No matter how Yan Zilan acted coquettishly, Grandpa Yan and Grandma Yan still didn't let her stay for lunch at home, and didn't even let Uncle Wu drive her home. They just asked him to personally send Yan Zilan out of the compound gate.

"Didn't I tell the soldiers standing guard at the door not to let her in unless it's a festival?"

"Chief, it was Old Madam Yu who brought her in today, and the people at the door couldn't stop her."

"When have my words ever been less useful than those of Wang Cuiju!"

Grandpa Yan slammed the table hard, and the chess pieces on the board jumped up twice and moved.

"I'm sorry, Chief. I'll go and explain it to them again right away."

"If this happens again, transfer me away!"

"yes!"

Wu Xingmin quickly ran towards the gate of the compound. Song Fuyu threw the chess piece in his hand into the chess box and looked at Mr. Yan opposite with contempt.

"Girl, what's that expression on your face?"

"Grandpa, your level of laziness has risen a little bit, and I can hardly catch up with you."

"Nonsense, I'm not a scoundrel, don't accuse me."

"You still say no!"

"You may be angry, but why are you banging the table? I had already secured victory, but now the whole game is messed up because of your bang."

"Why are you so stingy? At most you can just play another round. It's just a small matter, be generous."

"No more playing. I'm going to help Mrs. Liu cook."

"I want to eat dumpling soup today, the same one you made last time."

“No!”

Having said that, a big bowl of dumpling soup still appeared on the lunch table, which made Mr. Yan eat it with relish.

Thanks to Song Fuyu's presence, he thought of various ways to adjust the atmosphere at home every day. Even Yan's mother, who had originally frowned and felt heartbroken, felt much better. After resting at home for two days, she returned to work.

These days, Song Fuyu was drawing clothing sketches at home and making two pieces of clothing for Tan Lixia.

During the day, Tong Youyou would sometimes come to chat with her, and after dinner in the evening she would accompany her grandparents for a walk in the yard, and the time passed quickly every day.

At noon that day, her grandparents were taking a nap. Song Fuyu was lying on the table sketching a design when she suddenly felt as if someone was staring at her from behind. She quickly turned her head to look towards the door.

A man in a neat military uniform and with a determined look in his eyes appeared at the gate.

"Brother?"

This person is simply a younger version of Yan's father, even the serious expression on his face is exactly the same.

"It's me."

"Are you Ziyuan's daughter-in-law?"

"It's me."

Yan Zijun already knew about Song Fuyu's situation and knew that this younger sister-in-law had just come of age. Now seeing her, he felt that she was indeed not very old.

He is already thirty-four years old. Compared to this young sister-in-law, if he had married earlier, he could have been her father.

And their daughter Ya Yue is indeed only five years younger than Ziyuan's wife.

"Hello, nice to meet you. I...I..."

After thinking it over, Yan Zijun finally took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to Song Fuyu.

Song Fuyu looked at the ten yuan in front of him, feeling a little amused and helpless.

It felt like during the Chinese New Year, when the unfamiliar elders didn't know she existed, didn't bring any gifts, and then hurriedly took out some New Year's money.

"This is the first time we meet, I don't know what you like, take this money and buy yourself something, don't be offended."

"No, thank you, brother."

She didn't hesitate and put the ten dollars into her pocket.

The last time I came to Beijing, when my second and third brothers met for the first time, my sister-in-law prepared something for her. She treated them all equally and accepted them all.

"Sit down and take a rest. Grandpa and grandma are still taking a nap."

"good."

Song Fuyu poured him a cup of tea and then sat down where he had been drawing.

Brother Yan also sat down, but chose a seat farthest away from her.

Song Fuyu felt the first embarrassment since coming to the Yan family. Although Yan's father was also a man of few words, he could at least say a few words to him.

Now that she was in the same space with Brother Yan, she truly realized what it meant to pick her feet awkwardly, enough to buy a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment...

He wanted to get up and go back to his room, but that seemed a bit deliberate, so he just sat there without moving and continued drawing.

"I heard you have a photo of my older sister..."

"Yes, wait a moment, I'll get it for you."

Without waiting for Yan Zijun to finish speaking, Song Fuyu stood up and walked towards the stairs.

When I went upstairs, I finally breathed deeply.

I returned to the room and looked at my watch. Fortunately, there were less than ten minutes left and my grandparents would be getting up soon.

It has to be said that the old couple leads a very regular life and takes naps on time, with the error usually not exceeding five minutes.

After taking the photo downstairs, Song Fuyu handed it to Yan Zijun.

The other person held the photo and said two words expressionlessly throughout: So alike!

After their nap, Grandpa Yan and Grandma Yan were very happy to see Yan Zijun sitting in the living room.

"Zijun, why didn't you call me before you came back? I could have asked your Uncle Wu to pick you up."

"I just happened to have a ride, so I didn't call."

"Do your parents know you're back?"

"I know. I called my dad before I went back."

"I guess they'll be back early tonight."

"Ask Aunt Liu to cook some of your favorite dishes tonight, and eat more. I haven't seen you for two years, and I feel like you've lost weight."

"Okay, I'll listen to grandma and eat two more bowls of rice at night."

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Yan's father and mother came back.

"Did you find out?"

Yan Zijun nodded, his expression still serious.

"Tell me, what's the situation."

Several people sat down in the living room.

"Zi Lan is indeed not your biological child, but the child of Chen Xue, my former colleague at Wen City Hospital. She is the child of her biological sister."

"She changed it?!"

"Did Chen Xue change it?!"

Yan's mother stood up excitedly, her hands shaking uncontrollably.

Two years ago, Chen Xue came to Beijing for exchange and study, and she also visited her at home. At that time, she also asked a lot about Yan Zilan's situation. Now it seems that visiting her was fake, and the real purpose was to understand her niece's situation!

"It was her! She paid fifty dollars to bribe the nurse and she made up a series of lies."

"You exchanged my daughter for fifty bucks?!"

"Fifty dollars! Just for fifty dollars! She separated us from each other for thirty-one years! How dare she! How dare she!"

Father Yan immediately hugged Mother Yan and calmed her down.

"Xiaoyun, don't get excited yet. Listen to Zijun first."

While stroking his wife's back, Yan's father motioned for Yan Zijun to continue.