In the dim light, Uncle Sarah could be seen holding onto the door frame, his eyes sliding across the faces of Ye Wan and the other two, and then landing on He Sichen.

Staring at He Sichen intently, a gleam of light appeared in Uncle Sarah's eyes.

"His father..."

The woman who was eating watermelon in the room felt something was wrong, and she lifted the curtain and walked out while wiping her mouth.

Then he looked at Ye Wan with surprise, "Xiao Wan, it's you? Why are you here so late? Come in, come in..."

"Agui, go and take out the watermelon hanging in the well... Xiaowan, you've been running around all the way, right? Are you hungry? Come in..."

Her simple hospitality and enthusiasm were clearly revealed. The woman quickly cleared the table, placed small stools in the place, and invited Ye Wan and the other two to sit down. Then she turned around and went straight into the kitchen.

In the room, Uncle Sarah looked at He Sichen hesitantly, "You, you are..."

As soon as the words "Are you our Ah Xi?" came to his lips, Uncle Sarah choked up and became speechless.

He Sichen smiled and nodded, "Dad, I'm Ah Xi."

On the side, Feng Suheng took out the appraisal certificate from his bag and handed it to Uncle Sarah.

There were not many words he recognized, so Uncle Sarah faced the light, pointed at the words, and read them one by one very slowly.

It seemed like a century had passed before he finally finished reading the two pages.

Looking at He Sichen again, tears couldn't stop flowing from his turbid eyes.

"Fuck, fuck?"

Shouting loudly, as if he still felt it was too slow, Uncle Sarah went to the kitchen with the appraisal certificate.

The next second, loud crying sounded from the kitchen.

Crash.

The beaded door curtain was opened again, and the young man Agui came over with a plate of watermelon and placed it on the table.

"Brother, eat watermelon..."

The boy's eyes were as bright as stars, and because he was trying hard to hold back his tears, the veins on his neck stood out from his dark skin.

Grabbing a piece of watermelon and handing it to He Sichen, Agui stared at him, as if confirming that this was the brother his mother had been talking about for 18 years.

As the boy laughed, he suddenly raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes.

It was more than ten minutes after the crying in the kitchen stopped that the sounds of stir-frying and stewing began again.

When Uncle Sarah came back into the house, he looked several years younger.

"Xiao Wan..."

Although the words were directed to Ye Wan, Uncle Sarah kept looking at He Sichen.

Now that his son was found, Uncle Sarah felt relieved that he could die with his eyes closed. However, when facing his son, he didn't know how to talk to him.

Separated at birth, the couple has been missing their son for 25 years, one of them talking about him every day while the other keeps it in their heart.

But they never raised him for even a day.

During these 25 years, when he suffered hardships and injustices, they not only did not help him, but also did not stay by his side.

I don’t know how much resentment and hatred Ah Xi must be feeling.

Thinking of this, tears were about to come out again.

Uncle Sara wiped his eyes and looked up at Ye Wan, "Xiao Wan, can you stay at home for a few days?"

"Ah Xi..."

Feeling sad and sad, Ye Wan turned around to look at He Sichen, "How many days can you stay at home?"

"Three days."

He Sichen looked at Uncle Sarah and said, "Dad, I can stay at home for three days."

"Oh, okay, okay, okay..."

The word "Dad" seemed to turn on Uncle Sarah's tears again.

The man, who was over 40 and had endured all the hardships and fatigue in his life, and never cried, now nodded and covered his face, then squatted beside the table and started to cry.