Judging from the child's appearance, Old Lady Qian was basically certain that the child was indeed the second son's.
Although the second brother and his wife rarely return to the village, it is impossible for them not to tell me about such a big thing as having a child, right?
Even their youngest son Qian Longfei, the Qian family went to Mafang City to celebrate his full moon. Why have they never heard of or seen this child?
Watching Sun Xiao eat the watermelon in small bites, and even tearing a piece of toilet paper from the kang to pad his hands to prevent the watermelon juice from getting on his hands and clothes, he is indeed unlike those children who grew up in the village.
Old Mrs. Sun remembered that after all the conversation outside, the child still hadn't mentioned his name. So, she asked curiously, "You said you were my son's, so what's your name? Your parents haven't mentioned you yet."
Sun Xiaohao remembered that just now at the door, the old lady mentioned Qian Xiaoshu's name and said that he was pretending to be Qian Xiaoshu, so he replied: "My name is Qian Xiaoshu!"
"Puff, cough~ cough~ What's your name?" Old Mrs. Qian, who was chewing a watermelon, was shocked by Sun Xiaohao's words.
Sun Xiaohao ignored Mrs. Qian's reaction and repeated, "Grandma, I said my name is Qian Xiaoshu, Qian means spending money, Xiao means big, and Shu means tree!"
Old Mrs. Qian stared at him for several seconds before she reacted. She muttered to herself, "One little tree was lost, and another one showed up. Could it be that the weird-looking little tree from before was an imposter?"
But after thinking about it carefully, this idea was untenable. Because the child was handed to them by the second son and his wife, and they were the ones who personally registered the child, and the child was under the name of the eldest son, Qian Jincai.
And although they had only been back three or five times in the past few years, they had seen Qian Xiaoshu, and because they had complained, he had severely beaten the child. So, the second son and his wife must have known that it was the child they brought back.
The more Mrs. Qian thought about it, the more confused she became. She felt like her brain was no longer able to think straight.
Sun Xiaohao saw the doubts in Mrs. Qian's heart and asked nonchalantly, "Grandma, you don't think I came to your house to eat and drink for free, do you? Look at how much I look like my mother. My grandmother's family members all look similar. Think about it, isn't that the case?"
Old Lady Qian listened to Sun Xiaohao's words and thought carefully about her only two meetings with the Zhan family. Indeed, from the elders to the young, everyone in that family looked very similar. The most typical features were the frog eyes and flat mouth, and this child also looked like this.
Next, Mrs. Qian wanted to inquire about her second son's situation and asked, "How did you get separated from your parents? Do you know what your parents did?"
Sun Xiaohao shook his head and said a little aggrievedly: "I don't know, they didn't tell me."
Mrs. Qian then asked, "What about your parents and their other children? Where are they? Why aren't they with you?"
Sun Xiaohao replied: "I didn't live with them. My parents let me live somewhere by myself. They came to see me once and then left. No one was taking care of me, so I went to find the police myself."
"So, are you living with your parents? We can't contact your parents now, and there's no way for you to ask what's going on." Old Mrs. Qian was a little worried about this.
The village was buzzing with rumors that the second son and his wife had committed a crime, and the police were looking for them. She had been feeling uneasy these past few days, worried something might happen, but unexpectedly, without any news about the second son, she had instead been greeted by a grandson she had never heard of.
Well, there's nothing I can do now, I'll just have to keep him. This child is quite close to me, not shy, speaks good Mandarin, eats politely, and his little movements are so pretty no matter how you look at them. But his face isn't very pretty, it looks like his mother. Fortunately, he's not like the first little tree, who was obviously not their Qian family's child.
When the other members of the Qian family came back and saw that there was an extra child, they hurriedly asked Mrs. Qian what was going on. After listening to Mrs. Qian's description of what happened today, they were all very curious about this child.
Qian Meijuan stretched her neck and asked Sun Xiaohao, "You said you are also a small tree? But you are much taller than the lost small tree!"
Why are you so fair-skinned? Why do you speak Mandarin so beautifully? I'm your older sister now, can I learn to speak Mandarin with you?
My aunt married and moved to the provincial capital, and she speaks Mandarin beautifully. I love the way she speaks, but unfortunately I can never imitate her. If you live here all day, I'll be able to speak Mandarin quickly too."
Qian Meijuan's outburst made Sun Xiaohao feel quite irritated. However, he didn't show it. Instead, he nodded happily and said, "Okay, sister! My parents always told me that there's a beautiful sister named Meijuan at my grandmother's house. It seems they weren't kidding me!"
Qian Meijuan was very pleased with Sun Xiaohao's flattery. She reached out and gently pinched Sun Xiaohao's cheek and said, "Did Second Uncle and Second Aunt really say that to me? I haven't seen them many times, but many classmates say I'm pretty. Everyone in our Qian family is pretty.
It’s a pity for you though, you look too much like Second Aunt, luckily you’re pretty cute, hahahaha…”
Qian Meijuan kept talking to herself, thinking that Sun Xiaohao, a little brat, couldn't understand her. However, Sun Xiaohao rolled his eyes in his heart and labeled Qian Meijuan as a fool, so easy to fool!
Qian Longbin was not very interested in the new kid. He had found a new way to entertain himself. He rarely hung around in the village and town, and rode a bicycle to the county town every day.
However, his family members were used to him hanging out during the day and never asked him what he was doing.
Now, he has become a regular at the Hutong video hall. After watching the videos, a fire in his heart is ignited. He always thinks about the scenes in the videos in his mind and is ready to find an opportunity to try them out himself.
After returning from outside, he yelled to Yu Min: "Mom, I'm hungry. Is the meal ready?"
Yu Min had already cooked a large pot of white rice porridge, cut some pickled vegetables into shreds, and made some cold eggplant salad. He was now making pancakes in a wood-fired pot.
Hearing his son's cries, he said angrily, "All you do is ask what we're eating. You're already seventeen, and I told you not to go to school. I told you to be an apprentice at a car repair shop, but you just hang around all day and don't do any proper work. You're old enough to get married, so can you stop worrying about us all the time?"
Yu Min worried about her son. She didn't expect him to become a successful person, but at least he should be able to support himself. But he was becoming more and more like his unreliable father. She was afraid he would grow up to be a useless person who only cared about eating, drinking, having fun, and looking for women.
Old Mrs. Qian was listening to Yu Min's words in the room and was unhappy. She immediately came out to refute Yu Min: "How old is my eldest grandson? Even if he hangs around for a few more years, I can still afford to support him. You don't need to worry about it. What are you unhappy about?"
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