As Old Man Su watched his granddaughter listen to these words, he knew that she was only one year old and wouldn't remember what was happening now when she grew up, but he was just in case.
After all, the little granddaughter was too smart. No one in the village said she was adopted, but the Liu family kept saying she was adopted.
Looking at his son, he said, "Third son, take these children back with you. They're too young; they don't understand anything and have nothing to ask."
Upon hearing this, Su Sanlang quickly grabbed the hands of the children and headed home.
The one who spoke up, "Stop!" was none other than Liu Wentao.
"Last time I went to your house, you refused to give the child back. Now you want to run away again?"
The crowd was astonished to hear that such a thing had happened.
Old Su didn't care about saving face at all, and immediately started cursing, "Pah! You shameless bastard! You say the child is your own, then he is your own. Everything needs evidence, understand?"
Su Laosan chimed in, "They're so shameless! They can't even get away with taking the child, so they insist it's theirs. How can they be so arrogant?"
Grandma Liu quickly realized what was going on, "Tell me, are we right? Did we go to your house last time? Did we have a child? Stop bringing up this whole 'flower shop' thing."
The village head also looked at Old Man Su, "Did he come to your house? Did he ask for a child?"
Seeing that he couldn't hide it any longer, Old Man Su sighed and nodded. "It seems like their family has developed some kind of delusional disorder. They insist that my granddaughter is theirs. Did they fail to abduct her that time? I never thought they'd turn it into child abduction this time."
Upon hearing about this, Old Man Liu was determined to accept this granddaughter as his own.
Although Old Liu felt he had lost face, he still clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute to the village head and said, "Brother An, that child is indeed from my Liu family. Perhaps my wife couldn't get him back, so we thought of taking the child back directly. It was indeed our fault for not thinking things through."
Old Liu didn't care whether it was his granddaughter or not. If this matter wasn't resolved properly, he would lose face and be unable to live in the village in the future.
Su Sanlang sneered, "Everyone wants to claim my precious daughter as their own. You're the 18th person to say that. Who doesn't know my daughter is blessed? She's the lucky one in the whole village. Everyone wants to share in her good fortune. You outsiders keep coming to our door, claiming she's yours but you can't explain why."
At that moment, the onlookers suddenly realized something.
Could the little Fu Bao they're talking about be the same little Fu Bao from Peach Willow Village? Thinking about it, it all makes sense.
After all, only that little Fu Bao is so good-looking and chubby.
An old man nearby seemed to remember something and began to talk to the village head about Xiao Fubao from Taoliu Village.
After listening to this, the village head had a plan in mind.
The people around naturally understood as well, and they all began to verbally attack the Liu family.
"This family is shameless. They've been making up stories for so long, and it turns out that the Xing child was someone else's lucky child. They all want to take him home and claim him as their own."
"Of course! Besides, even if it were his family's, they threw it away. Someone else picked it up and raised it, and now they're so lucky that they want to take it back. Where in the world does such a good thing happen?"
"These kinds of people are hateful. They abandoned their newborn child and now they're making it sound so noble, saying they accidentally left it on the mountain or that they were telling some funny story. They really think we're idiots."
"That's right. Even if the child isn't actually theirs, we can't give him away! People like that are only after the good fortune the child is born with."
"Sigh, old sister, I've heard of this family. They said they had several children, all girls, but only the eldest and second eldest survived. The rest were all killed."
"Oh no, really? Is it really that cruel? They're your own flesh and blood, what a tragedy."
As the crowd's whispers about his family grew louder, Old Liu no longer tried to hide his embarrassment. His face turned even redder.
He had never committed any sins in his life, except for this youngest son, who not only couldn't have a son, but also committed so many murders.
It's all because of his wife's spoiling him.
Listening to the murmurs among the crowd, the village head thought for a moment before saying, "Since you have no evidence to prove that this child is yours, then we'll just have to let this matter rest."
"Even if it is your child, you have already lost it. If someone else has taken it in, it belongs to them. Even if you want the child, you have to discuss it with that family and they have to agree before you can take the child away. If they don't agree, you have no right to take the child away, understand?"
Cai Feng couldn't hold back any longer and knelt down in front of Old Man Su.
Tears streamed down her face like broken beads. "Please, please give me back my child! She's really mine, my own child! I saw the mark on her wrist when she was born, it's exactly the same as the child you picked up. This is my child, please!"
Everyone looked at Cai Feng's crying face, and it didn't seem like she was faking it.
Old Man Su was also quite helpless in front of the woman in front of him; she was putting on this show again.
Several people nearby had already started discussing it, speculating that the child might indeed be from Old Liu's family.
However, everyone has different opinions, with some feeling that since they disliked the baby because it was a girl, they should have already thrown it away.
If the Su family hadn't taken the child in, he definitely wouldn't have survived. It's understandable that they wouldn't have wanted to give him away.
Su Muyao's mind raced for a moment, and she said to An Lizheng, "Hello, Uncle, I'm not his child, I'm from the Su family. And this mark only appeared in the last two months, I don't think I had it before."
Su Muyao clearly remembered that no one in the village knew about this mark she had since she was brought home, and it was only in the last month or two that they found out.
"Oh my, this little one has such a sweet tongue. You have to call him Grandpa Village Head, not Uncle, you know?" As he spoke, Village Head An reached out and patted the little dumpling's head.
Upon hearing what his daughter said, Old Man Su quickly replied, "Did you hear that? My darling's mark wasn't natural; it appeared later. This means the Liu family has been lying all along. How could this child belong to them?"
Once everyone heard what the baby said, what else didn't they understand?
It's shameless of them to resort to such despicable means to have a child like Xiao Fu Bao.
Cai Feng stared wide-eyed at Su Mu Yao.
She knew very well that the child in front of her was her fourth child, but why would she say such a thing? Did she not want to acknowledge them as her family?
The village head had nothing more to say and told everyone to go about their business.
The goal is simply to bring together the village chiefs from several villages to discuss the most pressing issue at hand: taxation.
Old Man Su wasn't so easily dismissed. "Brother Village Head, this matter can't just be left like this. If we let it go, who knows how many more people will come to snatch my little Fu Bao in the future?"
Moreover, my children were also frightened, so the Liu family should compensate my children no matter what.
The village headman listened to this and thought it made sense.
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