185 drops of blood

Niu Dali glanced at Sun Xiaoliu, who was full of disdain, and said with a signature smile: "I can not only prove whether Xiu'er is Sun Xiaoliu's daughter, but also prove whose daughter Xiu'er is?"

"Dali, is what you said true?" said Widow Sun in disbelief.

Xiu'er clenched Widow Sun's hand tightly, and Widow Sun looked at her nervous daughter, and her heart was sour.

Although she used to constantly explain to the people around her that Xiu'er was her ex-husband's child, those who believed in her would rather believe that she did not abide by women's morals than believe her words, not because when Xiu'er was there at that time, her ex-husband was already terminally ill.

The people of the husband's family did not admit that Xiu'er was the granddaughter of the Sun family, and the children in the village always scolded Xiu'er for wild seeds behind their backs, and threw stones at her, although Xiu'er didn't tell her, but she knew in her heart that sometimes those children bullied Xiu'er too hard, and she would take Xiu'er to settle accounts with the children's families.

But no matter how much she protects Xiu'er, Xiu'er is becoming more and more silent, from a laughing child to becoming silent, and even she remembers that Xiu'er once asked her if she was a wild seed.

She cried on the spot, hugged Xiu'er tightly, and told her that she was not a wild seed, she was not a wild seed.

It's just that no matter what she says, she knows that Xiu'er doesn't believe her words.

Now, he vigorously said that he has a way to prove whose flesh and blood Xiu'er is, how can Xiu'er not be nervous, in fact, not only Xiu'er, but even she is extremely nervous.

She can be sure that Xiu'er must be her ex-husband's flesh and blood, but she is afraid that she will not be able to prove whose flesh and blood Xiu'er is, and in the end it will be an empty joy.

In fact, not only Widow Sun couldn't believe it, but even the surrounding villagers didn't believe it, except for comparing whether the father and son were similar, how could there be any other way to prove whether the father and son were related.

"Like that kind of person who talks big?" Niu scratched his head vigorously and smiled at Widow Sun.

Widow Sun naturally knew that Dali was not the kind of person who casually exaggerated, and she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in her heart.

The surrounding villagers looked at each other, they didn't believe Niu Dali's words, but Niu Dali's words were too unbelievable.

Wang Qingyang hurriedly said: "Dali, what method do you want to use to prove that Xiu'er is not Sun Xiaoliu's daughter?"

"My method is called blood recognition. Niu Dali said.

Sun Xiaoliu sneered, "I've never heard of it." ”

Wang Qingyang ignored Sun Xiaoliu's words, frowned, and asked, "What is a drop of blood to recognize relatives?"

"It is to use a bowl of water, let the parents and children drop a small drop of blood in that bowl of water, if the child's blood and the parents' blood are dissolved together, then it is said that the two are born to their parents!" Niu scratched his head vigorously and said with a smile.

I don't know why, but Xianglan told me that when she was a maid in the old family, the owner of the family was so sure that the children in the family were not biological, saying that blood is thicker than water, and it is difficult to give up flesh and blood. ”

Before the villagers asked, Niu Dali explained it, they all knew that Li Xianglan had once been a maid in a high-ranking household, but this drop of blood really worked?

"A good sentence is thicker than water, and the affection of flesh and blood is difficult to give up!" Patriarch Sun muttered in his mouth, he is a scholar, so he naturally understands the truth, and he actually thinks that what Niu Dali said has some truth.

Moreover, Niu Dali also explained that this is a secret method used by a dignitary to determine whether the child in the family is biological.

Wang Qingyang looked at Niu Dali with ulterior motives, his heart was like a mirror, he thought differently from others.

It is true that Li Xianglan once served as a maid in a high-ranking official and dignitary, and it is reasonable for those dignitaries to have some kind of secret method to determine whether the child is biological, but such a secret method is generally a secret that is not passed on, how can Li Xianglan, a maid who serves the young lady, know the secret of the master's family.

But Niu Dali used Li Xianglan as an excuse, and he didn't expose it, he didn't need to ask to know that the so-called method of dripping blood to recognize relatives must have been told to Niu Dali by a certain master, and the only one who could have anything to do with Niu Dali was the old Taoist who wanted to accept Niu Dali more than ten years ago.

Thinking of this, Wang Qingyang's eyes lit up.

"I, what blood is thicker than water, what flesh and blood family affection is difficult to give up, this is all you said alone, who believes it!" Sun Xiaoliu said unbelievably.

"I think this is feasible!" But at this moment, Dr. Li from the village walked out of the crowd, stroked his beard, his eyes were faintly shining, and said: "Everything that children have is given by their parents, which is not in line with the saying that sisters are liver and gallbladder, and brothers are the same flesh and blood." ”

Some of the surrounding villagers nodded in agreement, but some did not believe that a bowl could determine whether the child was biological or not.

"Don't believe it, why don't we try it and see if this blood recognition method works?" Niu Dali glanced at Sun Xiaoliu and said.

In ancient times, when the level of science and technology was extremely low, the only way to prove whether parents and children were related was to rely on the simple method of recognizing relatives by dropping blood, and this method was extremely uncertain, even if the blood of the biological father and son could not be dissolved.

But this is not difficult for him, with him, whether it matters or not, he can dissolve and separate their blood.

"This is good!" Wang Qingyang and Patriarch Sun echoed.

If you want to block the mouths of the people, you can only speak with facts.

Patriarch Sun asked people to fetch a bowl of water, but it would be difficult for anyone to be the first to try to confess their relatives, and no villager was willing to take their children to be the first bird.

Even if Patriarch Sun opened his mouth to name him, the villager hesitated and refused because he was unwell, which made Patriarch Sun quite helpless.

No one came up to try this drop of blood to recognize relatives, and how did they know if this method was useful.

There was a sudden silence all around.

Patriarch Sun was a little unnatural, and when he was thinking about which clansman to come up, He Qianhu suddenly led the seven children of the He family out.

"Let me come first!"

Seeing He Qianhu's family, Patriarch Sun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Niu Dali knew that He Qianhu would come out, and he wanted to help him more, he was moved, but then he thought about something, and stepped forward and said: "I think that this blood recognition method was proposed by me, so let me get this bowl of water." ”

"Hmm!" Patriarch Sun didn't think too much about it, and hummed softly.

Niu Dali took the water handed over and smiled at He Qianhu: "Brother He, you and a child can drop a drop of blood into the bowl." ”

"A small drop is all it takes!" he reminded.

Since He Qianhu's father and son were the first time to recognize their relatives with blood, they didn't know how to operate at all, or Niu Dali pointed out on the side, so they dripped two drops of blood into the bowl.

Niu Dali held the bowl in his hand and faced the villagers.

For a while, all the villagers held their breath and focused their eyes on the bowl of water, and the entire Sun ancestral hall suddenly fell into a dead silence.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"It's dissolved!

Suddenly, an exclamation was heard.

At this moment, the two drops of blood in the bowl moved slowly, lingering together.