Before Xie Jiasi said these words, he must have been struggling in his heart for a long time.
Even when I asked the question at this time, my voice was still trembling.
Lu Qingqing was silent for a while, "Okay, you can ask whatever you want."
The air was silent, and no reply was heard for a long time.
Lu Qingqing felt strange and turned to look at him, "Why don't you speak?"
Xie Jiaci leaned over and carefully took Lu Qingqing into his arms, for fear of touching her wounds.
"Suddenly I don't want to ask anymore, it's just fine like this."
Lu Qingqing held his hand and intertwined with his, "It's okay, Xie Jiaci, I'm willing to be honest with you. I can tell you whatever you want to know. In fact, I am..."
"Shh,"
Xie Jiaci interrupted her, "Don't say it, please."
He has life-saving spiritual water, can conjure things out of thin air, and has forward-thinking ideas. After a serious illness, he suddenly seemed like a different person.
What kind of secret is hidden behind Lu Qingqing?
Xie Jiaci was curious, but was afraid that he would not be able to bear the answer to the mystery.
Lu Qingqing was afraid that she would leave scars, so she used a lot of spiritual water on her neck as soon as she returned to the room. Now that the gauze under the gauze had begun to heal gradually, she moved more and more wildly.
So regardless of Xie Jiaci's objections, he turned around and looked directly at him, and gently touched Xie Jiaci's face with his little hand.
"Xie Jiaci, are you really not asking?"
Xie Jiaci's eyes reflected Lu Qingqing's gentle face, making his sharp features unconsciously softer.
"No more asking, we'll talk about it later."
Lu Qingqing didn't even think about how to explain such a ridiculous thing.
The two of them hugged each other and fell asleep.
She had heard about the meeting between Xie Jiaci and Fu Huashan before, but before she had time to ask in detail, Fu Huashan came to her door the next day.
Xie Jiaci was not surprised when he saw him. He even seemed to have expected it. "He's here?"
Fu Huashan also nodded, "Yeah."
Lu Qingqing on the side:???
The two of them didn't look like father and son knew each other, they looked like they were visiting after a meal.
Mrs. Xie guessed Fu Huashan's identity when he arrived, and quietly pulled Lu Qingqing aside for questioning.
Lu Qingqing explained patiently: "His name is Fu Huashan. His mother is my teacher. We have met several times before. He only recently learned that Jiaci may be his son."
"It's the Fu family. That's good, that's good. I won't have to suffer anymore in the future..."
Mrs. Xie was quite embarrassed to face others.
No matter what, it was because Xie Zhongqiang stole Xie Jiaci back that the father and son were separated for so many years.
Comparing herself with her own feelings, if she was the one who had been separated from her own flesh and blood for so many years, she would definitely wish she could cut the child-stealer into pieces with a thousand knives!
Lu Qingqing patted Mrs. Xie on the shoulder, "Grandma, this is not your fault. It is Xie Jiaci's blessing to meet you at Xie's house."
The tears that Mrs. Xie was holding back fell uncontrollably at this moment.
Lu Qingqing called Dongdong over, "I'm going to go inside to talk to Grandpa Fu and Dad. You stay here with Grandma, okay?"
Dongdong immediately moved two small benches over and said, "Okay."
Lu Qingqing didn't know if it would disturb them, so he entered the house hesitantly.
But when I entered, I found that two people were sitting on both sides of the square table, as if separated by a chasm, with their heads lowered and saying nothing.
Feeling helpless, she poured a glass of water and handed it over, "Uncle Fu, please drink some water."
Fu Huashan took it and thanked him.
After taking a look at Xie Jiasi, he chatted with her and said, "I heard that your clothing store is about to open?"
"Yes, tomorrow."
He continued to ask: "Is there anything you need help with?"
"No, we're almost ready."
Lu Qingqing felt his head hurt while answering.
Are you here to see your son or to inspect?
Your biological son is right in front of you, why don't you say anything!
Fu Huashan seemed to feel her emotions, and finally plucked up the courage to look up at Xie Jiaci, carefully looking at the eyebrows and eyebrows that were very similar to his and Sun Qiaoru's.
After looking at her for a long time, she couldn't help but turn her eyes red, but a smile appeared on her lips: "Your eyes are very similar to Qiaoru's."
Seeing that he showed no resistance, Fu Huashan looked at him more boldly.
"But you look different from Niansheng. Qiaoru always feels that Niansheng's nose is not good-looking. She will definitely be very happy if she sees you."
Xie Jiaci nodded slightly and remained silent.
Fu Huashan didn't seem to want any response from him, and just stared at him indifferently.
It wasn't until Xie Jiaci felt a little uncomfortable staring at him that he reluctantly looked away.
Xie Jiaci coughed lightly, "What did you want to do here today?"
This question made Fu Huashan speechless for a while.
Lu Qingqing lowered her eyes and couldn't bear to look at Fu Huashan's expression.
Frankly speaking, she could completely understand Fu Huashan's mood at this time.
After all, in his eyes, he missed Xie Jiaci's childhood when he needed him most, and missed every stage of his growth.
Now that Xie Jiaci has grown up on his own and has a peaceful and satisfying life of his own, and no longer needs anyone's sympathy and care, he suddenly appears again and says to others:
In fact, I am your father.
Anyone would be a little ashamed.
Even though it's not his fault at all.
Well, she still has to smooth things over.
Lu Qingqing coughed twice again, "Uncle Fu, don't worry. What Xie Jiaci means is, is there anything you want to do? Do you want him to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan, or do you want to keep this secret and not disturb Auntie and Teacher Zhao?"
Already?"
Xie Jiaci glanced at Lu Qingqing calmly.
He hasn't thought about acknowledging his ancestors yet.
Except for the invisible and intangible blood relationship, he had no feeling at all about the man in front of him or the so-called Fu family.
This look was undoubtedly ignored by Lu Qingqing.
Fu Huashan sat on a chair and wanted to light a cigarette, but held back the moment he reached for his pocket.
He sighed and looked at Xie Jiaci with an almost humble look, "It depends on Jiaci's wishes. I will not force him to do anything. I have been sorry for him for so many years..."
Xie Jiaci, who had been silent all this time, suddenly chuckled.
"I have nothing to apologize for. I am very satisfied with my current life."
He did not mention the hardships he had endured in the past.
Fu Huashan was choked for a moment. He always felt that he couldn't hold his head up in front of Xie Jiaci.
"Then...are you willing to come back to Fu's house with me? Oh no, that's not what I meant. I won't force you to live with us. I just want to ask you, are you willing to get to know us?"
Xie Jiaci was indifferent, and he quickly added:
"I will never force you, nor will I disturb your life, nor will I force you to support us in the future. Whether you are willing to recognize us or not, we are your family, and the Fu family will always be your support and support.
pillar……"
Xie Jiaci did not answer in a hurry.
He raised his head and looked at Fu Huashan, "Have you ever looked for me carefully in these years?"
Fu Huashan shed two lines of tears, "I have been looking for you, and I am looking for you all the time. For this matter, I go to other places many times every year in the name of working..."