouth, finished the porridge in his bowl, and hurriedly followed Jiang Qiao into the house without even glancing at his parents and grandmother. He was afraid that Jiang Qiao would just dump him on these three people, and he wasn't used to it yet.

Jiang Qiao went back inside to pack her things, glanced at the busy little tail behind her, took the water and medicine, squatted down, and said, "Fang Ming, it's time for us to take our medicine. Today we're taking the antidote pills. Your fever has subsided. I want to treat your throat, but I don't know if it will work. Let me try first. If it works, that's great. If it doesn't, there's nothing I can do but have your parents find a better doctor to treat you."

The little guy glanced at the pill in Jiang Qiao's hand, took it, put it directly into his mouth, drank some water, swallowed, and then opened his mouth wide to show Jiang Qiao.

This grand-nephew is so insightful. Jiang Qiao kissed him affectionately, "Our Fang Ming is the most sensible. Come on, let's go outside and wait for your parents and grandma."

Miao Jinhua and her daughter-in-law went to visit Wen Jingwan. Before leaving, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law wanted to give the baby money, but Wen Jingwan stopped them.

"No, I'm already so happy that you came to see the children. I really can't accept the money."

Wen Jingwan felt that she hadn't really helped them much, and besides, this family was far too generous; it wasn't just a simple favor.

Moreover, their family probably won't have any contact with that person in the future, so if she takes the money, how will she repay it later?