Xiao Si waved to his brothers and sisters, and the seven of them formed a circle. Xiao Si pointed at Yan Dong in a subtle way and whispered about Yan Dong's situation.
Upon hearing this, the youngest child exclaimed, "So being adopted is this miserable!"
Xiao Liu shook his head: "It's not all tragic. Jiao's parents treated him quite well."
Han Rou made a fair statement: "It comes down to probability. There is a certain probability of encountering good adoptive parents, and there is also a certain probability of encountering very bad adoptive parents."
Han Chengda's voice was heavy: "I learned from the director of the orphanage that most of the children have difficulty integrating into their new families. If their adoptive parents later divorce or become pregnant, it will be a huge disaster for them."
Xiao Wu patted his round belly: "In conclusion, you should not only thank Grandpa, but also me!"
The third brother patted his belly like a ball: "Fifth brother, you should lose weight!"
Xiao Si glanced at him sideways: "Where do you get your confidence? Why should we thank you?"
Xiao Wu straightened his back, pulled in his stomach, and inhaled deeply: "If I hadn't almost been kidnapped, Grandpa wouldn't have helped me. Without this encounter, we wouldn't have been able to recognize Grandpa!"
Little Qi tilted her head, blinking her innocent big eyes: "Brothers and sisters, I think what Fifth Brother said makes a lot of sense!"
Xiao Wu said smugly, "My little sister is so honest! You all should praise me!"
Xiao Si scoffed, "You're praising my round belly and big butt, saying I'm good at giving birth?"
"Fourth Brother, I'm a boy!"
"Tsk, boys can be easy to raise too, right? If you can't have children, your future wife will be giving birth to someone else's child."
"Fourth Brother!!!"
Xiao Si angered the person, gave a wicked smile, and turned to leave.
Xiao Wu chased after him, but couldn't catch up at all.
Han Chengda looked at Yan Dong again and lowered his voice: "It's still better to stay with Grandpa. I don't dare to think about what kind of adoptive parents we would have met if we hadn't met Grandpa, and whether our future would have been as tragic as his."
"Big brother, I won't let my life be miserable." Han Rou said coldly.
“I believe my second sister is capable of protecting herself, and I also trust my third brother. If his adoptive parents treated him like that, he would be ruthless and even kill someone if he got angry. He would never suffer injustice on his own. The most worrying one is the youngest, Xiao Qi. She was too young to remember anything at the time. If she were adopted and had unkind adoptive parents, her life would be very difficult.”
"Big brother, don't worry about things that haven't happened yet, it's all unnecessary worry! We're fine, we've met Grandpa, it's all arranged by our family in heaven. I believe Grandma has become the brightest star in the sky, always protecting us and guiding us to meet Grandpa." Han Chengshan said with a devout expression.
Hearing this, Han Chengda was deeply moved and nodded: "Third brother, you are right. All of this is because our family members are guiding us from heaven."
Xiao Liu suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh right, I forgot to tell Grandpa something."
"What's the matter?" Han Chengshan asked gossipily.
Xiao Liu hesitated, "I don't understand the situation either. There's a voice in my head that keeps saying this."
"You have a voice in your head? Did you get some kind of chip installed?" Han Chengshan fiddled with Xiao Liu's hair, like a monkey picking lice off a monkey.
"Third Brother, don't touch my hair!"
Xiao Liu hid behind his older brother, "Big brother, look at him!"
"Hey, all you do is tattle!" Han Chengshan grinned mischievously.
Han Chengda glared at him: "Don't bully your younger brother. You're so much older than Xiao Liu, don't you know how to give way to your little brother?"
"Xiao Liu, what's that sound in your head? Are you hallucinating?" Han Chengda squatted down and asked with concern. He had seen a psychologist, and one of the things he learned was about auditory hallucinations; if you were experiencing auditory hallucinations, it could very well be a sign of mental problems.
"That voice said: Tell Grandpa, Xiao Qi is not dead!"
"This passage kept repeating in my mind, like a recording being replayed over and over again."
Han Rou's expression was serious: "Could it be that you care too much about Xiao Qi, and that's why you're worried? When Xiao Qi is out of your sight, you start having auditory hallucinations?"
"Sister, it's not like that. This voice is very powerful, repeating in my mind like a virus, and... the voice sounds like a dream I've had of myself. Not the current me, but a version of myself that's grown up."
Han Chengshan scratched his head: "I'm completely confused. You said you dreamed about yourself? Or your grown-up self? And this person in the dream was talking to you?"
Xiao Liu nodded emphatically: "That's right."
"Xiao Liu, my classmate's psychologist is pretty good. I'll recommend him to you. You should check him out."
"Do you think I'm sick?"
"Isn't he sick?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Liu was furious and turned to look at her eldest brother and second sister: "Do you also think I'm sick?"
Han Chengda hesitated before saying, "I also have a classmate who has some psychological issues. His doctor is very good. I'll take you to see him."
Xiao Liu's eyes were filled with disappointment, and she looked at her second sister: "Second sister, what about you? Do you also want me to see a doctor?"
Han Rou was much calmer than her eldest and third brothers, who immediately jumped to conclusions. She didn't answer immediately, but instead communicated with the spirit of the kitchen knife in her mind: "This is strange. What do you think?"
The cleaver spirit, who was watching the drama unfold, hesitated for a moment before replying: "Host, aren't you hearing my voice in your head right now? Are you sick too? Are you hallucinating?"
Upon hearing this, Han Rou made a preliminary judgment, and then asked: "Does my little brother also have something similar to a system? Or is this voice truly a transmission from his future self?"
"I'm not entirely sure about this either. My level isn't high enough to solve this kind of thing yet. Perhaps you could ask your grandfather; he's a very wise and learned man."
Han Rou met her younger brother's gradually dimming, almost desperate gaze. Before that gaze completely turned to despair, she immediately spoke up: "I also have voices in my mind. This doesn't mean I'm sick. I communicate with the spirit of the artifact through sound waves in my mind. Perhaps, younger brother, you have awakened some kind of superpower, or you can communicate with your future self across time."
"Really? Second sister, you really don't think I'm sick?"
"If you're sick, then I'm sick too. I communicate with the spirit in my mind every day."
"Second sister, can you ask your spirit what's wrong with me?"
Han Rou shook her head and said, "My artifact spirit can't answer either. Its suggestion is that we ask Grandpa."
The third brother had already concluded that his younger brother was sick, but upon hearing this, he felt there was a chance for things to change, and immediately said, "I'll go find Grandpa. Little brother, I misunderstood you, don't take it to heart!"
Han Fei handed Yan Dongxin's household registration book and passport: "Keep these safe."
"So fast!" Yan Dong said nervously, lowering his voice, "Boss, is the person you found to make fake documents reliable? If I get detained, you'll have to bail me out!"
Han Fei chuckled and shook his head: "These are not fake documents."
“It’s not fake…” Yan Dong murmured, looking at it over and over, and indeed he could not see any trace of forgery. Even if an expert were here, he probably wouldn’t be able to tell that these were fake.
If it's not fake, could it be real?
In such a short time, the boss was able to get him a real document. The boss's background is... really strong!
He knew that the billionaires on these rich lists all had powerful connections. Without such connections, they wouldn't be able to maintain their positions on the rich list; they would have been devoured long ago. Human nature is treacherous; without connections and backing, one is like a walking, fat pig, ready to be chopped up and stewed by anyone.
He just didn't expect that his boss had such powerful connections that such a certificate could be issued in such a short time.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa!" The youngest son's voice came from afar.
"Slow down, what's wrong?"
"Grandpa, Xiao Liu has something to do, come with me quickly!"
Are you sick?
"It's more serious than an illness, you need to hurry!"
Han Fei said apologetically, "Yan Dong, Xiao Chen will tell you what's going on next."
"Boss, you go about your business, don't worry about me."
...
Han Fei rushed to Xiao Liu's side with Han Chengshan. He reached out and touched Xiao Liu's forehead. His temperature was normal, and there were no abnormal signs of illness.
"Third brother, what exactly happened?!"
“Grandpa, listen to the explanation. Sixth Brother isn’t sick, but he has an extra voice in his head. It might be his future self speaking to him now.”
Upon hearing this, Han Fei asked seriously, "Little Six, what did that voice say?"
"He is me who grew up in my dreams. He said to me: Tell Grandpa, Xiao Qi is not dead!"
"Grandpa, what does that mean? Will something bad happen to my sister?"
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