The sharp-minded Qiao Zhixia realized the problem at this moment.

Her father must not be the biological son of Liu Caiying and that old man Qiao.

Because old man and his wife Qiao have been subsidizing Qiao Laosan and even Qiao Guigu by exploiting Qiao Xinguo.

No matter how hard Qiao Xinguo tried to earn money to support his brothers and sisters, he would never get a word of recognition from his parents.

Qiao Laosan caught a cold, so Old Man Qiao went to ask the barefoot doctor to see him in person.

Qiao Xinguo's fever persisted, and the couple had to go out to do carpentry work so as not to delay saving money for his younger brother to get married.

These two old guys never liked the sisters Qiao Zhixia and Qiao Chudong. They despised them because they were girls and called them losers.

But they were very caring towards Qiao Gu, and even loved her daughter.

Our preference for boys over girls no longer exists with Aunt Qiao and her daughter.

There is only one possible explanation for this obvious difference in treatment: Qiao Xinguo is not the biological son of old couple Qiao.

After Qiao Zhixia quickly analyzed this guess, she immediately decided to deceive them.

"Old woman, my father is not your biological son at all. Why do you ask him to see you off to the grave? And why do you want us to give half of our family property to your daughter? Are you shameless?"

The ward suddenly fell into an eerie silence. Qiao Xinguo's face was filled with shock, while Old Lady Qiao, Aunt Qiao and others were obviously feeling guilty.

Qiao Zhixia understood in her heart that it seemed that except for her family, everyone else in the Qiao family knew that her father was not her biological father!

No wonder she feels so comfortable exploiting her father.

But Mrs. Qiao and Miss Qiao were guilty and were soon taken away by anger.

Old Mrs. Qiao was half leaning against the head of the bed, her mouth open and making grunting sounds, but she couldn't utter a word.

But Aunt Qiao spoke up angrily: "Qiao Zhixia, what nonsense are you talking about? Your father is my biological brother, born after your grandmother carried him for ten months!"

Qiao Zhixia said with a sneer on her face: "Don't pretend. I had already found out everything before I came here. I was thinking that since the old lady was dying soon, as long as you apologized and admitted your mistakes, I could at least give you some money and part ways amicably. But since you refuse to repent, don't even think about getting a penny."

When Qiao Zhixia mentioned money, and saw that she looked like she had grasped the truth, Qiao Guigu felt flustered.

She looked at Mrs. Qiao lying on the bed, asking her what to do with her eyes.

Old lady Qiao was only hanging on to her last breath, and her brain was already in a state of confusion due to lack of oxygen.

She just wanted Qiao Xinguo to give her only daughter some money before she died.

She doesn't care about anything else.

Since Qiao Xinguo already knew that she was not his biological child, it was useless for her to get him back even if she was angry. She could only pretend to be weak as she did before.

"Xinguo... although you are not my biological... child, I raised you... you should repay us. People... cannot be without conscience... let's each take a step back, you... you give 100,000 yuan to 贗妮, and then... take care of my affairs after my death, and that will be considered as repaying us... for the 10 years of raising you."

Qiao Xinguo's body swayed and he almost lost his balance.

I never expected that I was not Qiao's biological child.

He was stunned by the truth about himself and couldn't hear what Mrs. Qiao was saying.

If she is not from the Qiao family, then who are her biological parents? Where are her roots?

Fortunately, Qiao Zhixia was still sober, and she immediately refuted the old woman's self-indulgence.

"How dare you mention the 10 years of upbringing? My mom said that my dad started working to take care of the family when he was 18. He started doing carpentry to support you when he was 13. He gave you all his money for nearly 10 years, but he got a heart attack from all the work. You guys drank rice soup to raise me during those years, but I've already paid it back in the past few decades."

Qiao Gu looked resentful:

"It's easy for you to say that. If my mother hadn't picked up your father from the mountains, he would have been eaten by wild dogs. This is a life-saving favor. Are you denying it now?"

Qiao Zhixia sneered: "Don't think about repaying a favor, I won't buy it... We signed a severance agreement when we separated, how about I give it to the old lady to read as a final farewell? Besides, the old lady has ended up like this now, you haven't forgotten why, have you? You still want our money? Go to hell! When you die, I'll burn her!"

"You...you..." Old lady Qiao on the bed suddenly frowned, her face showing pain, and finally she lost her temper.

"Mom...Mom, don't scare me!" Aunt Qiao seemed to really care about her old mother.

If it weren't for the fact that the old lady had been in prison for several years and she had never visited her once, let alone sent her anything, Qiao Zhixia would have been really moved.

The next second, she heard Qiao 괗gu lying next to the old lady and shouting:

"Mom, you have to leave the house to me. I am your biological son, and Mr. Qiao's last name is not Qiao..."

The emergency doctor arrived quickly. Qiao Zhixia pulled Qiao Xinguo aside and watched the doctor perform first aid on the old lady.

After a period of chaos, the ward fell into silence again.

The doctor who participated in the rescue operation took off the stethoscope from his ear and expressed regret: "The patient had a heart attack but could not be saved. Please accept my condolences."

After hearing this, Qiao Gu's family immediately rushed to her side and cried to the sky, "My mother! You died unjustly..."

Qiao Zhixia glanced at the crying family with cold eyes, and then patted Aunt Qiao on the shoulder: "You guys can cry slowly! Remember to bury your mother, so that we outsiders will not be able to interfere in your family's affairs."

Qiao Zhixia and Qiao Xinguo were about to leave, and Qiao Guigu finally came to her senses from her overly dramatic performance.

She originally wanted to take advantage of her dying mother to get a piece of meat from Qiao Zhixia, but she didn't expect that they knew the secret that Qiao Xinguo was not her biological son.

It seemed hopeless to ask for money now, but we couldn't ask her to pay for the old lady's funeral, could we?

Qiao Zhixia saw through her thoughts at a glance, "Whoever buries me should bury me. My father is not my biological father! As for the Qiao family's ruined house where someone died, we don't want to fight with you anymore..."

Mrs. Qiao, that hypocritical and selfish old woman, finally died of a heart attack after struggling in prison for almost three years.

Before he died, he cried because he failed to get money for his daughter as he wished.

In order to get the Qiao family house, she, the "filial daughter", arranged the funeral for the old lady.

The coffin used was the thinnest and worst quality, without even a trace of paint.

It stayed at home for only one day before being hastily dragged into a pit and buried.

The grave was so sloppily built that a heavy rain on the next day destroyed it.

If the old lady knew that she wouldn't even have a proper funeral after her death, she would be so angry that she would come back to life.

Although Qiao Xinguo did not organize the funeral of Old Lady Qiao, he still went to burn a stick of incense.

Logically speaking, since the son was still alive, it was not the turn of Qiao Zhigu, a married woman, to hold a funeral. However, everyone knew that the old woman had colluded with outsiders to do something outrageous to Qiao Zhixia.

In addition, Qiao Xinguo's status in the village is different now, so perhaps out of admiration for the strong, many people think that it is understandable that Qiao Xinguo doesn't care about his mother.

In order to keep the house for herself, Aunt Qiao spread the news that Qiao Xinguo was just adopted by the Qiao family. Now no one thought that Qiao Xinguo was doing anything wrong.

But Qiao Xinguo became very depressed and really wanted to know who he was.

"Dad, Happy New Year!" The man called softly and politely, bringing Qiao Xinguo, who was troubled by his worries, back to his senses.

When I looked up, I saw a tall, long-legged, handsome and noble man standing outside the door.

Wait a minute, this face looks so familiar.

"Hello, father-in-law. I am your son-in-law, Qin Yunlang..."