The next morning, after washing up and having a simple breakfast, Sun Aimin said goodbye to his family, dropped little Sun Mian off at school, and then took a bus to the hotel where the Song family was staying.
While in the car, he had already called Zhang Ying, told her the general situation, and asked Zhang Ying if she had time to meet with the Song family first.
Zhang Ying didn't expect that he just rented out a house, but the tenant actually did such a big thing in secret.
Although she didn't figure out on the phone how Sun Aimin knew that Wang Zhicheng was not his biological son, and how he helped Wang Zhicheng find his suspected biological parents, it did not prevent Zhang Ying from becoming extremely interested in this matter.
She had long suspected that Wang Zhicheng was not the biological child of the Wang family, but when she asked Wang Zhicheng, he firmly denied this suspicion.
The Wang family’s neighbors were not their neighbors when Wang Zhicheng was a child, nor did they know the Wang family, so they did not know Wang Zhicheng’s background.
Genetic testing technology is already available in this era, but it is very troublesome and requires approval from public security agencies for identification.
However, many people who are related have similarities in appearance. In some families, the faces of the whole family look like they were copied and pasted, and they can be seen as a family at first glance.
According to Song's parents, the third child looked very much like the second child, and they were almost identical when they were born. However, due to limited conditions at the time, they were unable to take photos of the children.
This time they came prepared and brought many photos of their children and grandchildren. Since the second and third children look alike, they should not be much different when they grow up.
And their children should also have many similarities in appearance.
When Sun Aimin arrived at the hotel, the Song family had already had breakfast and were waiting in the lobby on the first floor.
Sun Aimin said, "Uncle, Madam, I have briefly discussed this matter with Wang Zhicheng's wife. Let's go meet her first, and then have her go back and work on Wang Zhicheng's thoughts."
As they were talking, they left the hotel and took two tricycles to the place they had agreed to meet with Zhang Ying.
This place was designated by Zhang Ying; it was a rather stylish teahouse. In those days, teahouses weren't popular with ordinary people, and teahouse owners didn't consider the subsistence crowd a consumer group. These were reserved for wealthy bosses.
Some bosses like to drink tea themselves, while others invite people with vested interests in the business and government circles to come. No matter whether the tea tastes good or not, the main thing is that the consumption is high, it gives you face, and it makes you appear stylish.
Zhang Ying had been here twice when discussing business with others and thought it was a good place, so he invited Sun Aimin and others to meet here.
Now, as long as there is someone who can help Wang Zhicheng completely get rid of that family of vampires, Zhang Ying would like to worship that person directly, let alone using two or three months' salary of an ordinary worker to treat them to tea.
After Sun Aimin and the Song family arrived at the teahouse, they were taken directly to the tea room reserved by Zhang Yingding by the waiter.
Zhang Ying had been waiting inside for a while. She placed her order and asked the waiter to make tea. After Sun Aimin and the others arrived, she sent the waiter out.
She looked at the people Sun Aimin brought with her and was stunned for a moment, feeling a little dazed.
Because Song Hongwu and her husband Wang Zhicheng look so much alike, except that Song Hongwu is thinner and has more white hair.
Now, before the other party even opened his mouth, Zhang Ying was certain that this must be Wang Zhicheng's blood relative.
When she just received the call from Sun Aimin, she was still a little nervous, worried that the family had made a mistake and she couldn't tell Wang Zhicheng about this.
Now it seemed that she had been worrying too much. If Wang Zhicheng, that big fool, saw such a family standing in front of him, would he still be reluctant to do a paternity test with the Wang family?
Her brows immediately relaxed, and she greeted them with a smile, saying, "Hello! Xiao Sun, can you introduce me to them?"
When Sun Aimin saw Zhang Ying's reaction, he knew that this was almost true, so he immediately acted as a middleman and introduced both parties one by one.
Now everyone knew each other. The Song family still didn't know if they had made a mistake and couldn't wait to confirm it.
After sitting down, Mrs. Song immediately said to her eldest son, "Hongwen, take out our family photo album and let Xiao Zhang take a look. The third child looked most like the second child when he was a child. I wonder if they still look alike now."
Following the old lady's instructions, Song Hongwen pulled the photo album from his bag and handed it to Zhang Ying. "These are our family photos, including those of adults and children. We can't do a test right now, so let's first look at the face to see if they look alike."
Zhang Ying took the photo album, flipped through it, and said casually, "Actually, I know the result without even looking at it."
She looked at Song Hongwu and said, "You two brothers looked alike when you were little, and you still look the same now. It's just that Wang Zhicheng is a little fatter than you because of all the business and entertainment over the years."
Then she pointed to a photo of a little girl in the album and said, "My child looks a lot like this one."
The child in the photo she was referring to was Song Hongwen's daughter Song Yunxi, who was taken when she was ten years old, about the same age as Zhang Ying's daughter is now.
After hearing what Zhang Ying said, the Song family finally felt relieved.
Old Mrs. Song asked hurriedly, "My daughter, can we go see him? He was only two years old when he was lost, and now he is forty years old. We have been looking for him for a full thirty-eight years. I thought I would die with regrets..."
As Old Mrs. Song spoke, she began to cry, and several older men in the Song family also began to wipe their tears.
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