Jiang Xiaoxiao has been causing a fuss for a week!
In the end, it reached the point of a hunger strike.
Actually, the family isn't well-off.
The food is barely enough to eat.
In reality, every household only has thin soup for every meal.
Their family just scoops a bit thicker for Jiang Xiaoxiao, which is considered a good treatment.
Unfortunately, Jiang Xiaoxiao doesn't appreciate it.
Looking at the unmoving bowl of white porridge.
The whole family sighs.
There's no way to persuade her.
Jiang Xiaoxiao lies on the bed, dizzy and light-headed after three days of hunger.
But she knows, if she doesn't persist.
Third Brother will really be gone.
If Third Brother goes to Beidahuang, it would be a one-way trip.
No matter what, she can't just watch Third Brother go like that.
So even if she really starves to death, she wants to change everything.
Right now, this is all she can do.
Otherwise, it will be too late.
She cannot let Third Brother walk the same path as last lifetime.
This lifetime, she wants Third Brother to smoothly live out his life.
Although being a worker isn't wealthy, at least it's stable before the era of reform and opening up.
"Bang bang bang!"
Someone knocks on the door.
Fan Xiuying sighs.
The daughter won't eat, and she's so anxious that blisters appear on her mouth.
"Who is it?"
As soon as the door opens, a gust of wind, a few people push past her and burst in.
"Hey, what are you doing? How can you just come in like this? What do you want? His dad, Shitou, come out quickly, someone's causing trouble!"
Fan Xiuying sees she doesn't recognize the visitors.
She shouts urgently.
At this time, there are people who act unscrupulously.
A young girl looks at Fan Xiuying with a face full of conflict!
Fan Xiuying feels a bit nervous.
What is going on here?
Why is she looking at me?
The problem is she thinks the girl in front of her seems familiar.
But doesn't know where that familiarity comes from?
Jiang Laoshi and Jiang Shitou hear the voice and immediately run out.
Jiang Laoshi is wearing a sleeveless shirt, holding a big palm fan.
It's almost the end of the month!
But the weather is still unbearably hot.
Their family can't afford an electric fan.
So naturally, they can only use a palm fan.
Jiang Shitou holds a broom and comes out.
He was just sweeping the floor.
God knows, the household chores at their home, he, as a boy, never tires of doing.
Parents said there is no such thing as favoring boys over girls in their family.
Boys and girls alike.
What work women can do, men must also do.
Thus, the unfortunate Jiang Shitou is doing the chores.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
Although Jiang Laoshi is honest and kind! He isn't a pushover.
Anyone who dares to bully him should be cautious.
Jiang Laoshi is well-known in the factory for his skills. He used to be a soldier, but later got injured, so he went to drive at the factory.
A middle-aged man and woman glance at Jiang Laoshi.
The man speaks.
"My name is Fang Zhiyuan, this is my wife Ye Hua, this is my son Fang Peizhong, and my daughter Fang Xiaomin, this is my youngest daughter Fang Xiaohui, we are here this time for your daughter Jiang Xiaoxiao."
Open and honest.
Jiang Laoshi is shocked.
He never expected these people to come for his little daughter.
"What do you want? Speak clearly? I'm her father! Whatever the matter is, tell me, I'll take responsibility for her."
The daughter is somewhat willful, but she doesn't have violent tendencies.
Not to the point of hitting someone.
Jiang Shitou is stunned, and upon seeing Fang Xiaohui, he blurts out.
"Dad, why does that girl look exactly like Mom?"
Jiang Laoshi and Fan Xiuying immediately turn their heads in unison.
Jiang Laoshi immediately notices, indeed, this girl looks seventy to eighty percent like his wife.
Fan Xiuying touches her own face! No wonder she feels this girl is familiar, she actually resembles herself.
It's strange.
A stranger resembling her? This is too incredible.
"You can see it too, Xiao Hui looks almost exactly like your wife because she is your daughter, and your Jiang Xiaoxiao is our biological daughter. We are her biological parents."
A thunderous shock.
Exploding Jiang Laoshi and Fan Xiuying, who remain stunned for a moment.
What?
What are they talking about?
Jiang Laoshi gets angry.
"Get out, what nonsense are you saying in our house? I tell you, just because you bring a girl who looks alike doesn't mean we will mistake our child.
We won't mistake our own child."
But looking at the woman who dressed like a cadre, his heart grows increasingly uneasy.
She with Xiao Xiao looks somewhat alike, especially the mouth and nose.
Of course, it's not about looking alike.
Just thinking like that, feels she resembles somewhat.
The more she resembles, the more his heart beats.
Could it be true?
Could it be their Xiao Xiao is someone else's child?
Jiang Laoshi's heart aches.
Fan Xiuying starts to shed tears.
Shaking her head frantically, it's impossible.
When Xiao Xiao was born, she got pneumonia the same day; she and Jiang Laoshi watched over the child for three whole days and nights.
Fearing that the infant Xiao Xiao would move and dislodge the needle.
Jiang Laoshi always held the child's hand, he held it all the time the fluids were administered.
Just fearing the child would need another injection.
Because of administering penicillin, the child cried painfully.
The small face was crying, gasping for breath.
The nurse said the fluid was too cold, irritating the veins, causing increased pain, but couldn't find a hot water bottle.
Fan Xiuying used her hand to cover the IV tube, wanting to warm it so the child wouldn't hurt as much.
In the end, Fan Xiuying put the IV tube in her mouth, finally calming the child into sleep.
At two years old, the child had a cold and a fever of forty degrees.
Jiang Laoshi wasn't at home, he was out of town driving.
Fan Xiuying carried the child to the hospital.
She was alone watching the child wake up.
The moment the small child woke up!
Was to touch her eyes and softly say, "Mom, I don't hurt anymore, the fever is gone, Mom, don't cry."
Every drop and every day are memories of them with Xiao Xiao.
She's already eighteen years old, suddenly a group of people emerges, insisting she's not their daughter.
Fan Xiuying is furious.
She snatches the broom from Jiang Shitou's hand, waving it like a warrior heading to battle.
"Get out of my house, get out, you're talking nonsense, our Xiao Xiao is our biological daughter, anyone dares to say otherwise, I'll beat them, rip their mouth open. Get out, out!"
Fan Xiuying is crazy.
With punches and kicks, biting, she actually drove the Fang family out to the door.
Ye Hua is anxious, pinching Fang Zhiyuan, if they don't take back this daughter, their Peizhong will have to go to the countryside.
If it weren't for Fang Xiaohui already being betrothed to the Song family's eldest grandson, with both families' elders approving their marriage.
Would they have come to such lengths?
But there is no other way.
Now just waiting for Jiang Xiaoxiao to save the day.