Lin Fugui looked at Lin Chuan, "You...it's you, Lin Chuan, you've been following me?"
Fu Qiming snorted lightly, "So, you admit it?"
“Chen Dazhuang, back then, we left you all our money, this gold chain, and half a jade pendant, promising to meet again. But you ran away with my son and those things! We searched for forty-five years, forty-five years! My son and Jinshu’s son suffered by your side for a full forty-five years!”
Lin Fugui plopped down on the ground, speechless for a long time.
Zhou Xiuying was lying there unable to move, but her mind was working. She remembered the agreement she had made with Lin Fugui.
"Shouldn't you be thanking us for raising your son? If it weren't for us, your son would have died long ago!"
This statement is a complete admission.
Lin Youfu looked at Lin Qingyou. Was this person not his biological brother?
Shen Jinshu burst into tears. "Zhao Meilan, you've finally admitted it. But back then, if Lao Fu and I hadn't lured the enemy away, do you think you would still be alive?"
Zhou Xiuying thought for a moment, "Shen Jinshu, don't talk to me about that. Your little bit of money isn't enough to raise a child! We raised the eldest son ourselves. They say the kindness of raising is greater than the kindness of giving birth. Let me tell you, if his father and I don't acknowledge him, you won't be able to take your son back! If you want us to give in, there's a way, but you'll have to give us money!"
Lin Fugui also came to his senses, "Yes, give us the money. We've worked hard for forty-five years, do you think it's been easy for us? Now your sons are married with children, a whole family, and you're giving us money!"
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