Yao Qiongming went out to look for Xia Mingfeng. Zhou Hengjun, who stayed in the study, suddenly became excited. He looked at Yuan Jing and said, "Do you think we met when we were young? If so, we should be destined to meet."
Yuan Jing laughed, but when he thought about it, it made sense. However, according to his original life, the fate between the two was a bad fate. They both died in a foreign land, and at the prime of their lives. But that would not happen in this life. The child who fell into the water was rescued to the shore, and Zhou Hengjun was also alive and well.
"Well, it's fate."
Zhou Hengjun grinned foolishly, thinking no wonder he liked the little fox so much, it turned out there was a reason.
Downstairs, Xia Mingfeng didn't expect that Qiao Yuanjing had already known that he was not a child of the Qiao family. She felt distressed but at the same time proud of his rationality at this age. He was worthy of being her, Xia Mingfeng's, child, rational and grateful.
After the most exciting moment, Xia Mingfeng was much calmer as she sat downstairs. The child had been found. Even if they could not recognize each other, she knew that her child was alive and well and was very outstanding. Even if the child did not come back to her in the future, she could stay near the child, watch him grow up, and get married and start a family in the future.
"He said the nanny from that year?" Xia Mingfeng recalled the past in shock. The nanny was a blur in her memory. The child was lost so suddenly. Jiang Yujin rushed out to condemn her as a mother. She was the culprit for the child's disappearance. The old lady also stood on her daughter's side. She was hit hard physically and mentally, and had to look for the child everywhere. How could she even think of investigating the problem of the nanny?
"Xiao Qiao, no, Xiao Jing is right. I should go check it out. Xiao Jing's disappearance was too sudden. Also, I want to meet the Qiao couple someday. I want to know what it was like when they adopted Xiao Jing. Of course, I know Xiao Jing has to agree to this, so I won't go there rashly."
Yao Qiongming was also very curious about what happened in the Jiang family back then, so he nodded and said, "I'll tell Yuan Jing about it."
He could understand why Sister Xia changed her name from Xiao Qiao to Xiao Jing, because Qiao was his adoptive parents' surname after all, and perhaps every time she called him that, she was reminding Sister Xia of the loss of her child.
After talking with Sister Xia for a while, Yao Qiongming went upstairs to the study. When he pushed the door open, he saw his nephew smiling at Qiao Yuanjing. He hadn't seen that gloomy smile and tenderness in his eyes for many years. Yao Qiongming's heart moved. It was right for his nephew to come to Lincheng. If he insisted on staying in the capital and facing the Zhou family all day, he would probably become more violent and rebellious.
Thinking that his nephew had to leave the capital because of the grandson of the Jiang family, Yao Qiongming felt that it was a great thing that Sister Xia took Yuan Jing back to the Jiang family. He didn't believe that with Yuan Jing, a genuine grandson, the two elders of the Jiang family could still dote on a grandson so much. Although he didn't have much prejudice, the boy's surname was Wei after all, and he didn't believe that the old man of the Jiang family would not want to see an outstanding grandson.
Without the Jiang family's influence, the Wei family was not even a match for the Yao family. Like his nephew, he had no good feelings towards the Wei family, including Jiang Yujin.
"uncle."
"Uncle Yao."
Yao Qiongming closed the door and conveyed Xia Mingfeng's meaning to Qiao Yuanjing. He also found it interesting that they were all here, but he had to pass the microphone between the upstairs and downstairs.
Yuan Jing had no memory of how Qiao's parents adopted the original body. He only heard from the villagers that he was brought back by his parents to be raised. He nodded and said, "I will find an appropriate time to talk to my parents."
He sighed in his heart. Mr. and Mrs. Qiao definitely didn't want him to know, but it would be revealed sooner or later. Instead of letting others tell him, he still hoped to tell Mr. and Mrs. Qiao in person.
Zhou Hengjun glared at his uncle and patted Yuan Jing on the shoulder: "I'll talk with you."
Yuan Jing smiled: "No, I need to talk to my parents alone about this."
Uncle Yao was also amused by his nephew: "Don't get involved in this matter." What would it look like if his nephew got involved?
Both of them were against it, and Zhou Hengjun also knew that he was not suitable to join, and he showed a little bit of frustration, which made Yao Qiongming laugh.
Originally, the nephew had never had such a sincere friend in the capital, but when he came here, he hit it off with Qiao Yuanjing. It turns out that making friends also depends on chemistry.
Yuan Jing and Xia Mingfeng formed a tacit understanding in this way. Yuan Jing never mentioned talking to his parents, and Xia Mingfeng never urged him.
Yuan Jing did not stop coming to the Yao's house to do his homework and read books because of this incident. He still came during the day as usual, so Xia Mingfeng also came to the Yao's house every day.
After arriving at the Yao family, she did not disturb the two from studying, but quietly presented them with fruits that she had personally selected, as well as the best snacks from the restaurant outside. And on the first day, she handed Yuan Jing a bank card that she had prepared.
Although Yuan Jing didn't lack this little money, when he saw the uneasiness in Xia Mingfeng's eyes and the strong maternal love that seemed to be about to overflow but she didn't know how to express it, Yuan Jing hesitated for a moment and then accepted it.
Sure enough, after accepting it, Xia Mingfeng showed a look of joy, because in her opinion, although her son had not recognized her yet, he did not reject her contact.
Yuanjing did not touch the money in the card for the time being, but he did learn about the business that Xia Mingfeng was involved in through Zhou Hengjun. He also learned more about the biological mother and the biological father through the Internet.
As he said, Xia Mingfeng did not tell anyone in the Jiang family about finding him, including Jiang Hong. This shows that in Xia Mingfeng's heart, her son is much more important than the Jiang family and her husband.
Xia Mingfeng also took time to learn cooking from her aunt. When she brought the fruit up, Yuan Jing could see a few blisters on her hands from the oil. This thoughtfulness made him feel sad. Yuan Jing looked at her and said, "Don't just focus on us. I'll be here all the time. Go and deal with anything you have first."
There were dark circles under Xia Mingfeng's eyes for the past few days, and it was obvious that she didn't sleep well at night. Yuan Jing knew that she had to take care of herself and other things outside, so she was busy. Even so, she still found time to cook for him. He was a person who would only respond to soft words and not hard ones. Xia Mingfeng's behavior really touched his heart.
Xia Mingfeng was so happy to receive her son's concern that she waved her hand and said, "It's okay. Those things can be handled through the Internet. Just read a book. I won't bother you anymore."
After saying this, he looked at Yuan Jing happily again, and then left Zhou Hengjun's room.
As soon as the door closed, Zhou Hengjun showed a sour expression and asked curiously in a low voice: "Are you really going to recognize her?"
Yuan Jing pinched a piece of cut fruit and put it into his mouth, then looked at Zhou Hengjun curiously: "Blood ties cannot be changed, so it's better to let nature take its course."
Moreover, according to what he had learned, in the whole incident, Xia Mingfeng's biological mother, like the original body and Qiao's father and mother, was the most innocent. He couldn't bear to hurt Xia Mingfeng's kind motherly heart.
Zhou Hengjun snickered, "It will be fun if you recognize the Jiang family. The kid surnamed Wei takes advantage of the fact that the Jiang family has no children and thinks he is the grandson of the Jiang family. He thinks he is a treasure. If you recognize him, it will be considered revenge for me. Let's see how arrogant he will be in the future."
Yuan Jing laughed in silence, but he was not optimistic about the Jiang family's situation. Although Wei Jiabai had a heart disease, he was allowed to indulge him to the point where he could not distinguish right from wrong. Doesn't the Jiang family have any responsibility?
"Hearing what you said, I don't like the Jiang family very much. If I go back and really run into Wei Jiabai, who has a heart attack all the time, will the Jiang family stand on his side or mine?"
Zhou Hengjun imagined that scene, then frowned in disdain. He didn't dare to say that the Jiang family would stand on the side of the little fox. Some people would rely on their bodies to be unreasonable and overbearing.
"You're right. Then I won't recognize you. I think Aunt Xia has been living well in the past few years without returning to the Jiang family. Aunt Xia will definitely stand on your side." Zhou Hengjun dared to bet, but he couldn't say anything about Uncle Jiang. He had the impression that he was a very serious man. Someone like Wei Jiabai would not dare to act like that in front of Uncle Jiang.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Hengjun rode his bicycle to send Yuan Jing home. At this time, Xia Mingfeng would also send him to the door, and reluctantly watched the two of them ride away until they could no longer see each other, and then turned around to do her own things.
After searching for a few days, she finally found the whereabouts of the nanny. When she saw the information sent from the computer, Xia Mingfeng's face turned cold.
The nanny was called Wang Zhaodi. You can tell from her name that she came from a family that favored boys over girls. She was already in her thirties when she worked as a nanny in the Jiang family. Her husband broke his leg, so she had to work outside to support her family of five. They could be said to be a poor family in the village.
But now Wang Zhaodi's family is a wealthy family in the village. According to the villagers, Wang Zhaodi made a fortune when she was working outside. When she returned to the village, she not only used the money to heal the man's legs, but also built a house.
At this point in time, Xia Mingfeng's eyes hurt. Where did Wang Zhaodi get her fortune from? Her son was missing, and then Wang Zhaodi, the nanny, became rich? If there was no trick, she would not be named Xia.
Who was it? Was it the nanny's own decision or someone deliberately caused her to lose the baby? Xia Mingfeng was furious.
If she really finds out that someone deliberately harmed her child, she will never forgive that person, even if it means going through fire and water.
There is another suspicious point. Wang Zhaodi's hometown is actually in the same province and city as the Qiao couple's hometown, but one is in the south of the city and the other is in the north, separated by several mountains.
Xia Mingfeng wanted to call the police immediately, but she held back when she thought of Yuan Jing's words. Even if she wanted to take revenge on Wang Zhaodi, she had to talk to Qiao Yuanjing first. She also wanted to know how the Qiao couple adopted the child.
At this time, Zhou Hengjun sent Yuan Jing downstairs to his home. Yuan Jing was carrying his bag and was about to go upstairs, but Zhou Hengjun locked his bicycle upstairs and was ready to go upstairs with Yuan Jing.
"Go back, what are you going to do with me?"
Zhou Hengjun said confidently: "I'll help you pick and wash the vegetables."
Yuan Jing chuckled: "Okay, why don't you stay and have dinner before going back."
"Okay, okay." Zhou Hengjun grinned immediately. He thought he had a cool and aloof image, but he didn't know that he had already exposed it in front of Yuan Jing.
"Remember to tell your family."
"Hey, I'll call right away." Zhou Hengjun went upstairs with Yuan Jing and called home. He didn't have to bring his dinner to cook. The corners of his mouth were raised high while he was on the phone, and he looked very proud.
Dinner was made by the little fox. In other words, the little fox cooked for him!
Mr. and Mrs. Qiao were no strangers to Zhou Hengjun. They knew that their son now sat at the same table with Zhou Hengjun and went to his house to read and study during the day, so they were very enthusiastic to see him stay for dinner. Mr. Qiao even went out to buy some braised dishes.
Yuan Jing's cooking skills are really average. Even if he puts in the same seriousness as he does in making medicine, he is still far behind Jiang Qingshan in his previous life. Unfortunately, Zhou Hengjun in this life is a young master, so there is no need for him to cook. Even picking and washing vegetables is careless, so don't expect him to do that.
But no matter how mediocre the dishes he cooked tasted, Qiao's father and mother were happy to eat them. Not to mention Zhou Hengjun, who ate with relish.
After dinner, Zhou Hengjun took the initiative to say goodbye and left. Yuan Jing sent him downstairs and watched him ride away before going back upstairs.
After cleaning up the dishes, Qiao's father and mother were sitting in the living room, watching TV and chatting. Even though they were talking about trivial matters, this family of three was still very warm. Yuan Jing was very conflicted and wanted to speak several times but swallowed it back.
Father Qiao used a small hammer to knock out a small pile of pecans and pushed them in front of Yuan Jing: "Son, this thing is good for your brain, eat more."
"Dad, Mom, you guys eat too." Yuan Jing felt like there was something stuck in his throat.
Qiao's mother was very careful and noticed something was wrong with her son. She touched his forehead and found that he didn't have a fever. "What's wrong with Xiaojing? Did you spend all the money you had? Mom will transfer some money to you."
As Qiao's mother spoke, she went to get her phone to send a big red envelope to her son. Yuan Jing quickly stopped her: "Mom, I have plenty of money, really, Mom, Dad, there is something I don't know how to start."
Dad Qiao stopped cracking the walnuts and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Were you bullied? Tell Dad and I'll go find their parents."
"Don't interrupt. Just listen to what Xiaojing has to say." Qiao's mother patted Qiao's father.
Yuan Jing scratched his head. This was really the most difficult thing in the world. He finally gave up struggling, squatted in front of his parents, and reached out to grab their hands: "Dad, Mom, I still remember what the villagers said about me when I was a child."
Qiao's father and mother were shocked. They looked at each other. The reason why they didn't go back to their hometown often was because of their son's life experience. But it turned out that their son had heard it a long time ago and still remembered it. Qiao's father panicked: "Xiao Jing, those are all nonsense from the old family. You were so young, and your parents raised you."
"Xiao Jing, did you hear something again?" Mother Qiao was also nervous.
Yuan Jing buried his face in their hands: "Dad, Mom, I know I am not your biological child, but you are my real father and mother. Don't try to drive me away. Your son will always stay with you."
Qiao's mother's eyes suddenly turned red, and Qiao's father's eyes were not much better. He stroked his son's head with his other hand and said, "Okay, okay, Xiaojing, don't cry. Mom and Dad love you the most. Even if you want to leave, you won't chase Xiaojing away. Xiaojing is your most beloved baby."
Mother Qiao wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Xiao Jing, has anyone found you?"
Father Qiao panicked: "No way, it's been so many years, let's talk about the past..."
"What happened back then?" Yuan Jing raised his head and looked at his father, then at his mother, "Dad, Mom, how did you bring me back home back then?"
Seeing his son's red eyes, Qiao's father felt very distressed. He looked at Qiao's mother and said, "There is nothing to hide about this matter. In fact, your parents didn't want to hide it from you forever, but you were still young at that time, and at that time..."
Mr. and Mrs. Qiao recalled what happened in the past. At that time, they did not go out to work, and Mrs. Qiao had never been able to get pregnant. However, the couple was still very loving. They thought that if they had no children, they might as well adopt one. They raised him from childhood and treated him like their own child.
Father Qiao still remembers that the weather was quite cold that day. He and several young men from the village went into the mountains to cut trees. If anyone in the village needed wood for a wedding, they could go into the mountains and pick a few trees. However, they would need to be replanted in the spring of the following year, and the wood could only be used by their own family.
After entering the mountain, Father Qiao actually heard a child crying. He ran towards the sound and saw a crying child who had just learned to walk and call people. The child's face was red from the cold and he felt his forehead and found that he had a slight fever. The young men did not bother to cut down trees and hurriedly carried the child back to the village. They sent the child to the hospital and called the police at the same time.
The very next day after the child was sent to the hospital, it started snowing there. Mother Qiao was watching over the child in the hospital at the time, and she and Father Qiao were a little scared. If the child had not been found and brought out a day earlier, when it snowed and fewer people went into the mountains, it would have been hard to tell whether the child could have survived.
After spending a few days with the child, Qiao's mother fell in love with him. In addition, the police had not yet found out the child's origins and there had been no reports of missing children in the surrounding area. When discussing where to go for the child, Qiao's father and mother had an idea, and in the end, the child picked up from the mountains became their son, Qiao Yuanjing.
"At the time, the police suspected that you were abducted from somewhere else and were still investigating your origins, so they left you with your parents for more than a month before agreeing to let us go through the adoption procedures. It's a pity that the police have never been able to find out who dumped you in the mountains. Although God sent you to your parents, we still have to blame the traffickers for almost costing a life."
"We contacted the police investigating this case for nearly a year, but there was no result. Later, because your parents were disgusted by the villagers who kept mentioning that you were adopted, and the conditions in the village were poor, they brought you out with them. After you were out, they contacted the police for a while and asked him to notify us if he had any news, but later nothing came of it."
Yuan Jing let go of the last worry in his heart. He was most afraid that Qiao's parents were involved in human trafficking. It turned out that he was really adopted by Qiao's parents, brought back from the mountains. It can be said that the grace of raising him and saving his life is as heavy as a mountain, and it is not an exaggeration to call them his reborn parents.
"Thank you, Mom and Dad. If it weren't for you, I might not exist."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Heaven has destined you to be our son." Mother Qiao patted her son on the back and told him not to talk nonsense.
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