Shen Jinshu also gave each of his three granddaughters-in-law, including Xu Chunmai, fifty yuan.
After all, I didn't bring anything else.
After Sun Qiaoling and Liang Yun took the children away, things quieted down in the east room.
Shen Jinshu and Fu Qiming also got off the kang (a heated brick bed).
Shen Jinshu reached out and touched Lin Qingyou's face, which looked much older than his age. "My good son, I'm sorry for making you suffer in this place for so many years."
Lin Qingyou knelt down with a thud, kowtowed, and shouted, "Mom!"
Shen Jinshu hugged him tightly, and responded with a tearful "Yes."
Fu Qiming breathed a sigh of relief. Forty-five years had passed, and their son had finally been found.
Lin Qingyou kowtowed to Fu Qiming again, "Dad."
Fu Qiming's eyes were slightly red, but he did not shed a tear.
He helped Lin Qingyou up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Good son."
Lin Chuan was deeply moved. In his previous life, there had been no story of Fu Qiming and the others coming to claim kinship.
All the changes in his life began with his toughness, and all his luck seemed to turn around.
Fu Qiming and Shen Jinshu pulled Lin Qingyou aside to talk in the east room.
Lin Chuan went to the kitchen to start preparing lunch.
Fu Tongyuan followed him out. "Is there anything I can help with?"
Lin Chuan said, "No need, Uncle. If you have nothing to do, just chat with me."
Fu Tongyuan watched as Lin Chuan started the fire and washed the pot... his movements were so skilled and efficient.
After exchanging a few words, Lin Chuan lowered his voice and asked, "Uncle, will Grandpa give Lin Fugui money?"
Fu Tongyuan burst out laughing. He shook his head. "Da Chuan, you don't understand your grandfather. You think you can get money from him in this situation?"
Keep dreaming!
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