Cheng Chun Kui cried her heart out, kneeling on the ground and burying her head in Song Wen Hui's arms, as if she had suffered injustice for ten lifetimes.
However, she kept her head slightly lowered, not daring to let anyone see her eyes.
Song Jingchuan said, "Alright, stop pretending! If you're Cheng Chun Kui, then who's my sister?"
He turned to Song Yalan and said, "Yalan! You should be the daughter of the Cheng family. She's your mother, and Xiaokui is your sister!"
Song Yalan stared blankly at Song Wenhui and Cheng Xiaokui.
She had imagined countless scenarios of finding her family, but she never expected that when her fantasy became reality, the result would be so disappointing!
She likes Xiao Kui, who is kind and innocent.
But she disliked Song Wenhui to the core, especially the things Song Wenhui said about Cheng Xiaokui...
Therefore, she was repulsed by the fact that Song Wenhui was her mother.
Her lips pressed into a straight line, and she didn't say a word...
Song Wenhui's head was also slightly lowered; she didn't look at Song Yalan.
Time seemed to stand still, the only constant being Cheng Chun Kui's heart-wrenching cries.
Seeing that her mother remained silent, Cheng Xiao Kui walked over to her and asked, "Which one is Cheng Chun Kui? You can't possibly not know, can you?"
Cheng Qiuqiu reached out and grabbed her mother's arm. "Mom! Which one is my sister? Speak up!"
She pressed on impatiently, her anger practically burning.
Isn't this just a matter of Mom saying a few words? Why hasn't Mom said anything for so long?
Seemingly hurt by Cheng Qiuqiu's gripping of her arm, Song Wenhui impatiently slapped Cheng Qiuqiu's arm in return.
She said, "Why are you in such a hurry? This is such a big matter, I need to find out the details."
Your eldest sister was swept away by the flood in mid-July, around July 17th. She was only 5 years old at the time.
Cheng Chun Kui's eyes darted around, and she reached out to tug at Song Wen Hui's sleeve, saying, "Yes, yes, it was July 17th! That kidnapper pulled me out of the river on July 17th. I heard it from the family that bought me!"
Song Wenhui's words startled Song Jingchuan.
He asked in confusion, "That's not right, isn't it August 6th? Why is it July 17th?"
For the first time, he doubted his own high intelligence. Could his father have misremembered the date he found his sister?
And all these years, the day I found my sister has been her birthday!
Song Yalan was also puzzled. The dates were more than half a month apart. It was impossible for her to have been floating in the river for more than half a month.
She stared intently at Song Wenhui and Cheng Chunqiu, who remained kneeling on the ground.
Song Wenhui said, "How could I be wrong? I can't be wrong about the date my daughter went missing! It was July 17th!"
"Was your sister pulled from the river on August 6th? If so, then she's not my daughter."
Song Jingchuan said, "But... Yalan and Xiaokui look alike! And is it really such a coincidence that two children fell into the river one after the other?"
Cheng Chun Kui immediately seized on the flaw in that statement, and hurriedly said, "She and Xiao Kui only look a little alike. Xiao Kui and I are real sisters. Look at our faces! Who dares to say we're not sisters? I look more like Xiao Kui than Qiu Kui!"
The onlookers nodded in agreement. Cheng Chun Kui was right; she really was more like Cheng Xiao Kui than Cheng Qiu Kui.
Based on appearance, Cheng Chun Kui should be Cheng Chun Kui, not Song Ya Lan!
Song Wenhui said, "Every summer, I don't know how many children drown in that river! It's not uncommon for two children to fall in even if it's only half a month apart."
"Or I could look around somewhere else. Hold out your hands and necks, let me see!"
Song Yalan obediently stretched out her hand; the scars on her wrist were still clearly visible.
But why is she stretching her neck? There's nothing on her neck.
Song Wenhui looked at Song Yalan's wrist and said, "Why do you have scars on your wrist? My daughter doesn't have any. Did you do this when you were at the Song family's house?"
Song Jingchuan said, "This wasn't done at my house. When my dad rescued her, she already had this injury on her wrist. It must be an old injury."
Song Wenhui held Cheng Chunqiu's wrist and looked at it carefully, saying as she looked, "There are no scars on her wrist, and my eldest daughter has no scars on her wrist either."
She reached out and flipped up Cheng Chun Kui's collar, revealing a mole on the back of Cheng Chun Kui's neck.
No one noticed that Cheng Chun Kui was looking down, her body trembling slightly. Cold sweat was seeping from her forehead.
When Song Wenhui saw the mole, it was as if she had discovered a treasure.
She quickly pointed to the mole and said, "Look, she has a mole on her neck! My eldest daughter has a mole on her neck! This is my eldest daughter, Cheng Chun Kui!"
She reached out and pulled the girl kneeling in front of her up, hugged her and cried, "Chun Kui, it was so hard for Mom to find you to protect me. Mom thought you were dead!"
I never imagined you had suffered so much. When your sister brought you home, I couldn't believe you were still alive!
"It's all my fault. I didn't even look at you properly when I first saw you!"
Cheng Chun Kui raised her head slightly, her face full of shock.
However, she quickly grasped her own emotions.
She said, "Mom! You always thought I was dead. If I suddenly say I'm still alive, you'll definitely be suspicious. I don't blame you at all!"
I'm so happy you acknowledge me now! After I was sold, the buyer treated me badly, beating me every day. At that time, I thought, "I wish I could find my biological parents!"
How can it be described as merely touching?!
Everyone watched silently as the mother and daughter embraced and wept bitterly.
Everyone's face was filled with confusion...
Cheng Xiao Kui never expected things to turn out this way...
She awkwardly said to Song Jingchuan, "Um... maybe there really were two girls who fell into the river within half a month of each other?"
Song Jingchuan said, "What a coincidence... I thought Yalan was your lost daughter!"
He reached out and patted Song Yalan on the shoulder, "Little sister, it's okay, I'll help you look! We'll find your family sooner or later!"
There was a slight hint of disappointment in Song Yalan's eyes, but not much.
She said calmly, "Brother, I've always considered the Song family my home. Whether I find them or not doesn't matter."
You're my own brother, and Dad's my own father. The Song family is my home!
Song Jingchuan said, "Yes, the Song family is your home! Um... if you feel tired, go home and rest."
Song Yalan said, "I'm not tired. I'll drink with you guys and play for a while before going home."
Song Jingchuan said, "Okay!"
He pulled his younger sister to the table and made her sit down to eat something delicious.
He didn't know how to comfort his sister for a moment.
Si Muyang said to Cheng Xiaokui, "Take your mother and your older sister back to their room to catch up."
Reminded by Si Muyang, Cheng Xiaokui called her mother and Chun Kui back to their room.
Cheng Qiu Kui scratched the back of her head, looking at Cheng Chun Kui and Song Ya Lan with a bewildered expression.
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