The man asked, and seeing that Ye Wan didn't answer, he placed the sealed tube in front of Ye Wan.

In the sealed tube, there is half a tube of blood that has already been drawn.

"I went to the health center to get it."

The man took out his pipe and slowly filled it with tobacco. "A few days ago, two people came to my house. They said they knew that my eldest son was missing and asked us a lot of questions."

When talking about his eldest son, the man raised his eyes, but only glanced at He Sichen's trouser legs and didn't look up again.

"They said that if they had the blood and then got the child's, they would know whether we were father and son. ... I didn't know if they were scammers, but I didn't give it to them."

The man raised his eyes and looked at Ye Wan. "You are not tourists. You are in the same group with them, right?"

"Uncle, we..."

Before Ye Wan could start to explain, he saw the man who was filling his pipe just now grabbed the sealed tube and stuffed it into his pocket.

The next moment, the woman lifted the door curtain and came in and asked, "Xiao Wan, do you and your brother like braised pork or crispy pork?"

"It's all fine. You can do whichever one doesn't bother you."

"Okay."

The woman let down the door curtain and went into the kitchen.

The man took out the sealed tube from his pocket and handed it to Ye Wan, "Keep it."

Ye Wan took it.

The man raised his eyes and looked at Ye Wan, "Can it really be tested?"

"Yes."

Ye Wan nodded. "Using the blood of the parents and the child to do an experiment, we can test whether it is their child. It is the same as the blood test in ancient times, but it is more accurate."

The man nodded, picked up the unlit pipe and took a puff.

He glanced at He Sichen's trouser legs and then at the kitchen.

The man looked at Ye Wan again, his expression indescribably solemn, "If the test shows that it is really my Ah Xi, please come back and tell us. If not, then... don't come."

Just by looking at the man's eyes, you can tell that he has guessed that He Sichen might be Ah Xi.

I also know that men don’t want women to be disappointed.

Ye Wan nodded solemnly, "Okay."

The woman was very skillful and in just over half an hour she had prepared four dishes and a soup.

The four of them sat at the four sides of the square table and started eating with their bowls.

It was as if the man was in a different mood after coming back from a trip out. He was no longer as silent as before.

While inviting Ye Wan and He Sichen to eat, he told them about the places they could visit nearby.

It was as if Ye Wan and He Sichen were really tourists who came here to play.

The meal was quickly finished, and before leaving, Ye Wan stuffed a red envelope that he had prepared before coming into the woman's hand.

"No, no, no..."

The woman was anxious to shirk her responsibility. "Who in our village hasn't entertained guests? You guys are here to help boost our tourism industry, and our lives are getting better and better. How can we ask for your money?"

You can tell at first glance that it's something you heard from the news, but the woman said it in a serious tone.

As he spoke, he pushed Ye Wan out of the door, as if he could return the red envelope by closing the door.

Ye Wan took back the red envelope and walked up to the man, "Uncle, keep it. If you come next time, buy us some braised pork."

Looking at the sincere smile on the girl's face and the bright red envelope in front of her.

The man blinked his shining eyes and took the red envelope.

"His father, you..."

"Keep it. Next time they come, we'll make them 18 bowls of food!"

Eighteen bowls is the custom when someone in the village marries a daughter or daughter.

The woman looked at Ye Wan, then at the man, and sighed, "Xiao Wan, you must come then!"

The word "OK" almost came out of his mouth, and Ye Wan nodded, his throat a little dry.

"Let's go..."

Behind her, He Sichen grabbed her sleeve and pulled her out the door.

Even when the gate is closed, you can still hear women scolding men for accepting their red envelopes.

The man responded with a very good temper, "Okay, I'll return it to her next time they come."

As the cold wind blew, Ye Wan could no longer hold back her tears, which slid down from the corners of her eyes and wet her cheeks.

(End of this chapter)