Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Sheng Anning just glanced at it and felt that the older woman was well-mannered and looked very elegant. The young girl was also quite good-looking.

She also sighed in her heart, there were so many natural beauties at this time, and she saw quite a few in this small place.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and Zhou Shixun got out of the car to help Sheng Anning get something, when he heard someone pumping gas next to him.

Turning his head to look over, he saw two lesbians looking at him in shock. If it weren't for the young one holding him up, the older one would have fainted.

Zhou Beiqing followed the address of the guest house left by Zhou Chaoyang and drove for two days to arrive at the door of the guest house early in the morning. However, he hesitated a little. If it really looked like it, could his mother bear it?

He kept doing ideological work for Zhong Wenqing: "Mom, no matter whether it looks like him or not, you must calm down and not be too impulsive to disturb other people's lives."

Zhong Wenqing kept nodding his head: "I know, I know, I'll just take a look and I won't disturb his life. I know that no matter how much he looks like, he is not Luancheng."

But when the two of them saw Zhou Shixun getting out of the car, they couldn't help but gasp in surprise at the same time.

Zhou Beiqing also forgot what he said and stared at Zhou Shixun without blinking. It was so similar!

How can someone look so similar?

Zhong Wenqing had already forgotten what she had promised. Tears instantly fell down. He broke away from his daughter's hand and rushed towards Zhou Shixun: "Luancheng!"

Sheng Anning got out of the car slowly. When she saw Zhong Wenqing rushing towards him and Zhou Beiqing standing there with red eyes, he could guess their identities.

I didn't expect them to come so quickly!

Zhou Shixun obviously guessed the identity of the other party and reached out to hold Zhong Wenqing's arm: "You have identified the wrong person."

The voice is not the same, the expression is not the same, the eyes are cold, and the tone is flat.

Zhong Wenqing didn't know why, but his heart began to hurt. He looked up at Zhou Shixun with tears streaming down his face. Even if it wasn't Zhou Luancheng, he still wanted to talk to him more.

Sheng Anning was much calmer. She went over to hold Zhong Wenqing's arm and said, "Auntie, calm down first. If you have anything to say, please speak slowly. How about we go to the room to talk."

Zhou Beiqing also came over, his eyes still falling on Zhou Shixun: "Mom, let's find a place to sit down and say, don't cry yet."

After saying this, she couldn't help crying.

Song Xiuyan, who was a little dumbfounded on the sidelines, finally came to his senses and called everyone to go to the room.

When they arrived at the room, Sheng Anning was in no hurry to speak, Zhou Shixun was even less able to explain, and Zhong Wenqing had already explained the purpose of her visit in more detail.

"My son Luan Cheng died. My daughter said there was someone who looked just like him, so we came to take a look. I know it's too presumptuous, but you really look alike."

As he spoke, he suddenly burst into tears, his voice so sad that Sheng Anning couldn't help but blush.

The old mother must not be able to help herself when she sees a child who looks like the son she sacrificed.

I just don’t know, what if she knew this was her other son? Would she take him home, or would she care about the feelings of the child who had been raised at home?

After Zhong Wenqing calmed down a bit, he stared at Zhou Shixun and asked, "Where are you from? How old are you this year?"

Zhou Shixun didn't want to answer at first, but Sheng Anning answered very proactively: "People from Hewan Village will be thirty in August."

Sure enough, when Zhong Wenqing heard Hewan Village, his whole face changed color: "Hewan Village?"

Sheng Anning nodded and looked at Zhong Wenqing innocently: "Auntie, have you heard of Hewan Village?"

Zhong Wenqing's hands were trembling a little and his voice was trembling: "What are your parents' names?"

Sheng Anning answered simply: "Zhou Mancang, Li Guihua."

Zhong Wenqing stood up suddenly, his mind suddenly became unclear: "No way, no way, no way!!"

Zhou Beiqing thought Zhong Wenqing was stimulated again, so he hurried over to help her: "Mom, don't get excited yet. If you have anything to say, you want to say it slowly."

Zhong Wenqing turned to stare at Zhou Shixun: "Were you born on August 16, 1948?"

Zhou Shixun nodded: "Yes."

There was a bang in Zhong Wenqing's head, something exploded in his mind, and many dusty memories emerged. The little daughter-in-law named Li Guihua came to her with a smile: "Sister, you are so lucky to have given birth to a pair of twins.

It’s not like I gave birth to another girl.”

Zhong Wenqing, who had just given birth to a baby, was injured and had no strength at all. She was a little envious of Li Guihua, who was able to go out for a walk after giving birth.

But……

Later, Zhou Nanguang came to pick her up and left with the child in his arms. She didn't feel anything was wrong.

Looking at Zhou Shixun's face now, there is still something that I don't understand. That Li Guihua who killed a thousand swords has been replaced by her son.

He let out a loud cry, sat on the ground and held his chest and cried bitterly. He was too sad to say a word, and he pinched his heart tightly.

Zhou Beiqing was so frightened that he quickly knelt down and supported Zhong Wenqing's body: "Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

Zhong Wenqing spent a long time and cried: "Li Guihua, the murderer of a thousand swords, you are not a human being, you actually stole my son, you beast, you beast!"

Her cultivation prevented her from using harsh words, but she still wanted to stab Li Guihua.

Sheng Anning didn't expect Zhong Wenqing's reaction. He thought she would be suspicious before asking for confirmation. Unexpectedly, she believed him after just asking a few questions.

Zhou Beiqing still didn't realize what his mother meant, and watched Zhong Wenqing get up, hug Zhou Shixun, and burst into tears.

Zhou Shixun dropped his hands by his side and let Zhong Wenqing hold him, his heart still fluctuated somewhat.

Sheng Anning couldn't help but blush. This hateful Li Guihua made Zhou Shixun suffer so much when he was a child.

Even Song Xiuyan's eyes turned red, he really couldn't bear to see this scene.

Zhong Wenqing hugged Zhou Shixun: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know, I was too confused, I didn't even know...she would be so cruel."

Zhou Beiqing was completely confused. With tears in her eyes, she looked at her mother hugging Zhou Shixun in shock. After belatedly, she realized that the man in front of her might be one of her brothers.

After a long time, Zhong Wenqing finally calmed down. He took Zhou Shixun's hand and looked up and down. He started crying again and said sorry over and over again.

Zhou Beiqing was still somewhat sensible and came over to push Zhong Wenqing: "Mom, are you sure this is my brother?"

Zhong Wen spoke in a hoarse voice: "It's true, Li Guihuasheng couldn't produce such a child. How could I have thought that they were careless when they looked kind?"

Zhou Beiqing looked at Zhou Shixun and hesitated: "Mom, where is my eldest brother?"

Zhong Wenqing paused: "He is Zhu Guihua's son."

I still couldn't bear it in my heart, but when I looked at Zhou Shixun, I started crying again: "Tell me, how have you been doing these past few years?"

"Good."

"not good!"

As soon as Zhou Shixun finished speaking, Sheng Anning was already rushing to answer.