Chapter 19
The air was silent for almost two minutes before Brother Hui looked Luo Yao up and down with suspicion and said hesitantly, "Are all you underground musicians this wild?"
“…”
According to Brother Hui's investigation, Xiao Fusheng is five years old this year and was adopted by Kan Qi. This means that her parents had her six years ago, and Luo Yao was only 17 years old six years ago.
Although he looks good, the color of his eyes is completely different. The only explanation is that he had an affair in an underground bar, and the other party might have been a foreign beauty, but they must have broken up later, because when Brother Hui met him, he looked like a person destined to be alone.
Brother Hui had no problem with this. PR, of course! He was more concerned about another issue.
"Who is the child's mother?"
Luo Yao is not an irresponsible man. It must be that the child's mother ran away with the baby, but then secretly sent the child back, causing the child to be picked up by the police.
Luo Yao said irritably, "How the hell do I know who her mother is?"
"How could you do this!" Brother Hui also scolded him, "I thought you were an honest man, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless that you don't even know your mother."
Luo Yao stuffed the bottle into his mouth and walked out of the kitchen: "Shut up!"
But Brother Hui wouldn't let him go. He followed him closely all the way. Because there were workers around, he had to lower his voice as they went upstairs together: "Tell me the details, then I can write you a lawyer's letter."
Luo Yao, who had calmed down, of course knew that this was not a matter of the lawyer's letter.
He definitely has no blood relationship with Xiao Fusheng. Does he have to rush to the police station and say that the cub I raised in my phone has escaped?
You will definitely not be able to beat Kan Qi in court.
He opened his phone, which he hadn't looked at for a long time, clicked on the trending search and looked at all the details one by one. He was even more certain that Xiao Fusheng didn't know who he was at all, otherwise he wouldn't have asked his name.
But she remembered the song? Perhaps she remembered the conversations on her phone.
He appeared in front of the child so abruptly that the child might not accept him.
"Say something!" Brother Hui was extremely anxious, not knowing whether to deal with the plagiarism issue or the issue of his illegitimate daughter. "I'll contact Kan Qi's people right now and arrange for you and your daughter to meet."
Come on, it’s not certain whether Kan Qi can let him go in that condition.
"Or should you do a paternity test first?"
Luo Yao pondered: "Is there any way to fake a paternity test?"
"Why, you don't want to admit it?"
"No." Luo Yao shook his head, "Forged a paternity test to prove she is my daughter."
“…”
After talking for so long, you are still drunk and high!
Brother Hui resisted the urge to give him a big fight. He sobered up a little. He couldn't beat Luo Yao who hadn't drunk yet. Worried that something might happen if he stayed, he turned around and left the room.
"Wait a minute." Luo Yao called him.
"Let me remind you again what the core socialist values are. We cannot do anything that violates the law."
Luo Yao gave him a look of disdain: "Buy a plane ticket to North City, I'll be there for a while."
"What are you going to do in North City?"
"Doesn't Kan Qi live in North City?"
"Are you crazy, or am I?" Brother Hui retreated and grabbed his collar. "If you really want to fight with him for the child, what can you use to fight with him? An atrophied cerebellum corroded by alcohol?"
"...Are you looking for a beating?" Luo Yao grabbed a handful of hair.
Brother Hui walked into the cloakroom and brought him a small mirror: "Look at what you look like now."
The person in the mirror had swollen eyes, a pale face, messy hair, and even his collar looked tattered.
"Look at what Kan Qi looks like."
Luo Yao opened his hand, glanced at the pile of garbage on the ground, and silently picked up the waste paper. After a long time, she said, "Then I want to go see her too. It's okay to see her from a distance, right?"
Brother Hui walked out of the room and booked a plane ticket for him while talking. "I just don't understand. That kid is indeed good-looking, but she's just a girl. You're not going there to get evidence of plagiarism. What's the point of just watching her from afar? You could use that time to write a few more songs..."
The room was quiet again. Luo Yao leaned against the table and thought for a long time before he slowly stopped.
Why is it so messy? The room smells so bad. She said she likes to drink, and if I take her over, she can't find out.
After opening the window to let in some air, he stood by the window and suddenly lowered his head.
It seemed like he really had no right to take the child back. What could he use to pick her up? He was no longer the Luo Yao of the past.
In the past, he had dreams and passion, and was confident in his talent, so he could announce that he would project her on the big screen at his concert.
Now, forget about concerts, he can't even write a catchy song.
Zhang Wenhui was half right. She was a Yun girl, but she was more than just a Yun girl.
During the time when he was singing in a bar as a pre-teen without any source of income, this overly intelligent child was his only outlet and source of support. He spent countless nights talking to him, listening to him share, and giving him emotional support.
Otherwise, why would I have the idea of projecting her onto the concert screen?
And those two lines of lyrics... The atmosphere of the song was actually dark from the beginning. He wrote it when he was lost and couldn't find a direction to persevere. It was the child who added hope at the end.
"Dad, don't be discouraged." The child's voice on the phone was crisp and soft. "I like listening to Dad sing. Dad is really good. I've been waiting for Dad to hold a concert. Then I can see Dad!"
“What if no one listens?”
"Then I'll accompany Dad," the child said. "There are probably a lot of people there. I'll walk with Dad and sing one song after another to them. Then everyone can hear it."
He was planning to send that song to his management company in exchange for an opportunity.
But before he could save enough money for himself, the game went bankrupt, the software could no longer be opened, and the child disappeared.
Tian Zijin got the song from somewhere, and when he was about to take it to the company, Tian Zijin became famous with this song, and even got the idea for his roadshow. The sound systems in the streets and alleys were filled with the voice of that plagiarist.
That day, he came out of an underground bar after singing all night and met Tian Zijin on a roadshow. He was drunk for a moment and walked up to him with a punch.
His phone was broken and the game couldn't be opened, so he had no evidence to prove that he wrote the song.
Even if he made his debut successfully later, that song would never come back, and no one knew what that song meant to him.
It was originally thought that even without that song, he could still write other songs and surpass Tian Zijin's status, but after just two years, he could no longer write any songs. On the other hand, Tian Zijin could always write many good songs before him.
Luo Yao didn't know what was wrong with him, nor did he know whether he should really give up this path, but he had clearly promised the child.
"He said that this song would include my name and project me on the screen at the concert."
The child's voice on the phone was very soft, as if uncertain.
Luo Yao's head hurt more and more after hearing this, and his whole body seemed to be twisted.
He couldn't do it, but he still wanted to go see the child.
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The program recording took three days. On the first day, we went to school, and on the second day, we went to the countryside, where Kan Qi used to live.
Many young people are not at home, and the only ones left are the elderly. These elderly people don’t use the Internet much, and they don’t know what Kan Qi was like online before. They are very happy to see him back.
"It's Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi hasn't been back for many years, and he's still so handsome!"
"Hey, is this your child? He's prettier than you!"
Little Fusheng was led by Kan Qi's father as they walked all the way back from the village entrance. Her arms were already stuffed with a lot of random things, including fruits, milk, and candies. Some grandparents had nothing to give her, so she just picked whatever she saw from their own small vegetable garden.
She let go of her father's hand, took a large handful of celery, and said naively, "Thank you, Grandma."
The grandmother smiled from ear to ear: "How cute! Xiao Qi is so lucky."
Arriving at a familiar place, Kan Qi's somewhat aloof temperament also faded a lot, with a faint smile on his lips: "Yes."
It is his blessing.
"There's nothing at your house," the grandmother said. "Come to my place for dinner. I'll make more for you. Bring your friends!"
Kan Qi has basically never come back since his grandparents passed away. He is busy with work and only donates some money on special holidays or when the village needs it. There must be nothing in the old house now.
The program team also made arrangements. Students have to eat in the school cafeteria. If they come here to learn about Kan Qi’s past, they naturally have to visit the homes of their fellow villagers. These people will be paid later.
After Kan Qi got the procedure, he nodded and said, "Then, thank you for your help."
From the way these elders treated Kan Qi, it was clear that the villagers really liked him.
[It's hilarious! Who wouldn't like a rich boss?]
Ignore those haters. They can turn anything white into something black. I only trust my own eyes now.
[Ahhh my baby is so cute, why does he even want to hold celery? It makes me laugh to death.]
[He's still sniffing with a frown on his face, probably not knowing what this is.]
Little Fusheng is very inexperienced in life. After all, her parents never taught her anything, so she is very curious about everything, especially those she has never seen before.
"Dad will help you get it."
"No." Little Fusheng held everything in his arms like he was protecting his food. "Fusheng, get it yourself."
Kan Qi looked at the things she scattered along the way and had no choice but to resign himself to walking behind her and pick them up for her.
[A monkey breaks corn, breaking off each one and throwing it away.]
[I thought I had it all in my hands, hahaha.]
The village was not big, and he soon reached Kan Qi's old house. Even after many years, he could still remember the way.
Xu Mai was a little surprised: "It doesn't look like no one has been here for a long time."
Kan Qi was also a little surprised. Although the old house was locked, the yard outside was clean and tidy. Even the flowers he had planted on the outermost edge were still growing well.
An old man who was doing farm work happened to pass by and said with a smile, "Xiao Qi is back. We have all taken turns cleaning your house over the years."
Kan Qi was slightly stunned.
"We know you might not come back, but we should always remember you," the old man said. "Your grandparents were very kind to us back then, and you haven't forgotten your roots. We all know that you paid for the repairs of the village roads, so we thought we'd leave you some of the money."
In fact, Kan Qi would come back every year to burn incense for his grandparents, but he never appeared in front of everyone. He came and left in a hurry, especially in the past two years.
He concealed the bitterness in his eyes and said, "Thank you."
"It's us who should thank you," the old man said. "It's not you. It's inconvenient for us to get around now. Now we can ride bikes or drive into the village. There's a basketball court and a small kindergarten in the village. You can go and see them later. This will give everyone a chance to thank you."
Kan Qi smiled gently but didn't respond.
The old man left soon, and before leaving he repeatedly urged everyone to go to his house for dinner.
"We've only been here a short time, and almost every household has invited us to dinner." Xu Mai said with a smile, "You're really popular in the village."
"I haven't been back for many years." Kan Qi said, "Everyone is very kind to everyone."
Xu Mai nodded twice, but he had a plan in mind.
In the past, there were many negative rumors about Kan Qi that he was a big shot, but after spending the past two days with him, I found that he had almost no airs. Apart from being quiet, he was basically easy to communicate with and cooperative at other times.
There's even a feeling that he doesn't care how many shots he gets. He won't create topics to attract the camera, and he just answers whatever is asked. Even yesterday's clarification was because he was bullied by someone.
It is said that Kan Qi has never participated in a variety show, and it seems to be true.
Even now that he had come to the village and had so many opportunities to shape his own character, he had never emphasized it.
When his fellow villagers told him about his past deeds, he remained neither humble nor arrogant, and did not try to give himself any halo.
It seems that Master’s decision to give him a straw was really a good one.
"The village is pure and simple. If you live in the city for a long time, you won't be able to experience this kind of neighborly affection," Tian Zijin said. "You can live across the street for two or three years and still not know if it's a human or a ghost."
After what happened yesterday, everyone now has complicated feelings towards these two people.
Tian Zijin thought, since he couldn't find fault, he had to speak in a favorable way. It would always be good to gain more popularity for himself. He also needed to know what kind of resources Kan Qi would receive in the future.
"Right, Kan Qi?"
But Kan Qi was squatting in front of the water pipe in the yard washing fruit for his son. After hearing this, he just nodded lightly and didn't say much.
[I don't know if it's my imagination, but I always feel that Kan Qi doesn't like Tian Zijin very much. He is very gentle when talking to other people.]
"Yeah, our Xiaotian didn't do anything wrong. He was searched yesterday, but he's still holding a grudge today. Why is Kan Qi so dismissive?"
Did he believe what Zaizai said and think Xiaotian plagiarized?
[Stop it, Luo Yao hasn't said anything yet, and you're getting anxious.]
Little Fusheng was holding a bunch of things and biting an apple as he walked around the yard curiously, observing the hometown of Kan Qi's father.
Kan Qi used the key to open the door. It was full of dust inside, but it was still in good order. It must have been very clean when someone lived there before. There was a group photo in the middle room.
It is a photo of young Kan Qi and his grandparents.
The dust was so thick that no one went inside. Furthermore, the old house was a concern for potential safety hazards, so everyone stood at the door. Xu Mai looked at the photo and asked, "Have you lived only with your grandparents since you were a child?"
Kan Qi looked at the photo and said, "Well, my parents died early."
"I heard your grandparents are buried here too," Tian Zijin asked. "Why don't you move the graves and take this photo with you?"
[They all say it's just superficial work.]
This time, Kan Qi did not ignore him again. He already knew clearly that this person had been looking for an opportunity to set a trap for him.
So he said calmly, "Their roots are here. The old people in the village are also buried here. I left a copy of the photos. I hope they can see it here when they come back. That's why nothing is moved."
Even the bed covers were placed neatly on top.
"What about you?" Kan Qi asked, "I heard that you have a very good relationship with your grandparents."
"Of course." Tian Zijin nodded. "My parents are busy with their business, and I grew up with them."
Kan Qi asked in return: "Then why don't you take them with you?"
Tian Zijin was stunned and hurriedly explained: "They prefer their hometown. They can't get used to living in the city!"
"So." Kan Qi raised his eyelids, "Why would you ask me such a question?"
“…”
Tian Zijin was speechless.
[Huh? Why did Kan Qi translate it this way? I suddenly feel like Tian Zijin is setting a trap for others.]
If you don't understand, that's fine. But asking someone else this kind of question when you have elderly people at home really shows a low EQ.
Didn't you notice yesterday? No matter what Tian Zijin said, he always liked to cue Kan Qi.
[But Kan Qi and Xiao Tian don't have any rivalry now, right? They're not on the same level anymore.]
[It's just a casual question, don't over-interpret it.]
"It's good to stay here," Xu Mai said to help. "The old man would be very happy if he came back and saw you. But it's no wonder that female teacher kept praising you yesterday. You must have amazed many people when you were young."
Even though there was dust, one could still see the clear features of little Kan Qi. He stood between two old men with a faint smile on his face. He was wearing a white T-shirt and looked very youthful.
[Ahhh why didn't Kan Qi and I go to the same high school? I'll definitely kill everyone who bullies him!]
[Oh my god, it breaks my heart to think that such an amazing senior has to drop out because of some people.]
If this face were in my youth, I would have secretly loved him for seven or eight years, my white moonlight.
【Wow, this is so cool, I'm crying! 】
"Maybe." Kan Qi's eyes were filled with a smile, as if he was also reminiscing, "It is also a unique memory."
He missed and yearned for his youth, which he could never return to, and the old friends in this house more than anyone else.
Several people stood at the door and recalled the interesting things that happened to Kan Qi in his hometown in the past, but no one noticed that Xiao Fusheng, who was chewing an apple, was gone.
Fortunately, there are many cameras and a photographer who specializes in filming Xiao Fusheng.
So in another shot, little Fusheng squeezed out from the gap between the adults. She put the small gifts given to her by her grandparents aside and picked and chose.
According to her knowledge of folk customs, one must hold memorial services for an elderly person who has passed away.
What's more, these are Kan Qi's father's grandparents, so they are his own, um... grandparents?
He looks so kind, no wonder Kan Qi’s father is so gentle.
She picked out those that had fallen on the ground and were broken, and then, imitating her father, squatted by the small sink and carefully washed the rest. She even washed the celery.
Xiao Fusheng, who had lived in a castle and was used to being served by servants since she was a child, had never done housework. After all the work, most of the hem of her skirt was wet, and the sleeves of her jacket were wet, but she seemed not to notice.
The cameraman who was filming the scene asked, "What are you doing?"
Little Fusheng answered seriously: "For grandpa and grandma, delicious food."
After she finished washing everything, she didn't care whether there was water or not, and ran back with the baby in her arms. Relying on her small size, she lowered her head and squeezed in among the adults.
Several people saw Xiao Fusheng suddenly run into the house, and they didn't react to what she was going to do.
Kan Qi also followed in: "Fusheng?"
Xiao Fusheng placed the handkerchief he had taken out of his small bag a long time ago on the table under the photo and wiped it with his feet.
The handkerchief turned black, not afraid of getting dirty, and then put all the clean things on it: "Grandpa and Grandma, eat."
Kan Qi paused.
The others were also slightly surprised.
As we all know, Xiao Fusheng has only been adopted for a short time, but how can she understand all these things at such a young age?
"My name is Fusheng." Little Fusheng looked up and said obediently, "I am Kan Qi's father's daughter, and I am your grandparents."
She clasped her hands together and earnestly promised the deceased old man: "In the future, I will take good care of Kan Qi's father, just like you do. I will make sure he eats well, doesn't get sick, and isn't bullied."
The child's voice is still childish, but the words he says are more touching than those of many adults.
Xu Mai, who had seen a lot of scenes, couldn't help but cover his mouth.
Kan Qi stood behind Zaizai, and all the emotions that had been suppressed since entering the house surged up at this moment.
[Zizi wants to protect his father and become his umbrella in the future.]
He walked forward slowly, clasped his hands together like Zizi, raised his eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa and grandma, this is life, I am very lucky to have met her."
[Can I meet her again? Have I met her before?]
[I'm about to cry because of Zizi's attentiveness. If anyone has a child like this, they will be spoiled like crazy, even if they are not their biological child.]
[May I ask which direction Kan Qi must have prayed in order to find a child like this?]
[First, you need to have a good appearance like her, and second, you need to be on TV for people to see.]
[This is my first time seeing Kan Qi in real life. He's incredibly charming, and he wouldn't let his children down. He must be a very kind person, right?]
Soon, everyone retreated from the house. Kan Qi locked the house again and took a deep look at the pile of fresh fruits and vegetables and the photo inside.
"Dad Kan Qi." Little Fusheng hooked his fingers with his dirty little hands, "It's time to eat. It's good for your health."
Today is another day to urge Dad to eat well.
Kan Qi smiled lightly: "Okay."
When we arrived at the home of the fellow villager we had agreed to meet, we found that they had set up a big table.
[Isn't the entire production crew eating there? They're really disturbing grandpa and grandma.]
[The table is a bit too big. Can't the production team explain that there are only four people eating? ]
Those who said Kan Qi was good to the elderly, have now been slapped in the face, right? 】
The director was also unsure and turned to ask Xu Xin: "Mr. Xu, do you want to give me a hint?"
Xu Xin looked at Kan Qi squatting in the yard with the child, and remembered what the director had said before: people who love their daughters can't be bad, so he shook his head and said, "It's okay, don't worry about it."
Take a gamble.
Because Xiao Fusheng walked into the house, there was a lot of dust on her body, and her hands were stained black after wiping the table. Kan Qi boiled some hot water at a fellow villager's house and squatted in the yard to wipe her face and hands.
"Dad Kan Qi." Little Fusheng obediently stretched out his hand and asked curiously, "Grandpa and grandma, they are also very gentle, right?"
Kan Qi: “Yeah.”
"That's why I have a dad." Little Fusheng showed his dimples, very satisfied, "I forgot to thank my grandparents for giving me such a good dad."
Kan Qi curved his lips and gently pinched her little face: "I should thank you."
Cross those boundaries and appear before me.
"Xiao Qi." Someone walked in from outside, and grandma was holding a large bowl in her hand. "I asked you to go home, but you didn't go. I made some pickled meat and brought it over for you."
Kan Qi stood up and laughed: "Grandma Li, you don't have to be so polite."
"Why are you being so polite? We've only just started. We still have so much meat at home that we can't even finish it all."
Little Fusheng stood beside his father and bowed politely: "Thank you, Grandma Li."
"I heard your name is Fusheng." In the village, even the smallest news would spread everywhere. Now everyone knew that little Fusheng was Kan Qi's adopted daughter, but they didn't have any prejudice against her. Instead, they were even more loving. "You're so thin. Ask your father to give you some more meat later."
"Your father is a very good man," said Grandma Li. "You two must get along well with each other in the future."
"Yeah!" Xiao Fusheng nodded, "I will, and be good to Daddy!"
"So good."
[Kan Qi could even call out this grandmother's last name, so he really knew her.]
[Grandma and the others know about Fu Sheng's relationship? They're even explaining it to the kids. Only someone who knows Kan Qi well would say that.]
The bowl of meat was placed on the extra-large table. Before Grandma Li left, two more people came in, each holding a large bowl with vegetables and meat in their hands. It looked very delicious.
"Oh, Old Li is here too early." A grandfather put the dishes on the table with a smile, then turned to Kan Qi and said, "Xiao Qi, look, grandpa made you your favorite stewed pig's trotters with soybeans. Eat more and let our granddaughter taste grandpa's cooking skills."
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Kan Qi did not refuse. Instead, he smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Grandpa Wang."
Little Fusheng had no choice but to shout along with his father.
These people are very nice to Dad.
Gradually, more and more people came to the yard. Each person who came would be brought a bowl of food, and Kan Qi could call out the other person's surname or name one by one, and he looked very familiar at first glance.
The huge table was also filled with dishes. The host only cooked one dish, but the table was full. Not only that, there were other small tables next to it.
The host came out and said, "Why are you all standing here? Sit down!"
Xu Mai and the others sat down in bewilderment, not understanding why they were suddenly treated to a full banquet.
"Originally, our family made it," the host said, "but everyone wanted Xiao Qi to come to their place, so we just made one dish each. We used to do this here too, so don't mind, it's all clean."
The yard of this house is big. Except for a few older people sitting at the same table with Kan Qi and his friends, the others also sat down at the small tables nearby. It was like a banquet in the open air.
It was extremely lively for a while.
Xiao Fusheng was tugging at the table. She didn't eat as much as she did at Kan Qi's father's house because Uncle Xiao An would cook according to the daily recipe, but the food here was richer and more fragrant, and she liked it better.
But she was too short, and considering it was unsafe for her to sit on a high stool, the host specially placed a small table for her.
Little Fusheng sat behind his father: "Dad, I want to have a bite."
"Okay." Kan Qi would always pick up some food for her, but he was worried that she wouldn't be able to finish it, so he would pick up the food the child couldn't finish and eat it himself.
The elderly people at other tables had never seen such a beautiful baby girl, and since she was Xiao Qi's child, they all fell in love with her at once.
Not only did Kan Qi pick up food for her, but other elderly people also kept picking up food for her, and the small table was filled to the brim.
Seeing that she couldn't finish it, Grandma Li beside her even held the bowl and said, "Grandma, please feed you."
Xiao Fusheng blinked. She has always been very independent and usually eats from her own bowl. She never expected that she would be fed.
Gradually, Kan Qi was squeezed out, and Xiao Fusheng's small table was moved to a wider place. She fed this one and that one, and her mouth was so busy that she couldn't stop.
"This baby looks so pretty when he eats."
"Even prettier than Xiao Qi when he was little. Oh, those eyes."
"Hmm." Xiao Fusheng couldn't help but say in between bites, "One bite at a time, I can't eat anymore."
Some elderly people also advised: "Feed less, or the baby will be overfed later."
Grandma Li's movements were much slower. As she fed the baby, she talked to Xiao Fusheng: "We used to feed your father in the same way."
Little Fusheng was very curious. She couldn't imagine how her father looked like being fed.
"Your father grew up eating at many different houses," Grandma Li said with a smile. "His parents died early, and his grandparents did farm work during the day. Sometimes they were too busy, so whenever they came across a family cooking, they would invite him to join them."
Xiao Fusheng seemed to understand but not quite.
"When he grew up, he would come home from school and help any family that needed help, so we all liked him very much."
Little Fusheng understood. She touched her bulging belly and nodded her little head: "I like it too."
After thinking for a while, he said, "I will help too."
The old people were very amused by her.
This time, Kan Qi did not fight with the elders for the child. He just stood quietly at the back and watched with a faint smile on his lips.
After dinner, Xiao Fusheng stood in the open space and danced for her grandparents. She had no money and nothing to give them, so she had to dance to thank them.
The old man only knew that she danced beautifully, but he didn't know how well she danced.
[Oh my god, I've only heard that Xiao Fusheng is multi-talented, but I didn't expect her to be such a great dancer.]
[This age doesn't match the maturity of his limbs at all! ]
[I must go and check out Xiao Fusheng's talent show.]
[Family, the children's channel will be updated tonight. The guest in the preview is Xiao Fusheng. Come and watch it after the live broadcast ends!]
In the camera, after little Fusheng finished dancing, he was rubbed by his grandparents.
Now that Kan Qi has grown up and they can't rub him anymore, the next best thing is to rub his cub.
As the time was getting later, everyone wanted to go back to the city to rest, so they chatted for a while and then left.
Xu Mai seized the opportunity to learn about Kan Qi's childhood from the villagers. The villagers answered all his questions and recalled them vividly.
Finally, Grandma Li, who was holding little Fusheng, returned the child. She smiled and said to Xu Mai, "Our Xiao Qi suffered a lot in the past. The whole village loves him very much, but we are all old now. We don't know what is happening outside, and we can't keep up with the times."
"I just hope everyone won't make things too hard on him, because we all believe in him. He's a very good kid and he definitely wouldn't do anything bad. You must watch carefully! Thank you."
The other elderly people also wiped their eyes, fearing that the children they raised might suffer any injustice outside.
They couldn't keep up with the speed of the Internet. Only today, after Kan Qi brought the children back, did he call his children and grandchildren who were outside and find out that people on the Internet were being particularly mean to him.
But the old man could do nothing but sincerely ask those people to open their eyes and not misunderstand such a good child.
They don't even know that they should say this to the camera instead of the host. They don't know that the audience is outside the camera.
Xu Mai was deeply moved and looked towards the camera: "Don't worry, everyone will hear it."
"Grandma." Xiao Fusheng, who had returned to his father's side, ran back to Grandma Li and hugged her. "Don't worry, Grandma. I promised that I would protect Dad."
"Of course, Grandma knows that Xiao Fusheng is also a good child." Grandma Li also leaned over and hugged her. "I will trouble you from now on."
“Yeah!”
If this is acting, I'll crown these grandparents the best actor and actress.
[I want to cry. It really feels like a helpless elder doing his best to make decisions for his child. He truly treats Kan Qi as his own child.]
True feelings don't necessarily come out loud; grandparents are really nice people.
[From now on, I, Little Fusheng, will take care of Dad for Grandpa and Grandma.]
【Cry well, so simple.】
Before leaving, Kan Qi took his son by the hand and bowed solemnly to all the grandparents in the village who came to see him off: "Don't see me off. I'm sorry to bother you today."
"It's not a bother, it's not a bother. Come back often when you have time. We are all here."
"Okay." Kan Qi didn't have any sharpness in his body. He looked like the boy who was taken care of in the past. "Take care of your health. Contact me anytime if you need anything."
Over the years, he has always had everyone's contact information, otherwise he wouldn't have delivered the things back in time every time.
It was already evening when everyone returned to the hotel. Xiao Fusheng was very tired after walking all day, but he still held on to the things that his grandparents had given him.
Kan Qi didn't mind the weight and held her in his arms as soon as he got out of the car.
Smelling the familiar smell, Xiao Fusheng couldn't help but fall asleep. In a daze, he called out, "Dad Kan Qi."
"Um?"
Xiao Fusheng raised his head and kissed him gently on the cheek: "From now on, I'm here, don't be afraid."
Kan Qi was slightly startled, then smiled softly: "Yeah."
On the other side, Luo Yao, who had arrived at the airport with her plane ticket and was waiting for the flight, was fixing her hair in front of the mirror. Although she might not be able to see her children, she still had to maintain her image.
Several girls around him were screaming into their phones: "Woo woo woo woo, my baby is so cute! Kan Qi loves him to death."
Luo Yao paused and looked sideways.
It was so nice to see the scene on the other person's phone where the child was kissing Kan Qi. His eyes immediately turned red and he said angrily: "Kan Qi, the hatred of stealing my child is irreconcilable!"
Several girls glanced sideways and saw that the man in front of them was wrapped tightly.
But those eyes look familiar, the voice sounds familiar, and he seems to be quite tall. With this temperament, he must be a handsome guy!
"Do you like Xiao Fusheng too?" the girl asked. "We can't compete with Kan Qi, but we can raise a child together online."
"snort."
Luo Yao turned her head away and said, "Who wants to raise a child with you Yun? That child is originally my child!"
Brother Hui, who was standing by, was so shocked that he was speechless. How could this ancestor not care about the occasion? He covered Luo Yao's mouth and dragged him back, saying with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, he drank too much. When he drinks too much, he likes to find and snatch babies from everywhere."
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