The person who claimed to be Xiaocao's biological father and mother stood in front of her. He was looking at her with tears streaming down his face, and he was looking at her eagerly. His eyes were complex and soft and tender. In this middle-aged woman, she still retained her charm.

When the person stretched out his hand, Xiaocao subconsciously avoided it. Pain appeared in the woman's eyes, and the tears fell even more fiercely.

"My son, my son doesn't believe his mother? Or does he have resentment in his heart? His mother really didn't lose you on purpose. You believe your mother..." He was so sad and sorrowful, his heart was broken, his fingers were trembling, and he couldn't help himself.

Xiaocao's face was a little stiff, and she really wasn't very good at dealing with this situation. She moved her mouth and then said: "Madam, please stop crying, be careful of hurting your eyes. Some things... are just a little hard to accept for a while.

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There was no shock, no disbelief, and no feeling that it was a big deal. Xiaocao's first reaction was, "There is no place to be found without breaking through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get here." She had a shortcut to go.

As for the others, Xiaocao is eighty-nine times similar to this lady, and her eyes are exactly the same as the man next to her. Although there are people who look similar even though they are not related by blood, she still has an engraved ring on her body.

There was a jade pendant with small characters on it, and a half-palm-sized birthmark on the left side of the waist. These were all consistent with what the other party said, so there was nothing to doubt.

As for them, they didn't ask her to take out the jade pendant or check if there were any birthmarks on her body. They seemed to think it was her.

Compared with the woman, the man was more self-possessed and more rational. He comforted his wife and then explained to Xiaocao what happened more than ten years ago in a soft voice. Even though some parts were vague, Xiaocao could understand it.

Seven, eight, eight.

There are many factions fighting for the throne. The aunt of Wenren Taibo (a man) is a concubine of the late emperor. She gave birth to a prince. Wenren Taibo became a companion in his early ten years. As he grows older, the bloodshed becomes more and more intense. As a prince,

, even if you don't care about the throne, you will be forced to get involved. As a "foreign relative", you can't be alone.

When Han was pregnant for the third time, she became more and more precarious. Seeing that the situation was not right, Wenren Taibo, with his father's acquiescence, sent Han and his eldest daughter away from the imperial city of Kaiping, hoping to return to Wenren's ancestral home.

The eldest son was left alone because the situation did not allow the eldest son to escape. On the way home, Han was not blocked by her husband's political enemies, but was scheming by the privacy of the wife in the back house.

On a night of heavy rain, she hid her eldest daughter while running away. Later, her stomach developed prematurely and she gave birth to her second daughter early. However, she was pregnant with twins and had another child in her belly. She was unable to move and the situation became more and more critical.

The mentality of killing two lives, at least let the newborn daughter live, endured the pain, hastily dried the daughter, wrapped her in clothes, dipped in blood and wrote the birth date, stuffed a jade pendant with a small poem engraved on it, and let her confidants

The maid took her daughter away.

On such a night, the possibility of a newborn baby surviving was very slim, but she still held on to a little hope.

Surviving a desperate situation, the eldest daughter and her loyal servant unexpectedly met a nobleman, who sent someone to rescue her and gave birth to her son safely.

However, the second daughter could not be found, and only the body of the maid who had taken the second daughter was found two days later.

The Han family almost collapsed. If it weren't for the eldest daughter and second son beside her, and the noble lady's comfort, she might have gone crazy.

Although there were other things that distracted my mind and prevented me from being depressed for a long time, I still refused to give up. I searched for many years and finally gave up. Even so, I still worried about this matter. I often fasted, chanted Buddha's name, and prayed for my second daughter.

If she is still alive, I hope she is safe and healthy, and hope to see her again in the future. If she is dead, I hope she will have a good pregnancy, be rich and prosperous, and be loved by her family.

Xiaocao remained silent. She could feel the sincere love between the couple. However, their child did not survive. Xiaocao knew clearly that before taking over this body, it had become an empty shell.

Son, if she hadn’t met Father Lin, she probably wouldn’t have lived long.—Although her memory is almost gone now, she also knows that she was very weak for quite some time at that time.

As long as they don't commit suicide, the couple will love their lost child even more.

So, after taking over her body, does she want to take over family ties that are not hers?

Even if she refuses, what reason will she give? At that time, the woman in front of her will probably think that she is resentful, and she will become more painful and self-blame; and other people who hear about her will probably think that she has ulterior motives, or take the opportunity to take advantage of Qiao.

Trying to gain more benefits.

From now on, her life will never be peaceful, and she has to find a way to "solve" her.

Moreover, when there is a shortcut to Tingyu's matter, can she restrain herself again?

"My son..." Han called out cautiously, wanting to touch her, but fearing that she would be disgusted, "It's all my mother's fault that you are living outside and suffering..."

"Madam, don't be like this. I have not suffered, let alone suffered." Xiaocao was not lying. Not to mention the first eight years, they were a valuable asset to her. In the following years, Tingyu treated her extremely well.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that everything is going smoothly. Even in the past two years or so, I have not encountered any troubles. It is not an exaggeration to say that everything is going smoothly.

Mrs. Han looked at Xiaocao who was wearing coarse clothes, her hands were rough, and her body was so plain that she didn't even have any accessories. Then she looked at this simple, dilapidated and small house. How could she believe her words? Her daughter should have been dressed in beautiful clothes.

When you are happy, you can play with leisurely things. When you are unhappy, you can vent your emotions unscrupulously.

She became a medical girl, struggling to survive alone, and those...

Mrs. Han opened her mouth, but no words came out, she just cried harder.

Xiaocao was a little at a loss. For some reason, her words of comfort had the opposite effect. She looked at the man as if asking for help. The meaning in his eyes was obvious - please coax her.

Wenren Taibo held his own rationally, and his experience and knowledge were far superior to those of the Han family. Naturally, he saw more things. As a daughter who lived outside, she may not have enough food and clothing, but her eyes were pure and her manners were well behaved.

Not flinching, not gloomy, there may be hardships, but there should be no major disasters. At least she feels that she is living a good life, has no complaints about anyone, and is at peace at this moment, without sadness or joy. This shows that she does not care.

, after meeting them, he should have made some guesses about his own life experience. Such an attitude also shows that he has no expectations for his family.

Wenren Taibo was a little relieved, but also a little sad. He looked sideways at his wife, and then showed a faint smile to Xiaocao, "You call her mother and help her wipe her tears. Your mother will definitely not

Cried."

Xiaocao was stunned for a moment. She asked this cheap dad for help, but he didn't say anything and just dug a hole with the shovel. Looking at Han's eyes with more and more expectation, she couldn't just stand in the hole and couldn't move. This man was a heartless man.
Chapter completed!