Looking at the backgrounds of the two, Feng Jiaojiao couldn't help but wonder, "Jianjun, do you think it's possible..."

Feng Jiaojiao suddenly felt that An Jianjun and Meng Wanqing were similar in many ways, and people also found two matching features. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

This made Feng Jiaojiao suspicious.

An Jianjun hugged Feng Jiaojiao in his arms and said, "I don't know either. Let's take it one step at a time. We can go back and ask Mom tentatively."

In fact, only An's father and mother know the truth about this matter.

Lei Xiaotian pulled Meng Wanqing and walked slowly.

"You know, Jianjun is a really great kid. Not only does he cook delicious food, but he is also very thoughtful and kind to his wife. He is just the same as you were when you were a child." Meng Wanqing saw how An Jianjun and Feng Jiaojiao got along, and it was as if she saw herself when she was a child.

"When you were younger?"

"What? Am I not nice to you now?" Lei Xiaotian was unhappy when he heard this.

"Okay, I was wrong, okay!"

"You made me worry for so long, and in the end you went to Jianjun's place to eat." Lei Xiaotian naively did not expect that An Jianjun and Feng Jiaojiao would actually leave food for him.

"Hmph, you are jealous of me, jealous that I get to eat the food cooked by my son!" Meng Wanqing was very proud. Her mental state is much better now. She feels energetic all over, not as weak as before. She must take good care of herself.

"How dare you say that? You had such a good thing but you didn't even call me and ate it all by yourself." Lei Xiaotian was a little jealous because he didn't even get to eat the food his son cooked.

"How do you want me to call you? It's good enough that they left me a room, but you still want to bring another one." Did she say to Jianjun, why not... call your Uncle Lei to eat with us?

It feels like he hasn't eaten in eight lifetimes, and he's trying to get a free meal from others with a flattering face.

Although the two had no evidence to prove that An Jianjun was their child, they had already admitted it in their hearts.

The magnetic field between people is very strange. In the past, so many people came in front of them, claiming to be their sons, crying loudly, and their parents calling them affectionately, but it could not cause them to feel emotional.

But when she saw the half birthmark on An Jianjun's neck, a familiar feeling came over her, so she was so excited.

As soon as she saw the entire birthmark and the small hole on the ear, she knew that this must be her child.

"Don't worry, we are currently lacking evidence. I have already asked someone to conduct a secret investigation and there will be results soon." Lei Xiaotian knew that only when there was evidence would An Jianjun recognize them.

It was not difficult for them to see that An Jianjun's current father and mother treated him very well. If they went directly to An Jianjun's current parents to confront them, it would make An Jianjun very embarrassed.

"Okay, we've waited for so many days, so a few days won't make a difference." Although Meng Wanqing comforted herself in this way, she had to pass by the yard where An Jianjun and Feng Jiaojiao currently lived every day. It was not difficult to see that she was extremely anxious.

Feng Jiaojiao and An Jianjun have been in Beijing for a week, and it is time for them to go back.

Feng Jiaojiao has already finished her job at Yongxing Garment Factory. She is currently the deputy director and designer of the factory, receiving two salaries, which together total more than 240 yuan a month.

Adding to that the 100 yuan a month salary Feng Jiaojiao received from the Dongfanghong Garment Factory, Feng Jiaojiao earned over 340 yuan a month, not counting the commission from the sales profits of the designs she designed.

"My wife is so capable now." An Jianjun didn't expect that he would be the one supported by Feng Jiaojiao in the end.

"What do you think? Am I awesome?" Feng Jiaojiao never thought that she would end up like this.

"My wife is the best!"

"It's time for us to go back. I miss my children." Feng Jiaojiao missed home very much and wanted to return to her children.

However, there is still a headache, that is the mystery of An Jianjun's life experience.

"Okay, let's go home." I didn't expect that this trip would reveal so many things. It would be a lie to say that I don't have a headache.

It is a blessing, not a disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided. What is coming will come, and he accepts it calmly.

The two packed up their belongings and prepared to go home.

"You...you guys..." Meng Wanqing saw the two men carrying their luggage, obviously they were going back.

"Auntie, we are going home. We will see each other again when we have the chance." An Jianjun was also moved when he saw the tears in Meng Wanqing's eyes.

He is also a father, so he naturally understands the love that parents have for their children.

Meng Wanqing now treats him as her son, but she can't convince herself now because it happened too suddenly.

"Well, we will definitely meet again." Meng Wanqing firmly believed that this was her son and there was no mistake. She was waiting for the day when the two would officially recognize each other.

"Can I hug you?" Meng Wanqing finally made a request.

I don’t know when we will meet next time.

After struggling, An Jianjun finally nodded. Meng Wanqing reached out and hugged An Jianjun.

Lei Xiaotian also saw it and walked over to pull the person away, "Okay, the child has to catch the train, don't be late."

The two watched An Jianjun and Feng Jiaojiao leave.