Feng Yuli's expression froze for a moment, speechless: "...Am I that kind of person?"
Feng Langqing nodded seriously: "You are."
Everyone in the Feng family knows that his eldest brother is a medical and scientific fanatic. When he was in school, he almost used himself as a human experiment. If his father hadn't given him a good beating to "maintain" his precarious conscience, he would never have become a Doctors Without Borders after graduation.
They established their own medical research institute a long time ago to conduct research.
Therefore, Feng Langqing felt that Feng Yuli was capable of doing such a heinous thing.
The two brothers stared at each other. Feng Yuli sneered, stood up, and kicked Feng Langqing, saying, "Get out of here!"
Feng Langqing skillfully stuck out his buttocks to dodge, raised his hand to slap down his long legs, and clicked his tongue: "Look, you're getting impatient."
"Then tell me, where did this kid come from, our frigid father who's been in a coma for three years? Did he spring out of a rock like Sun Wukong?"
"Where's your younger sister? Why don't you bring her out and let me see her!"
Feng Yuli's forehead veins throbbed slightly, and he almost couldn't maintain his polite smile. This guy really talks too much!
Feng Langqing didn't give Feng Yuli a chance to speak at all, and clapped his hands together: "See, you can't produce it, can you? Stop fooling around...!!"
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yuli pulled up a photo of Nan Yuanman on his phone and shoved it in front of him, deliberately covering the lower half of Nan Yuanman's face with one finger: "Here, little sister."
Feng Langqing was stunned, staring blankly at the photos on his phone, then looked up at Feng Congqian on the hospital bed: "...Oh my god."
So you really do have a younger sister?
But isn't this little sister a bit too young?
Is Daddy, an old cow, eating young grass? What a beast!
"I've already had Meng Qinian do a paternity test, and the results should be out today. Another piece of good news is..."
Feng Yuli's smile didn't reach his eyes: "The reason for Father's coma has been found."
Feng Langqing: "!!"
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Meanwhile, Nan Yuanman, completely unaware of this, was traveling by bus with Yao Xianglu to her hometown.
Yao Xianglu's hometown is not far from S City, about a three-hour bus ride away.
Yao Xianglu was worried that Nan Yuanman would be hungry or carsick, so she bought a lot of fruit and snacks and carried them on the bus, observing her mental state from time to time along the way.
She had taken care of children before, and children under seven years old were at the age when cats and dogs disliked them. She was a little uneasy, afraid that Nan Yuanman would make a fuss with her.
She just didn't expect that Nan Yuanman was so well-behaved, unlike a five-year-old child.
He sat quietly on the bus, drank water obediently, and only ate snacks after being quietly asked for permission. He didn't litter and put all his trash into his small handbag.
No screaming, no shouting, no crying—he's practically a fairy child!
Yao Xianglu felt a warmth in her heart from taking care of her, and for the first time, she had the thought of getting married and having a sweet, gentle child.
Nan Yuanman is not uncomfortable with buses. Before her grandfather got sick, he would occasionally take her on bus trips to broaden her horizons when he went out on fieldwork. She is already used to it.
After a journey filled with food and drinks, we arrived at Yao Xianglu's hometown—a small village hidden on the outskirts of the bustling city of S.
Even in the countryside, Yao Xianglu's hometown is more developed than Batang Village. Every household lives in an apartment building, cars are parked in front of their doors, and there are convenience stores in the village.
When Yao Xianglu and Nan Yuanman got off the bus, the gossipy aunties sitting under the big tree at the village entrance greeted her: "Oh! Lulu's back? How's your mother?"
"Whose child is this? Lulu, did you get married outside?"
"Oh my, you're so cute! Here, have a candy."
The older women chattered away, giving Yao Xianglu no chance to speak, and stuffed the candy from their pockets into Nan Yuanman's pocket.
Nan Yuanman smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Auntie~"
Yao Xianglu quickly hugged Nan Yuanman in her arms: "This is my friend's child. I brought her to the countryside for a visit. Auntie, you two continue chatting."
After saying that, she hurriedly fled with Nan Yuanman.
These middle-aged women were too enthusiastic; she couldn't handle it.
Yao Xianglu looked down at the little girl in her arms who was earnestly eating candy, her heart softening. She asked, "Yuanman, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something before we go?"
"I'm not hungry, I've eaten my fill along the way, let's go straight there!" Nan Yuanman patted her round little belly and said.
"good."
Yao Xianglu led Nan Yuanman into the mountains for nearly an hour. When the surrounding trees gradually increased, they finally stopped in front of a cemetery.
In the past, most people in the countryside were buried in the ground. After the reform, burial was no longer allowed, and cremation was the only option. Therefore, the villagers allocated a mountain to be used as a cemetery.
Yao Xianglu's ancestral grave is located halfway up the mountain, on a flat area, and the feng shui seems quite good.
Nan Yuanman stood on the graveyard, craning her neck to look around. Her gaze settled on a relatively new-looking grave not far away: "Whose grave is that?"
Yao Xianglu followed the little chubby hand and looked over. When she saw the grave the little chubby hand pointed to, she paused for a moment and quickly said, "That's my grandma's grave. She passed away from illness two years ago."
A bad feeling rose in her heart; "Is it... my grandmother?"
Her grandmother treated her mother badly when she was alive. Because she favored her eldest uncle, she always pressured her father to help her eldest uncle and also harshly insulted her mother.
During her final days, her mother took care of her, but her grandmother was still dissatisfied with her mother and treated her very harshly. It was common for her grandmother to make things difficult for her and throw her bowl. She once saw her deliberately poop on the bed and make her mother clean it up when she happened to come back from the city.
Even as she was dying, she held onto her father and made him swear a solemn oath to take care of her uncle for the rest of his life before she breathed her last.
The more Yao Xianglu thought about it, the more indignant and angry she felt. Her hands clenched into fists, and her breathing became rapid and heavy.
She tormented their family for so long during her lifetime, what more could she possibly want? Why won't she let them go even after death?
Nan Yuanman didn't rush to answer. He ran over with his short legs, circled the grave, and stared at the photo on the tombstone for a while.
The photo shows Grandma Yao Xianglu when she was young, with two braids, delicate features, and a bright smile at the camera.
Under the cover of ghostly aura, that radiant smile became sinister, and staring into those eyes for too long could send chills down one's spine.
Yao Xianglu pursed her lips and followed behind Nan Yuanman. Just as she was about to ask more questions, she saw Nan Yuanman suddenly squat down and dig around the grave.
The chubby little hand pinched a clump of soil, looked at it in front of its eyes, then put it to its nose to smell it, and even put it in its mouth to taste it.
When Yao Xianglu saw her put it in her mouth, she instinctively wanted to stop her, but she was afraid of disturbing her, so she restrained herself and waited anxiously.
Nan Yuanman took her finger out of her mouth, took a sip of water to rinse her mouth, and then asked her, "When you buried this old woman, did you not calculate the date?"
Yao Xianglu was taken aback: "Do we need to calculate the date for a burial?"
Nan Yuanman looked at her in surprise: "Yes, we wanted it! Didn't you include it in the calculations?"
Yao Xianglu scratched her head: "Isn't it said that... after a person dies for three days, there are no taboos...?"
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