Feeling uneasy, Su Chenhao went to talk to the doctor again to learn about the specific precautions to take at home.
They are no ordinary people now; they have to be careful about much more than ordinary people. A powerful being giving birth is tens of thousands of times more dangerous than a regular pregnant woman. And to face the final tribulation of lightning, the thought of the three children enduring three times the ordeal filled him with dread.
The thought of the unopenable space filled him with even more worry than before. He couldn't show it on his face and let Qiao Xiaoni worry.
They left the hospital, took a taxi, and went to the library as agreed.
At the library, the moment Fu Jialin saw Fu Chenqiu again, he was certain that the child in front of him was his elder brother's grandson.
If the two children weren't dressed differently and were different sizes, he might not be able to tell them apart.
Fu Chenqiu looked at the old man before him, dressed in a Tang suit, his hair white but his face incredibly spirited, especially his unusually sharp eyes. A sense of fear crept into Fu Chenqiu's heart. Was he going to prevent him from seeing his brother?
Fu Boyi pointed: "Grandpa, this is the younger brother I always tell you about. Look how much we look alike."
If I hadn't been born abroad, I would have suspected he was my long-lost brother.
"Hello, Grandpa!" Fu Chenqiu greeted politely.
Fu Jialin stroked his beard: "You're right, he is indeed your brother."
"What?" Fu Boyi couldn't believe his ears. Although they looked alike, he had never thought about them being blood relatives.
Su Chenqiu is two years younger than me. The year she was born, her parents must have just died in a car accident.
"Children, what I'm about to tell you is very important." Fu Jialin sat in the chair that the butler had pulled out.
They had already cleared everyone out of the library, giving them five yuan each to do other things. They were getting paid, and quite a bit at that; only a fool would stay and continue reading.
The librarian, having received a generous gift, was very pleased and wisely left the library, waiting at the entrance. He also helped them prevent others from entering, explaining that the library was doing an inventory check that day.
Fu Chenqiu was only an 11-year-old child. After listening to the old man's story, he felt as if he were listening to a foreign language. He and his second brother were actually family, sharing the same blood. No wonder they looked so alike.
Fu Boyi asked excitedly, "Grandpa, is everything you said true?"
Fu Jialin nodded solemnly: "That's all I know. If your uncle were alive and two years older than me, he would be 75 years old."
Su Chenqiu felt that everything in front of him was unreal. How did he become a child of the Fu family?
Just then, Su Chenhao walked in.
"Brother." Su Chenqiu ran over, wanting to tell him what he had just learned, but his brother shook his head at him. Instead of speaking again, he stood obediently to the side.
Su Chenhao said to Fu Jialin, "I've known about my background for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come to our door first."
Fu Jialin was quite surprised; the young man before him was his elder brother's eldest grandson. His brother's son had passed away long ago, and this grandson was the one who had supported the family—this was the result of the investigation.
“Child, now that you know, let’s be frank. There’s no reason for the descendants of the Fu family to be left out in the countryside. You must acknowledge your ancestors and return to the Fu family.”
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