Wang Baoyu smiled and hugged Lin Zhaodi's shoulder and said, "Mom, I will call Jia Baoyu from now on. I will find you a wife who is more handsome than Lin Daiyu!"

Wang Baoyu's words made Lin Zhaodi both funny and moved, and two lines of tears slipped out of her eyes inadvertently. Lin Zhaodi hurriedly wiped the back of her hand and said angrily: "How old is you, I'm still talking to your mother! I'll go and serve noodles for your father while the food is hot." Then she turned around and went to the stove.

Jia Zhengdao also loved this son more and more, but he still said seriously: "Baoyu, don't talk nonsense. The surname is born with it, so how can you change it casually! Your father Wang Wangshan is a good person. He saved my life and is a close friend of mine. Alas! But his name is not well-known. Wangshan, Wangshan, and he went up the mountain too early."

"Dad, you can't be superstitious. The medical level was too backward at that time. If it were now, it might be cured!" Wang Baoyu said after taking a sip of the wine himself.

Lin Zhaodi entered the house with two bowls of noodles and sighed, "Your mother's life is also miserable. She is a widow at such a young age. She is a flower in our village, but she doesn't know where she has gone."

When Wang Baoyu mentioned his biological mother Liu Yuling, he felt so upset that he took a sip of wine in a depressed manner. After Lin Zhaodi sat down, he looked at Wang Baoyu carefully and said, "Baoyu is really more and more like your mother as she grows, especially those eyebrows and eyes..."

Wang Baoyu interrupted Lin Zhaodi and said, "Mom, don't mention her. A woman who threw away her own child and ran away with others is not a good woman." Wang Baoyu's mother couldn't stand the loneliness and threw away her son and ran away with the educated youth in the countryside. For this reason, Wang Baoyu was ridiculed by her friends as a child.

The atmosphere in the room seemed a little nervous. Jia Zhengdao and Lin Zhaodi both noticed Wang Baoyu's unhappiness. Jia Zhengdao hesitated for a moment and said, "Baoyu, you have grown up, and you must know some things."

Wang Baoyu looked up at his godfather Jia Zhengdao, lowered his head and picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth. While chewing it hard as if he was venting, he said, "Dad, if it was about that woman, it would be fine if I didn't say it, I don't want to listen."

Wang Baoyu got off the kang and brought a wine glass for Lin Zhaodi, poured the wine, and handed it to her mouth and said, "Mom, you have a drink today, so I won't talk about outsiders."

"What kind of outsider? Liu Yuling is your biological mother! Your mother and I can't hide this from it." Jia Zhengdao seemed very angry, his beard was about to rise up. Lin Zhaodi said from the side: "His father, don't say it if the child doesn't want to listen!"

"What do you know about women?" Jia Zhengdao yelled at Lin Zhaodi impatiently. Lin Zhaodi replied without being outdone: "You know, you have to talk about the old sesame and bad rice, which makes the children unable to eat well."

Seeing that the godfather and godmother started arguing, Wang Baoyu calmed down instead. No matter what he said, he couldn't make his godfather and godmother angry. So he squeezed out a smile and said, "Dad, mom, don't argue, Dad, you say it! I'll just listen."

Jia Zhengdao also sighed, turned around and opened the box, took out the box for a long time, took out a piece of red cloth, and handed it to Wang Baoyu. Wang Baoyu roughly guessed that this was something left to him by his biological mother Liu Yuling, but he was not excited, but felt a little disgusted. If the child was thrown away, it was a sure fact. What else could he have to do with grievances?

Wang Baoyu patiently opened the red cloth bag and saw a small silver lock inside, twenty yuan and a letter.

Wang Baoyu held the small silver lock in his hand. This is a very traditional long-lived lock. Because it took too long, the surface oxidized and turned black. Wang Baoyu had some impression of this. He wore it when he was a child, but it disappeared later. It turned out that it was taken away by his godfather.

The twenty dollars confused Wang Baoyu, pointed at his godfather Jia Zhengdao and asked, "Dad, I remember this long life lock, what happened when the twenty dollars was?"

Jia Zhengdao took a sip of wine and said, "Actually, my father is a little ashamed. It was not that my father was willing to adopt you, but that he was entrusted by your mother. The twenty yuan was left by your mother, and I have never spent it."

Wang Baoyu sneered and said, "I just want others to raise their children for more than ten years for twenty yuan. This woman is really good at calculating!"

Lin Zhaodi grabbed Wang Baoyu's hand and said, "Son, you can't say that. Being kind is greater than raising grace. You can see that the play is only an unfilial son, and there is no mother who doesn't love his son."

These words obviously did not impress Wang Baoyu. He picked up a peanut and threw it, raised his face and opened his mouth to catch it, and chewed it around. Lin Zhaodi reached out and gently hit Wang Baoyu on the head, and said angrily: "How many times have you said it, this is the easiest to choke!"

"Baoyu, what your mother said is reasonable. All mothers in the world are the same. Your mother may have her own difficulties." Jia Zhengdao waved his hand at Wang Baoyu and signaled him to sit down and listen carefully. Jia Zhengdao's next words let Wang Baoyu understand the general situation that year.

Before leaving, Wang Baoyu's mother Liu Yuling panickedly handed these things over to her husband's friend Jia Zhengdao, and said that once she was settled, she would come to pick up Baoyu. The young farmer who supported Liu Yuling also promised that she would do her parents' work after returning to the city and accept Wang Baoyu's child.

Jia Zhengdao agreed due to his affection. He did not expect Liu Yuling to disappear when she left. Lin Zhaodi also liked Wang Baoyu very much, so he naturally left Wang Baoyu and raised him to this day and became a real family.

After hearing this, Wang Baoyu was not dissatisfied with Jia Zhengdao's behavior that he was not willing to adopt him back then. At that time, people could not have enough food, so it was not easy to raise a child. This is also human nature.

"Dad, you are nothing wrong. You are half a child. I am poor. In such a difficult situation, you and my mother insist on keeping me. This kind of kindness is enough for me to last a lifetime. No matter when, I will be your son, and I will be filial to you and my mother until I grow old. Come on, my son will give you a cup, mom, you can drink it too. Thank you for your parents and mother for their upbringing over the years." Wang Baoyu calmly listened to Jia Zhengdao's story, raised his glass with a smile and said.

"Okay, let's do this cup." Jia Zhengdao seemed to put down a burden in his heart when he heard Wang Baoyu say this, and raised the cup excitedly and happily, touched Wang Baoyu for a while, and then drank it all in one go.
Chapter completed!