When they got home and saw that it was still early, Lu Yuan took Yu Shaoheng to sit in the yard to cool off, and the others were there as well.
Old Liu was listening to the radio. Ever since Lu Yuan and the others bought the radio, the old man hadn't let it out of his sight.
Gao Weishan and Wen Moxue were fiddling with herbs, while Xiao Biyun was still doing needlework. However, now that they had a sewing machine at home, she used it to make clothes, and only used needles and thread to sew buttons and embroider.
After Yu Shaoheng arrived, he was curious about everything. He would chat with Old Man Liu about the old landlord's family, then go to see Gao Weishan preparing medicinal herbs, and then praise Xiao Biyu for her beautiful embroidery.
Lu Yuan watched as this guy won everyone's favor in no time and thought to himself, "Tsk, this guy looks simple, but he's really likable, especially to the elderly."
Older generations appreciate young people who are patient and willing to talk to them.
When Xiao Fan arrived, he saw his aunt smiling broadly as the young man surnamed Yu praised her for her beautiful embroidery. His uncle was also delighted to see his aunt smiling so happily.
The two have changed a lot. The aunt's face, which was always pale, now looks much rosier and she has more energy and spirit. You can't tell that she was someone who had been bedridden for many years.
My uncle's full head of silver hair looked like it had been bleached, with a third of it turning black.
They seem to be doing well now. A heart ailment needs a heart remedy; finding their child will surely cure the root of their problem.
Xiao Fan's eyes welled up with tears. He was genuinely happy for his aunt and uncle. These two seemed so real, so full of life.
"Aunt and Uncle!"
He walked into the courtyard and called out in a deep voice.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and Xiao Biyun exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Fan, what brings you here?"
Xiao Fan smiled slightly, "Auntie, I've been sent to the countryside and assigned to Changhe Brigade."
Xiao Biyun's smile froze, and she sighed.
"The Changhe Brigade is not bad; it's good that I was assigned here."
Lu Yuan and his wife, along with Yu Shaoheng, were all surprised to learn that the two were aunt and niece.
Yu Shaoheng's eyes widened as he exclaimed, "What a coincidence! My aunt and uncle are actually Yuan-ge's godparents, and they live in Yuan-ge's house."
This guy is really outgoing and has a sweet tongue; he naturally changed his address to call her aunt and uncle.
Then, as if he had just realized something, he exclaimed, "Xiao Fan, didn't you guess back at the commune that your aunt and uncle were at Yuan Ge's house?"
Xiao Fan nodded. "Yes, I guessed it."
Lu Yuan looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, and Yu Shaoheng explained it to him.
After hearing the explanation, Lu Yuan understood why the cold person had changed their attitude towards him and insisted on inviting him to dinner. It turned out that it was because of his godparents.
It's ridiculous. Couldn't this guy just say it outright? He made me guess his purpose.
He looked at his godparents, whose expressions were complicated, and then at Xiao Fan, who seemed about to speak several times but hesitated, before standing up and saying...
"Tsk, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to find out we're all on the same side. I'll go get a couple of good dishes, and we'll have a good drink tonight."
As she spoke, she casually hooked her arm around Yu Shaoheng's neck and pulled him into the kitchen.
"Help me start the fire."
"I won't."
Wen Moxue followed with a smile, "If you don't know, I'll teach you."
"Okay, okay!"
The slow-witted man finally realized that Lu Yuan and his wife were leaving space for Xiao Fan and his aunt and uncle, as they seemed to have something to say.
After the three left, Old Liu also took the radio back to his room.
Seeing that there was no one else around, Xiao Fan finally spoke.
"Congratulations, Aunt and Uncle! Yuan is doing well!"
The couple didn't realize that his congratulations were for finding their biological son; instead, they thought he was congratulating them on becoming godparents of Lu Yuan.
Seeing his sincerity, Xiao Biyun smiled and nodded, "Yes, A Yuan is a very good person. He looks like me and I like him a lot, so your uncle and I discussed it and decided to adopt him as our godson."
Gao Weishan also said, "I felt very close to A Yuan the first time I met him. Your aunt and I don't have any children, but now A Yuan has become our godson. From now on, he will be no different from our own son."
Xiao Biyun nodded, "That's right, we're serious about this godparent relationship. We treat Ayuan like our own son."
Xiao Fan was stunned. What did that mean? Lu Yuan wasn't his aunt and uncle's biological son? He was just their godson?
How is that possible?
The two of them look so alike.
But if it were their own son, his aunt and uncle would have no reason to hide it from him. In order to dispel their idea of adoption, they would probably be eager to tell them the news.
Is he really not his biological son?
No, he doesn't believe it, and he can't accept it!
He felt sorry for his aunt and uncle whenever he thought about that possibility!
He said in a hoarse voice, "Auntie, Yuan-ge is your own son."
When the couple heard him say this, they assumed that he agreed with their decision to treat Lu Yuan as their own son, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, A-Yuan is our own son."
Xiao Fan asked, "Should we tell our family about this, Aunt and Uncle?"
Gao Weishan and his wife exchanged a glance, then shook their heads.
"Don't say anything for now. Let's keep it a secret for as long as we can. We'll talk about it when we can't keep it a secret anymore. That way, we can have some peace and quiet for a while longer."
Xiao Fan agreed, and then he suggested, "Aunt and Uncle, I was thinking that instead of admitting that Yuan Ge is your godson, why don't you just admit that he is your long-lost biological son? That way, no one will have anything to say."
Gao Weishan's eyes lit up, but Xiao Biyun shook her head, "No, everyone knows that I lost my daughter, not my son. They won't believe it."
“Just say that you said it on purpose, but actually you lost your son.”
Gao Weishan strongly agreed with Xiao Fan's approach.
But Xiao Biyun still disagreed, "No, Lao Gao, our daughter is missing. Although we haven't found her yet, we can't deny that she doesn't exist. I believe she's still somewhere waiting for us, and one day we will find her."
Thinking of her lost daughter, her tears fell like beads from a broken string.
Gao Weishan quickly comforted him, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Don't cry anymore. You've finally recovered a bit, don't cry yourself sick."
Xiao Fan blamed himself, "I'm sorry, Aunt, I shouldn't have given you that bad idea."
Xiao Biyun wiped away her tears and shook her head. "I don't blame you. You meant well. I know your intention. Ayuan is our own son. From now on, we can rightfully give him what we have, so that others won't covet it and cause trouble in the family."
Xiao Fan nodded. That was exactly what he meant. Right now, everyone was fighting each other openly and secretly for the things his aunt and uncle had. Everyone had their own ulterior motives, and the family was no longer like a family!
Xiao Biyun sighed, "Alas, why are you all doing this? I've said it before, we won't keep everything for ourselves, we'll share it with everyone, it's just that the time hasn't come yet. When the time comes, the property left by the ancestors of the Xiao and Gao families will be distributed to everyone."
Xiao Fan frowned slightly, paused, and then asked, "When do we have to wait?"
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