The old lady saw Gu Qianru looking over, feeling at a loss and muttered in a low voice: "Xiaoru, go home."

Mr. Gu asked, "Can you tell me what kind of birthmark it is?"

Han Jinjun saw that his grandmother was confused again, so he took the conversation: "Since I was a child, I heard my grandmother mention my sister-in-law. She said that there was a red birthmark the size of a little finger on her waist, like a soldering iron."

Mr. Gu knew about this birthmark. When he first met her, his arms were raised and his waist were exposed. The birthmark was on his back. It was already late autumn at that time. It was so pitiful that my wife felt compassion.

The old man looked at Gu Qianru and remembered that she had made her own decision.

Han Jiujiang saw Gu Qianru not speaking: "Xiaoru, my mother took you to the county to go to the market, and there was a sudden riot on the street, and you were dispersed. My mother was trampled and her legs were fainted. When she woke up, she was in the clinic.

After that, my family kept looking for you, but there was no news about you. If I hadn't met you by chance today, my mother kept saying that you were Xiaoru and forced to march to chase you, I wouldn't have known about you."

Gu Qian was five years old when the Gu family was at the time, but she had been separated from her family for a long time and was asking for food with a group of older children. She didn't remember where her home was.

Apart from the name, I remember a group of people dispersing her and her mother: "I don't remember much about what happened when I was a child. I only remember getting separated from my mother. Later, I met my adoptive parents, who kindly adopted me."

Mr. Gu said, "Where did your sister get separated?"

Han Jiujiang replied: "In Bishan, we looked through Bishan, but we didn't find my sister. The family thought it was probably because of that chaos, but my mother kept saying that my sister was still alive and was alive."

The old man glanced at Gu Qianru: "We met her in Chongqing. At that time, a small man was holding a bowl bigger than her face and asked passersby for a copper coin."

My wife saw that she was pitiful, so she adopted her. Later, we went back to Beijing with our family."

The old lady stood up: "Xiaoru, go home."

There were tears in Gu Qianru's eyes because she was sure that she was really the daughter of the Han family. Not only did she remember her name, but she and her mother were squeezed apart, but also the mole under her mother's ear.

Gu Qianru hugged the old lady, tears falling like rain.

The old lady kept patting Gu Qianru on the back: "Xiaoru is not afraid, Xiaoru goes home."

After the person calmed down, Gu Qianru said: "There is indeed a red birthmark on my waist that looks like a soldering iron."

As he said that, he gently lifted up the wool sweater, revealing the birthmark so that everyone can see clearly.

After seeing this, the old lady stretched out her trembling hand and touched it: "My Xiaoru is my Xiaoru, birthmark."

The old lady was quite excited, and now she turned around. Gu Qianru patted the old lady's back and comforted her: "It's okay, Xiaoru is back, it's okay."

Han Jiujiang and Han Jinjun also had red eyes. Seeing the old lady calm down slowly, they felt relieved.

From Han Jiujiang, he learned that he had a younger brother under him who was still living in Bishan. He was transferred to Beijing to work many years ago.

The old man said, "This is probably God's will. If you don't want to work in Beijing, you won't meet. Now your mother has finally fulfilled her wish."

From Han Jiujiang, he learned that his lover was Peng Guihua. He had two sons and one daughter. His eldest son Han Jindong, his younger son Han Jinjun, and his second son was a daughter named Han Ruixue. They were all married and had children.

Gu Qianru also talked about his situation and introduced everyone in his family.

After chatting for a while, Han Jiujiang was about to say goodbye and agreed to have a meal together on the sixth day of the lunar month, which was considered to be acknowledging his relatives.

At first, the old lady said she was unwilling to leave, but she held Gu Qianru's hand for fear of losing it again. Later, she finally made it clear.

Gu Qianru took them into the taxi and watched them go away before turning around and walking home.

He looked up at Luo Haotian's inquiring eyes: "What do you want to ask?"

Luo Haotian smiled warmly: "It seems that God's will."

Gu Qianru asked, "Why do you say that?"

Luo Haotian smiled and said, "You forgot that in the morning I originally thought of Daoxiang Village not far from home, but you said that today's second day of the New Year, there are family areas here, and there must be many people queuing up, so we turned over there to buy it."

Gu Qianru thought about it and laughed: "In the dark, there is God's will, maybe."

When he got home, the old man whispered to Gu Qianru: "This is a good thing."

Gu Qianru walked to the old man: "Dad, no matter when, you are my father. Although we are not related by blood, once we enter this house, we have never lacked the love of our parents. In my heart, you are no different from your biological parents."

The old man smiled all over his face when he heard this: "Dad understands that you are a good person, and this place will always be your home."
Chapter completed!