Chapter 520 Formal recognition of relatives, the daughter of the Han family (two or three)

Chapter 520 Formal recognition of relatives, the daughter of the Han family (two or three)

The two people Jiang Fuyue asked Hu to investigate had news the next day.

"Yueyue, your phone is ringing." Han Yunru's voice came from the living room.

She hurt her hand and didn't go to the store today.

Jiang Fuyue turned around and walked out of the dining room with half a glass of unfinished milk in her hand. She walked over and picked up her phone—

"Hey."

"Sister Yue, I found it. Those two people came from the imperial capital and only arrived in Linhuai yesterday. The specific information has been sent to your mailbox."

"Okay." After finishing the call, Jiang Fuyue raised her head to drink the rest of the milk and turned to go upstairs.

Turn on the computer, log in to the mailbox, it shows that there is a new email five minutes ago, she clicks to open...

At this moment, Han Yunru, who was sitting in the living room and was flipping through the baking tutorial, suddenly heard the doorbell.

She thought it was Jiang Da, because this person slipped back quietly when he said the store was empty in the morning.

Han Yunru was a little helpless, "Husband, you can't..."

Before he could finish speaking, the voice stopped abruptly.

She stared blankly at the two men, one old and one young, outside the door.

Han Qishan opened his mouth, and the sound of "Xiaoru" was soft and soft, as if a louder voice would scare her.

If you distinguish carefully, there is still a bit of anxiety and trembling in it.

Han Shen also called out uncontrollably: "Sister..."

Han Yunru pursed her lips and glanced at the father and son with some unfamiliar eyes: "I'm sorry, who are you looking for?"

Han Qishan's pupils shrank, his old eyes were moist, and there was a hint of sadness.

Han Shen was better, but he couldn't help but stagger.

Although the father and son were already mentally prepared, they still felt unacceptable at this moment.

People who used to be so close, but now they don't know each other.

Han Shen let out a turbid breath and looked at her with clear eyes.

"Xiaoru," the man said in a gentle voice, "I'm brother."

Han Qishan answered eagerly: "I'm dad, do you remember?"

Under the expectant gaze of the two, Han Yunru was stunned at first, then slowly shook her head, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly: "I'm sorry..."

"It doesn't matter," Han Shen waved his hand and asked cautiously, "Then you... believe us?"

Han Yunru half closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth pursed tightly, and she did not speak.

Disappointment flashed in Han Qishan's eyes.

At this time, Jiang Fuyue hurried downstairs: "Mom, there is something I want to do with you—"

Then she saw the father and son outside the door. At that time, she was still holding the investigation materials of the two and the Han family.

Gee.

With Jiang Fuyue's reminder, Han Yunru remembered to let Han Qishan and Han Shen come in and talk.

Han Shen looked at the room calmly, the decoration was exquisite, the space was bright and bright, and he was relieved.

My sister seems to be doing well.

Han Qishan was also looking around, but he felt the exact opposite of his son.

The furniture is not high-end enough, the decoration style is more than gorgeous, and the personality is not enough. There is also the baking book that is buckled on the coffee table. Why does Xiaoru still want to enter the kitchen?

"Please sit down, drink water or tea?" Han Yunru asked.

"Water will do."

When Han Yunru entered the kitchen, Jiang Fuyue looked at the two of them without hesitation.

Han Qishan moved his lips: "...is it Yueyue?"

"Hello." She nodded slightly.

"Hey, I'm Grandpa! Are you called Grandpa here? Or Grandpa?"

Jiang Fuyue didn't say anything about her grandfather or grandpa, she just said, "It's fine."

The old man's eyes darkened.

Han Shen sighed. He was so old that he still wanted to fool the little girl and call him.

But the little girl is very smart, she avoids it quietly, and can block the old man speechless.

"Hello Yueyue, if your mother is willing to admit us, then you should call me uncle."

He added a premise.

Only then did Jiang Fuyue look at the middle-aged man in front of him, with handsome features and a sense of righteousness all over him.

He didn't shy away from looking at her.

"You look a lot like your mother."

Han Shen is actually more like Han Qishan, but he can still vaguely find similarities with Han Yunru in his eyebrows.

"I'm biological, of course."

The man laughed lowly, until Han Yunru came out of the kitchen with a glass of water in his hand.

"Drink some water."

"Hey!" Han Qishan took it and took a sip immediately, feeling that the water his daughter poured was sweeter than honey.

Han Shenjue: "..." It doesn't have to be that way.

Han Yunru sat on the opposite sofa under the gazes of the two of them, and was silent for a moment, "I..."

Han Qishan immediately sat up straight.

Han Shen couldn't help but be serious.

She swept over the two of them and pursed her lips: "I don't remember what happened before."

"It's ok."

"It doesn't matter."

The father and son spoke at the same time.

Han Yunru was stunned.

Jiang Fuyue also raised her eyebrows with interest.

"If you forget what happened in the past, let's get to know each other again, okay?" Han Shen looked at his sister, as if he was about to use up all his tenderness, with a cautious tone in his tone.

He said, "I'm the eldest brother, my name is Han Shen. You have a second brother named Han Ke and the third brother Han Heng."

The old man couldn't sit still, and frantically gave his son a wink: What about me? And I! And I!

Han Shen's mouth twitched: "This is Dad."

"My name is Han Qishan." The old man added obediently.

Han Yunru glanced at Han Shen, and when she glanced at the old man, she staggered away.

The two just couldn't get used to it for a while.

Jiang Fuyue was thoughtful.

"Xiaoru, it's all your father's fault that you have been left alone for more than 20 years. I...I'm sorry for you." The old man's eyes were painful and his eyes were red.

"Dad..." Han Shen felt uncomfortable. He was about to say something when he saw the old man wave his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say more.

"I know it's too late to say anything now. I can't look back in the past 20 years. I don't want to atone for this sin, I just want to make up for one or two in my lifetime."

Han Yunru lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Han Qishan lowered his attitude: "Xiaoru, Dad knows it's wrong, are you willing to go back to the imperial capital with me? You are still the only daughter of the Han family. No matter what you want to do, your three brothers and I will support you unconditionally." Of course Divorce too!

In Han Qishan's view, if it wasn't for his daughter's memory loss, it would be absolutely impossible to marry someone like Jiang Da. She has been wronged for more than 20 years, and now she can finally break free from the cage. !

Han Shen didn't expect the old man to be in such a hurry. He couldn't even figure out the situation, so he couldn't wait to tell Xiaoru's life.

This will only backfire!

really--

"Sorry, are you really sure I'm your daughter?"

Han Qishan: "Of course! It's definitely not wrong!"

No matter how old you look or the time of disappearance, you don't even need to do a paternity test at all. You can't deceive people just by looking at that kind of blood kinship surging in your bones.

"Even if I am, I don't want to go to the imperial capital."

The old man was stunned: "...Why? Don't you want our family to be reunited?"

Han Yunru: "My home is in Linhuai."

"Can……"

"Dad!" Han Shen interrupted quickly, "If Xiao Xiao has her plans, don't make trouble."

"How can this be called chaos? I am..." i

The doorbell rang, interrupting the old man's next words.

Jiang Fuyue got up and went away.

"Yueyue, where's your mother? She's not doing anything, right? You can take good care of her, the wound on her hand can't get wet..." Jiang Da put down the dishes he brought back while changing his shoes. .

Suddenly, his eyes stopped, and he settled on the extra pair of men's leather shoes: "A visitor at home?"

Jiang Fuyue nodded.

"Who is it? Is it a neighbor again?"

Jiang Da tried new dishes before, and his family was tired of eating. Even Wu Qian was put on ten pounds. In the end, no one was there to support him. He simply called a few neighbors to eat.

Since then, neighbors have become friends, and friends have become fans.

Occasionally, I also come to visit at home, ahem... mainly to eat the dishes made by Jiang Da.

But this time...

Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "Not a neighbor."

"Who is that?" Jiang Da asked as he walked to the living room with the dishes.

The next second, the footsteps stopped.

I saw two men, an old man and a young man, sitting on the sofa. When he came in, the old man was as steady as a mountain. The younger one stood up and stretched out his hand to him: "Hello, I'm Han Shen."

Jiang Da was not used to such an elite handshake, his expression was stunned, and he was at a loss for a moment.

He heard the old man snort softly, seemingly dissatisfied.

Jiang Da hurriedly held the hand handed over by the other party: "Sorry, I'm not used to it..."

"It's okay." Han Shen smiled warmly.

Jiang Da frowned: "Have we met? You look familiar."

"Yesterday in the hospital, outside the consultation room."

"Oh - so it's you!"

But... how did this person come to the house? Jiang Da couldn't help but think.

Yesterday, two or three watch together, three thousand words.

Today's one is at twelve o'clock.