Although it looks like everyone is having a good time, there seems to be an undercurrent.
Now, Song Zhi and Tang Junhe are married, and the two families have become relatives, and their relationship is closer than before.
Song Anshan asked Zhu Xiaoqin to prepare a large table of dishes, and Liu Tang's family had a meal.
But Tang's mother and Tang Xue were so preoccupied with the question of whether Song Qingbai was Tang Junhe's son that they had no appetite to eat.
After taking two quick bites, he hurriedly said goodbye.
When leaving, he also called Tang Junhe.
"I'm so sorry, there's something going on at home, so I need to ask Jun He to go back and help. When he's done, I'll ask him to pick up Zhi Zhi."
Tang's mother said to Song Anshan and Song Zhi embarrassedly.
Song Zhi didn't care.
She didn't want to go back to Tang's house today.
"Okay, I'll see you off."
She nodded and sent the Tang family out the door.
She waited until their car disappeared from sight before turning back and going into the house.
As soon as he returned, he met the nervous gazes of Song Anshan and Zhu Xiaoqin.
"Did they discover something?"
Zhu Xiaoqin said worriedly.
"Just now when we were having dinner, Madam Tang kept looking at Qingbai. Tang Xue also looked a little strange. And today, Tang Junhe insisted that Qingbai call him dad..."
At this time, Dabao and the other two took Qingbai to play in the house.
Zhu Xiaoqin spoke without any reservations.
Song Zhi was also unclear whether the Tang family knew about it or not.
At this moment, he could only sigh deeply and say, "If you know, then know. It's definitely impossible to keep this a secret forever."
Tang family.
As soon as they got home, Tang Xue and her mother surrounded Tang Junhe.
The two men stared at him, their eyes so sharp that they seemed to see through him.
"What's going on? How come Song Zhi's adopted son looks so much like you?"
"It's exactly the same as when you were a kid."
Tang Xue said quickly.
Tang Junhe didn't say anything.
When Tang's mother saw him like this, she slapped him twice in annoyance and ran upstairs.
After a while, he came running down with another photo album.
The album hasn't been opened for a long time and the cover is covered with dust.
Tang Mu, who was always particular about the photo album, did not mind its dirtiness at this moment. She patted it casually with her hand to shake off some dust, and then opened the album.
This album contains all their photos, from childhood to adulthood.
Tang's mother pointed at a delicate little boy in the photo and said to Tang Junhe.
"Look for yourself, isn't it exactly the same as when you were a kid?"
Before Tang Junhe could say anything, Tang Xue came over first.
She only took one look at the photo and agreed with certainty.
"They are exactly the same. Look at the eyes, nose and mouth. They are simply carved from the same mold."
Tang Xue thought about how she saw Song Qingbai today and said, "Even this cleverness is exactly the same!"
Tang's mother also remembered what Tang Junhe looked like when he was a child, and she agreed with Tang Xue's words very much.
The mother and daughter chattered about it for a long time and were already very sure of it.
They looked at each other, then looked at Tang Junhe in tacit understanding, putting all the pressure on him.
"Is he your son?"
Tang Junhe didn't say anything, so Tang Xue slapped him a few times in annoyance.
"Don't be silent, just say it, right?"
"yes."
Tang Junhe looked at the two of them helplessly, and under the pressure of their gazes, he finally admitted it.
When the mother and daughter heard this, they were furious again.
They stood up at once, looked at Tang Junhe in surprise, and asked in shock.
"You knew that a long time ago?"
"No, I just found out recently."
Tang Junhe immediately shook his head, his expression a little subtle when he said this.
Unlike Tang Mu and Tang Xue, he had hardly ever seen Song Qingbai.
He had met Song Qingbai many times and even hugged him many times.
He used to think that Song Qingbai was very pleasing to the eye and had some feelings of closeness towards him.
But I never connected him to myself.
Until the last time he was unconscious in the hospital, he had that bizarre dream...
Hearing this, Tang's mother's breathing quickened. She paced back and forth in the room excitedly, clapping her hands and muttering something inaudible.
Tang Junhe couldn't help but feel worried when he saw her like this.
"Mom, I'm just too happy. It will be fine in a while."
Tang Xue, however, comforted him as if she was used to it.
Sure enough, after a while, Tang's mother returned to normal.
She drank a large cup of tea suddenly, then sat back on the sofa gracefully, looked at Tang Junhe, and asked, "So what are you going to do now?"
Her tone was extremely serious.
Since Song Qingbai is his child, he should be allowed to return home so that he can recognize his ancestors.
Tang Junhe knew what his mother meant, but he still said something.
"have no idea."
"Don't know?" Tang Xue glared at him unhappily.
Tang Junhe didn't say anything else.
He really didn't know.
Although he already knew that Song Qingbai was his son, he also respected Song Zhi's thoughts.
If she didn't intend to tell him, he would keep waiting, waiting for the moment when she was willing to tell him the truth.
Of course, during this period he will also take good care of the mother and son and treat them as well as he can.
Seeing her son like this, Tang's mother was so anxious that her face turned green.
"Don't you have any ideas?"
Before Tang Junhe could say anything, she glared at him again and said unhappily.
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