This person really looks like her father, even the position of the black mole on the left side of the chin is exactly the same. Similar appearances may be accidental, but if even the moles are the same, it is not just an accident.

Moles are hereditary. If moles grow in the same place, it is the result of blood inheritance.

She didn't know which town he was from, and she didn't remember the name of the town where her parents worked. She would observe him carefully, but not show any sign of it, so as not to alert him.

Liu Fusheng's anesthetic didn't wear off until the next morning, and there was no one to take care of him. His rank wasn't high enough to live on the fifth floor. Chen Chuchu discussed with Zhuang Guodong and decided that she would go take care of him for a few days and then leave when his family members arrived.

Zhuang Guodong understood her behavior very well. Regardless of whether this man had any relationship with her or not, it was normal to take better care of him just because he looked like her father when he was young.

Liu Fusheng's position is deputy platoon leader. He is so young and can become a deputy platoon leader. He is a capable person.

After the anesthetic wore off, the wound was very painful, but he was very strong and didn't say a word. Only the sweat that kept coming out of his forehead told Chen Chuchu that he was very uncomfortable.

"If you really can't bear it, just get a painkiller shot!"

"No need." Liu Fusheng shook his head firmly, "I can handle it, it's okay."

"Where are you from?" Chen Chuchu asked with a hint of meaning. Fearing that Liu Fusheng would be disgusted, she explained, "I was worried that you were in too much pain, so I wanted to talk to you to divert your attention."

"Thank you! My home is from Sanduo Village, Sanduo Town, Hongsha County." Liu Fusheng was a little out of breath when he spoke. The wound was really painful, and he was trying hard to suppress his pain.

Chen Chuchu remembered this address, Sanduo Village, Sanduo Town, Hongsha County. Did her parents work at the health center in this town? She would ask them when she returned home for the New Year.

There was no way Yu Xiaoyan could have used this matter to lie to Fu Haozhe. There must be something she didn't know.

"Your parents and relatives may be able to come and see you soon."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a woman crying anxiously outside: "Fusheng! My son, why are you so stupid? Why did you go to the battlefield without telling us? What do you want?"

Chen Chuchu turned around and saw a short, dark, and slightly plump woman in her forties rushing in. She pushed her away and started crying and scolding the naked Liu Fusheng.

"You little bastard, you've grown wings and don't listen to your mother. Now you're fine, right? You're injured and can't move, right? If you die on the battlefield, how will your father and I survive? Have you ever thought about it?"

The next person who squeezed over was a timid, short man. He didn't cry. He just looked at Liu Fusheng who was lying on the bed without saying a word.

Chen Chuchu silently retreated to the door and saw a girl of about seventeen or eighteen following behind them. She was wearing a red shirt with yellow flowers, cloth shoes that were washed so much that they looked bleached, and a pair of navy blue pants that were a bit worn.

The girl looked completely different from the woman. She was tall, with delicate features, two braids, and looked quiet and gentle.

The couple's looks don't match Liu Fusheng's thick eyebrows and big eyes, and their figures are also incompatible. It is obvious at first glance that this child is not theirs.

Liu Fusheng was at least 1.85 meters tall, the timid old man was at most 1.60 meters tall, and the short and fat woman was only about 1.5 meters tall. Even if the couple had genetic mutations, it would be impossible for them to give birth to a son with a fair complexion and handsome appearance.

"Mom! It hurts so much, can you please stop nagging me?"

Liu Fusheng lay on his side, not daring to lie flat. He had a wound on his back, and he couldn't lie down either, as the wound would hurt if he moved.

"How can I stop nagging? I thought you were doing well in the army, but suddenly I received a call saying you were injured on the front line. I was scared to death." Liu Fugui's mother Wang Xiangying yelled with her neck stiff, "You are in pain, do you feel the pain now? Why didn't you think there would be such a day when you signed up to go to the front line?

If you die, our Liu family will be extinct. I asked you to marry your cousin Xiaolan, but you refused. I am confused. How come so many cousins ​​get married well? Why can't you do that?

I don't care. When you recover from your injury, you must marry Xiaolan. If you don't, I will die in front of you."

Chen Chuchu was speechless. She didn't know what was wrong with this mother. Her son was already injured like this, and she forced him to get married. Couldn't she just talk properly? Having such weird parents must be a sin in her previous life.

Liu Fusheng's father, Liu Degui, coughed and pulled the girl to Liu Fusheng's bedside: "I've brought her to you. Let Xiaolan take care of you in the hospital. Your mother and I have to go back to work.

Fusheng! You are our son. Marriage is a matter of life and death. It is up to your parents and the matchmaker. You cannot resist. Your uncle said that if you marry Xiaolan, he will give you a dowry of 80 yuan.

Liu Fusheng shook his head: "I won't marry her. Cousins ​​can't marry each other. They will give birth to fools in the future."

"Bullshit! Your mother and I are cousins. Are you two sisters stupid? Are you stupid?" Liu Degui angrily retorted unhappily.

"That's right." Wang Xiangying was dissatisfied with Liu Fusheng's words, with a threatening look in her eyes, "I've said it before, Xiaolan is my chosen daughter-in-law, you have to marry her whether you want to or not."

"Mom! Why do you keep forcing me to marry her?"

Liu Fusheng was exhausted by his wounds, and his parents were nagging him to marry his cousin. He was really about to collapse.

"Am I still your biological son? How could you treat your own son like this? Why did I ask to go to the front line? I just don't want to see you. If you keep pushing me like this, I would rather die."

In an instant, the ward became quiet. Wang Xiangying and Liu Degui looked at each other and said nothing more.

The son looked less and less like them. In fact, many people in the village were talking about it, but the couple insisted that their son was their biological son. No one dared to deny it, after all, there was no evidence.

When his son was eighteen years old, he was forced to get engaged to Wang Xiaolan. He refused to agree and finally secretly signed up for the military physical examination and escaped to the army.

He had been away for three years and had it not been for his injury, it would have been difficult to catch him. He had thought about going to the army to cause trouble, but was persuaded by the production team leader.

"A guy from the next village who served in the army with Fusheng wrote to me, saying that Fusheng got promoted. He's so capable, why are you making a fuss? Don't you want your son to make progress? To bring honor to you?"

He wanted to answer, "No."

That child was not his own, he had stolen it, and he was afraid that his son would drift away and not recognize his biological parents in the future. If that happened, wouldn't he have raised him in vain?

She wanted to tie her son to her side and not let him run away. She wanted to prevent him from meeting his biological parents in this life, let alone being recognized by them.

Wang Xiaolan's eyes were filled with tears: "Brother Fusheng! What's wrong with me? Tell me, can't I change?"