Chapter 297: Fang Family, Ding Family, Which is my family

Chapter 297: Fang Family, Ding Family, Which is my family

The county seat of Lin'an County. Ding's compound. Backyard main house living room.

Carefree every day, eating, drinking, playing, innocent, more than two years old who don't know sorrow, the mind is just open, and the ignorant Fang Jiren and the little sixth son have lost Fang Hongxiang and Zheng Xiuying, although they have lost the two adoptive parents, Fang Hongxiang and Zheng Xiuying, they have since received the incomparable love and leniency and tolerance of the two adoptive parents of Fang Daxian, the eldest son of the Fang family, and Guo Shuting, the eldest daughter-in-law, and have been cherished and cared for by everyone in the Fang family. Ding Ruhan, Baogen, Fang Jiren, Huzi, and Xiaoliuzi, the same person, grew up carefree, well-fed, happy and healthy in the Fang family compound. At the same time, he also received a rigorous system of traditional education and martial arts training. In the memories formed at a young age and the personal feelings of daily life, his biological parents are Fang Daxian and Guo Shuting, while the other party Hongxiang and Zheng Xiuying have no impression at all, but they have regarded the Ding family's Liu Ma as an elder and an outsider worthy of respect and trust.

"Little Liuzi, this is your true life experience. Alas! With a heavy sigh, Liu's mother, who was in tears, ended her detailed painful memories and sad narration.

Hearing of his ill-fated, unruly, miserable, and dramatically changed identity, Fang Jiren was shocked. Out of respect and trust for Liu's mother, who was like a relative since he was a child, he felt that he should believe Liu's mother's story, but he didn't want to believe that it was true.

Ding Wenqian kept wiping his tears with a handkerchief, and Ding Ruxuan sighed and sighed.

"Mother Liu, are all these things you said true? Did you say something wrong? Could it be that you recognized the wrong person but put it on my head? ”

"Alas. Little Liuzi, since the day you started remembering around the age of three until you became an adult, how did I feel sorry for you and how did I take care of you? You don't remember everything, do you? Of course, what I said is true, how can I say the wrong thing and the wrong person? Little Liuzi, if you are still a child with an honest conscience, you shouldn't say such hurtful words. Mother Liu said in a choked voice.

Ding Wenqian wiped his tears again, raised his head, his eyes were full of fatherly love and affection, he looked at Fang Jiren kindly and kindly, his voice was choked and slightly trembling and said:

"Little Liuzi, these things that Mother Liu told me are all true facts, maybe you don't believe me, you can also not believe what Mother Liu said. Now there is one who is still half of your Fang family, and all of them know these things about your life experience, this person is your uncle, my second brother Ding Wenli, Master Deyuan, who is the presiding officer of the Guangju Temple on Ansheng Mountain by Yueming Lake in the northwest of the county. Child, you can go to him and ask. ”

"Little Liuzi, the third uncle and Mother Liu have told you so much, and they have said it in such detail and specificity, why don't you believe it? With all that said, what do you suspect? Do you think we're all too idle to do and are here to tell you stories? Ding Ruxuan's expression was displeased, and Fang Jiren was counted down angrily.

"Mother Liu, President Ding, how can I prove that I am the Ding Ruhan, Baogen, Fang Jiren, and Huzi you are talking about?" Still skeptical, Fang asked in disbelief.

"Little Liuzi, you come with Mother Liu, I ask you something that you must know very well, and it can only be known to you closest to you, which can prove that what we said is true, and it can also prove that you are Ding Ruhan, the descendant of the Ding family." Mother Liu stood up and walked to the door of the living room trembling and staggering.

Fang Jiren thought puzzledly: Mother Liu is going to talk to me alone, what does she want to tell me? Why avoid Ding Wenqian and Ding Ruxuan's uncle and nephew? What can't they hear? It seems that there are hidden secrets in this. Although Fang Jiren didn't know what he meant and was puzzled, he still stood up and walked to the door of the living room. Looking at Liu's mother, who was getting old and gray-haired, Fang Jiren asked softly and softly:

"Mother Liu, what do you want to ask me? Tell me about it. ”

With a kind face, Mother Liu kindly took Fang Jiren's hands and held them tightly, looked at Fang Jiren with tears in her eyes full of maternal love, and asked softly and softly:

"Little Liuzi, you have to tell the truth to Liu's mother, if you have it, if you don't have it, if you don't have it, you can't tell Liu Ma a lie and don't admit it. All right? ”

"Hey. Mama Liu, I will definitely tell you the truth and promise not to tell lies. ”

"Well, good boy. Little Liuzi, I have seen it since you were born, there are two black moles the size of sesame seeds in the middle of your navel and the little cock, and now that you have grown into an adult, these two black moles may also have grown a little. Do you think there is one? ”

"Mother Liu, you? This? Why do you ask me this? This? Fang Jiren felt a little embarrassed and muttered embarrassedly.

"Hey? Little Liuzi, what else are you embarrassed to be ashamed of with Mother Liu? Before you left Ding's house when you were more than five months old, I changed your diapers and bathed you almost every day. I saw you again a year later, and I bathed you often. It wasn't until later that you went to the Fang family that you never had a chance again. Aren't women changing diapers and bathing when men are young? Little Liuzi, you tell Liu's mother the truth, are there those two black moles directly under your navel? ”

Fang Jiren looked at Mama Liu, who was full of anticipation, was silent for a moment, thought about it, and then nodded and said:

"Yes. Mother Liu, Wen Ya, the two black moles you said. ”

"Good boy, Mom Liu, I didn't hurt you in vain. I think this is not only known to me, but also to the third master and your biological father. Let's go and ask him, and if what he says is exactly what I said, then you are his own son. After speaking, Mother Liu took Fang Jiren's hand and walked to Ding Wenqian, who was sitting on the sofa, and the happy Mother Liu looked at Ding Wenqian with blazing eyes and asked, "Third Master, do you remember that there is anything special about your son Baogen's body?" ”

Ding Wenqian's eyes stared at Fang Jiren tightly, looked at his facial features and said:

"Huh? A special place? Oh, yes. How could I not remember? I'll never forget it. In the middle of Baogen's navel and the small cock are two black moles the size of sesame seeds. At that time, I wanted to scrape it off with a knife, but my mother asked me why? I said that my son Baogen is white and fat, and there must be no blemish on his body. My father reprimanded me for fooling around, and Cuiyu was even more resolutely opposed, she blamed me and said, Baogen is only two months old, you dare to use a knife on his body, what if you hurt the child? So I stopped. ”

"Little Liuzi, did you hear everything? Isn't it exactly what I said? This proves that the two of you are biological father and son. If you look closely at each other, you can see how similar your facial features are. Mother Liu looked at Fang Jiren, and then at Ding Wenqian, and said with bright eyes.