Chapter 2: A Misplaced Life
An Xiaoli saw her real biological parents for the first time since she was born.
The man is tall and calm, the eyebrows and eyes are deep after years of accumulation, the woman is gentle and gentle, the temperament is extremely elegant, next to them is their daughter, wearing a good-looking skirt, delicate and beautiful facial features, combing cute double braided bangs, sweet like a little princess in a greenhouse.
Sixteen years ago, An Zhonghuai, the eldest son of the An family, came to the countryside with his pregnant wife to visit friends, and on the way, his wife accidentally gave birth prematurely and was immediately sent to the local hospital for delivery.
But it just so happened that a family with the surname An was also in the same ward, and because they had the same surname, they were mistaken by the intern nurse.
It wasn't until a few days ago that An Yiyi broke her leg during physical education class, and the truth that had been buried for many years finally surfaced.
There is a DNA report, Yang Xuemei and her husband both lowered their heads, naturally having nothing to say, but they unanimously denied that they were the same family back then, and only used the excuse that they bought it from a trafficker.
For this really untenable reason, the beautiful woman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, with a light smile on her face, and hugged the girl in her arms: "Then trouble you, let's look for it again." ”
The man glanced at his wife, but finally did not speak.
"Yiyi, she's your sister, say hello to her." The beautiful woman bent down, pointed at An Xiaoli with a slender finger, and said softly to the girl beside her.
An Yiyi hugged the woman tightly, looked at her with big black and beautiful eyes, and said timidly: "Sister, how ...... My name is An Yiyi. ”
An Xiaoli looked at her and nodded.
An Zhonghuai gave the family a sum of money, and took An Xiaoli to pack his luggage and get into the car.
Before leaving, Yang Hongmei wanted to say something to An Xiaoli, but the timing was not right, so she had to frown and swallow back.
The movement of this house has already attracted a lot of villagers to come, watching them carry their luggage, watching and discussing.
A taxi parked at the entrance of the alley took the four of them out of this picturesque but barren town.
From the remote town to the city, then by train to the provincial capital, and finally by plane to Los Angeles, An Xiaoli took the longest road in her life.
The feeling of taking a plane for the first time is not as dizzy as the huge roar, and after more than ten hours of travel, An Xiaoli seemed to be awake all the way.
It wasn't until around nine o'clock in the evening that the plane finally landed.
It is a clean and highly prosperous city, and the weather at night is very hot, far less cool and comfortable than Yunxi Town.
An Xiaoli didn't have time to appreciate it, and a black Audi drove over and picked them up and took them home.
When I opened my eyes again, a beautiful compound appeared in front of me.
There are many neatly arranged villas in it, which are very in the style of the Republic of China, with a lot of flowers and trees, and the greening is very good.
The car stopped in front of a three-story villa.
There is a wall lamp at the door, and someone inside comes to pick it up.
"Yikes! Mr. and Madame, you are finally back! ”
When Han's mother heard the sound at the door, she immediately opened the door and greeted her.
"Well, is my father there?" An Zhonghuai went to the trunk to personally take the luggage for An Xiaoli and asked with a smile.
"Yes, yes! The old man is resting upstairs, but he must not have slept yet, and he is waiting for you! Don't you know, the old man got up early this morning, sat in the living room and read the newspaper, and even refused to ask his old friend to tell him to walk! ”
Han's mother chattered and laughed, looked at the girl standing quietly next to her, and her eyes lit up: "Sir, this kid is ......"