"uncle?"
Song Qingyou frowned.
“You are talking about...Lu Ziyan?”
After learning about her life experience from a child, Song Qingyou went out of her way to check up on Lu Ziyan.
At this point, I am quite familiar with his basic information.
One person and one cat nodded in unison.
Song Zhijin asked cautiously: "Isn't it possible?"
“My uncle said that he was deceived by someone in order to recognize his mother. He also said that it was that person who killed her. My mother almost didn’t want to recognize my uncle!”
Jiang Zhihan made the point: "It seems that if it hadn't been for them, Mr. Lu would have recognized the wrong person."
Song Qingyou hummed, she thought so too.
But the problem is—
“You said that and he believed it?”
“You mention me and—”
Song Qingyou raised her head.
Jiang Zhihan interrupted: "Call my name."
Song Qingyou: "Did you mention Jiang Zhihan and me?"
“I mentioned it.” Song Zhijin nodded.
Then he looked unhappy, pouted and complained: "But, uncle actually said that I was lying!"
Song Qingyou was amused by her angry appearance.
“Of course he will think you are lying.”
The little girl in front of her was much smarter than other children of the same age. Song Qingyou subconsciously said what she wanted to say.
"You are already six years old. At my current age, I cannot give birth to a daughter as old as you."
The little girl pursed her lips: "My uncle said so too."
Song Qingyou raised her eyebrows: "Then what?"
At first glance, these brothers and sisters are not the ones who will easily back down when encountering problems. After being suspected by Lu Ziyan of being a liar, they must have made other efforts.
Song Zhijin lowered her eyes and looked at Maomao, obviously seeking her brother's opinion.
It wasn’t until the kitten meowed that the little girl told the truth:
“We and my uncle did... emmm paternity test.”
“You...Mr. Lu took you there?”
One person and one cat nodded in unison.
Song Qingyou looked at Jiang Zhihan and said with a bit of ridicule: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lu would be willing to do an appraisal for the sake of a few words for a child."
Logically speaking, people like Lu Ziyan would not believe a few words from a child.
Jiang Zhihan thought for a while, "Maybe it's because he doesn't want to miss any opportunities."
The opportunity he mentioned was, of course, the opportunity to recognize his cousin.
Song Qingyou was silent for two seconds, feeling a little complicated.
If she had been in the same person she was before the mission, she would not have complained about the Lu family now, because that was the hardest time for her when the Song family went bankrupt and she had no choice but to live.
But now, she doesn't care whether her family members come to her or not.
Anyway, she has the ability and can live well wherever she goes.
So she never thought about what her biological parents were like and whether they deliberately abandoned her...
Now that Leng Buding heard that Lu Ziyan had been looking for her, Song Qingyou felt a little moved.
However, the emotions in her eyes were well concealed, and she did not reply to Jiang Zhihan's words, but only asked Song Zhijin:
“Did you mention Mr. Jiang’s name from the beginning?”
This was considered a question knowingly, but the little girl didn’t think too much about it. She tilted her head and hesitated for a while, then realized that Mr. Jiang was talking about her father, and then nodded:
“I told you! When my uncle saw me, he thought I looked familiar, hehe!”
Of course it looks familiar.
Song Qingyou’s mouth twitched slightly.
Now that Song Zhijin and Jiang Zhihan are sitting together, anyone with a discerning eye will know that they are either father and daughter, or they are brothers and sisters with a big age difference!
Looking at the 'small female version' Jiang Zhihan in front of her, Song Qingyou finally understood why Lu Ziyan believed her.
Thinking of this, Song Qingyou couldn't help but look at Jiang Zhihan.
"What should we do now? Wait for someone to come to the door?" The latter looked at Song Zhijin, who was shaking his legs and didn't know what he was thinking, and Jiang Qingyan, who was listening carefully to what a few people were saying, and said warmly:
“It depends on what you have in mind.”
"If you don't want to recognize your relatives, then you don't have to deal with him. I will take care of the rest."
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Song Qingyou just suddenly felt a little pretentious and didn't know how to deal with it.
As a result, as soon as she finished speaking, the hospital called to inform her that Song Xingye had regained consciousness.
“Okay, I’ll be there right away.”
Song Qingyou stood up in a hurry.
The two people at the same table and the cat raised their heads at the same time.
Jiang Zhihan asked: "What's wrong?"
Song Zhijin: “Mom?”
Jiang Qingyan: “Meow?”
Three voices sounded almost at the same time, which brought Song Qingyou back to his senses.
She said: "It's nothing. It's a good thing. My dad is awake."
Jiang Zhihan stood up immediately: "I'll send you there."
He already had a good impression of Song Qingyou.
Now that I know that I will not only be with her in the future, but also have a son and daughter, I have developed a sense of responsibility for her.
"good."
I don’t know if it was the presence of Song Zhijin and Jiang Qingyan that made Song Qingyou no longer so polite and unwilling to evade.
The two of them asked and answered questions and walked out quickly.
Song Zhijin jumped out of the chair with great effort, not forgetting to complain to her brother:
“Dad and mom are always talking and forgetting that we are still there! I don’t know how many times this has happened!”
Jiang Qingyan was also helpless: “Meow—”
‘Indeed, parents are like this no matter what time they are. ’
Otherwise, they wouldn’t be so familiar with Fang Yan and Lu Ziyan at such a young age...
On the other side, Song Qingyou, who learned that Song Xingye had woken up, could not think of anything else. When the security guard drove the car to the door, she sat inside, eager to get to the hospital in the next second.
Jiang Zhihan contacted the person in charge of the hospital and asked him about Song Xingye's situation.
In short, the ‘couple’ didn’t remember that they had two children.
Until Jiang Qingyan jumped out from inside—
Song Qingyou was stunned and a little embarrassed: "We... seemed to have forgotten to bring Zhijin and the others..."
To be honest, she is not used to having a son and a daughter.
After all, she hasn’t given birth yet!
"Meow-"
The little cat stared at the two people in the car with an accusing look, and patted the seat with one paw, just like a person patting the table.
The couple looked at each other and apologized in unison.
Song Qingyou even deliberately opened the car door and went to pick up Song Zhijin who was lagging behind.
The little girl got on the car with a calm face.
When being apologized to, he even snorted, "My brother and I have long been used to it!"
“Right, brother?”
“Meow~” the kitten nodded.
“Every time mom wants to take us on a trip, dad will leave us at our uncle’s house, right, brother?”
“Meow~” The kitten nodded again.
“Dad always diverts mom’s attention, right, brother?”
“Mom is always reluctant to blame dad, right, brother?”
…
The question and answer between one person and one cat made Song Qingyou dumbfounded.
She touched her nose and did not take the initiative to get involved in this topic.
On the other hand, Jiang Zhihan was very calm, as if the two children in the back seat were not talking about him.