Chapter 053 Poor Child
"You can't shirk all responsibility by saying 'I don't remember'. I can't stand watching the Chu family's flesh and blood wandering outside. Otherwise, a hundred years later, I will be too embarrassed to meet the ancestors of the Chu family."
"If mother recognizes the wrong flesh and blood of the Chu family, will she have the face to face our ancestors?" Xia Xue said lightly.
"How dare you speak like that here?"
"Xia Xue is just stating the facts. Now a woman is standing in front of us with a child, saying that the Prime Minister will be responsible. The mother brought the child to the Chu Family Ancestral Hall without any investigation. If this gets out, it will be clear that she has directly acknowledged the child. Then tomorrow, Ah Mao brings another child, and later Ah Gou brings another child, and they all use the incident from three years ago as an excuse, then the Prime Minister will accept them all."
"Xia Xue, don't lie with your eyes open. Ask yourself, since you came to the Chu family, has the Chu family ever treated you badly?"
"This has nothing to do with being treated unfairly, right, mother?"
"If you remember the kindness the Chu family has shown you over the years, you naturally cannot bear to see the flesh and blood of the Chu family wandering around."
"How can mother be sure that he is the Prime Minister's flesh and blood?"
"Look at this appearance, can it be fake?" The old man tapped his cane, furious.
Xia Xue turned around and looked at him carefully again. "This child is very handsome, but I really can't tell that he looks like the photo."
"My son thinks so too." Chu Zhenxuan added.
"you"
As soon as Chu Zhenxuan opened his mouth, the woman next to him started crying again.
"Chu Lang, even if you don't recognize Rong Hua, you have to recognize your own flesh and blood."
Only then did Xia Xue know that this woman's name was "Rong Hua".
Glory? Wealth?
Xia Xue sneered.
Chu Zhenxuan had a blank expression and didn't seem to care.
"Since the Prime Minister still doesn't want to acknowledge you, then I will make the decision first and keep the mother and daughter for you. If the Prime Minister comes to his senses one day, we can discuss this matter again."
The old lady's words were so convincing that Chu Zhenxuan had no chance to refute them.
The crowd dispersed for the time being. When Xia Xue left, she looked at the child, who should be a little boy, with bright eyes and faint scars on his collar and arms. For no reason, Xia Xue felt distressed.
For some reason, although Xia Xue hated this woman from the bottom of her heart, she still liked this child.
【Xia Xue: Bibi, come out.】
[Bibi: Master, you finally remembered me.]
[Xia Xue: Can you tell me whether the child is Chu Zhenxuan's?]
【Bibi: Didn’t you say you believed in the Prime Minister? 】
【Xia Xue: Stop talking nonsense.】
【Bibi: Then let’s take their blood and do a blood test. 】
【Xia Xue: ......】
【Xia Xue: So backward! 】
Bibi muttered softly, "It's because you live in an outdated era. If it were the current system, they would just test the DNA. If it was the host from 2100, they would just scan the brain waves and find his father."
The old lady arranged Liang Ronghua and his mother to live in "Fuhua Pavilion", which was separated from her "Fuyun Pavilion" by a wall.
Xia Xue knew what the old lady was thinking. Even if Chu Zhenxuan denied it, he would still try to annoy Xia Xue.
Xia Xue didn't care. In this era, not to mention that Chu Zhenxuan could legitimately take a concubine, even if it was true, it was five years ago, before he met her. Why should she care about it?
And are she and Chu Zhenxuan really in love now?
All the way in silence.
When we returned to Floating Cloud Pavilion, the meal was already prepared in the small kitchen.
Do you want to comfort Chu Zhenxuan?
Is Chu Zhenxuan confused now?
For someone like him who has everything under control, it's quite difficult for something completely unexpected to suddenly pop up.
Chu Zhenxuan laughed. His little woman wanted to comfort him. He was thinking about how to explain to her. It seemed that this matter had little impact on this little woman.
Thinking of this, Chu Zhenxuan felt a little disappointed again.
However, considering Chu Zhenxuan's taste, he should have liked tomboys like Zuo Qing in the past few years. Liang Ronghua doesn't seem to be Chu Zhenxuan's type.
Chu Zhenxuan:......
Chu Zhenxuan: What do I need to do to make you believe that I don’t like Zuo Qing?
Chu Zhenxuan expressed sadness.
Chu Zhenxuan: +40.
Xia Xue looked at the number above Chu Zhenxuan's head and curled her lips.
What was this stinky man thinking about? He's even adding extra points. He must be cursing me in his heart.
Did you suddenly remember your past with Liang Ronghua, so you dislike me now?
Chu Zhenxuan:!!!
Chu Zhenxuan: Where is the trust we agreed on?
Chu Zhenxuan: +40+40+40.
This time, Xia Xue glared at Chu Zhenxuan directly and stuffed a piece of condensed cake into her mouth.
Next time, ask the kitchen to make some tapioca flour for you.
snort!
"By the way, the child is injured." Xia Xue suddenly said.
Chu Zhenxuan nodded, "Besides, Liang Ronghua cried for so long, but the child didn't say a word."
"Could it be that the child is dissatisfied with Liang Ronghua and is protesting silently?"
Chu Zhenxuan nodded in agreement.
Only then did Xia Xue remember that when Liang Ronghua was crying, she seemed to have pinched the boy, but the boy did not cry too. If it was her own flesh and blood, she would not have the heart to pinch him, let alone say harsh words.
Thinking of this, Xia Xue suddenly laughed.
"Meng Ya, take someone over there and tell them that the Prime Minister wants to get close to the Young Master, but doesn't want to see that woman."
"yes!"
When Liang Ronghua heard that the Prime Minister wanted to see the child, she was extremely happy and hurried back to her room to dress up.
Meng Ya explained it more clearly, she just wanted to see the young master.
Although Liang Ronghua was a little disappointed, he felt much better when he heard the servants calling him "young master" all the time, and he said he would give the child a few instructions.
So he pulled the child into a corner, pinched him a few more times, and muttered to himself for a while.
The child gritted his teeth and his eyes were filled with anger, but there was nothing he could do and he finally nodded helplessly.
As soon as the child entered Floating Cloud Pavilion, Xia Xue waved and asked him to pass with a smile.
The child shrank back a little, with a hint of cowardice in his eyes.
Meng Ya pulled him over.
Xia Xue pulled up the child's hand. The hand was very rough, and there were at least five or six cords on the small palm.
"What is your name?"
The child pursed his lips and said nothing.
"This is the Prime Minister, the father you want to recognize. I am his wife. If you recognize him as your father, you must recognize me as your mother."
"But"
The child frowned his pretty little brows.
"But what?"
"Mother said you are not a good person and told me not to talk to you."
The mother the child was referring to was naturally Liang Ronghua.
But when the child was talking about his mother, there was a flash of hatred in his eyes?
Xia Xue chuckled, "From your mother's perspective, I might be her enemy, but from your perspective, we don't have to be enemies, don't you think?"
The boy frowned, as if lost in thought.
After a pause, he murmured, "Is this okay?"
"Of course you can. In the adult world, there are always too many uncertainties, but in the children's world, all they need to do is grow up happily and healthily."
"Healthy and happy..." The boy's eyes were wet. It turned out that growing up with the care of parents meant being healthy and happy, not like him...