When my daughter was born, she was a tiny little ball.
Because he was malnourished when he was in his mother's womb, he was not white and tender like other children, but black.
But she remembered the cinnabar mole as big as a grain of rice on her waist very clearly.
After so many years, the cinnabar mole became more and more ingrained in her memory, but that didn't mean it still existed in reality.
A cinnabar mole when you were young may gradually fade away in the future.
Or maybe it wasn't a cinnabar mole at all, but just an illusion she had when her body was weak, and it was just a birthmark that would disappear over time.
Teacher Xie Nan is not too hopeful about this.
When Su Xiaotian heard the words cinnabar mole, she felt struck by lightning.
There is indeed a cinnabar mole on Su Xiaocao's waist. Is it possible that Sister Xiaocao is really the lost daughter of Teacher Xie Nan?
How can this be?
Seeing Su Xiaotian's sudden change in face, Xie Nan looked at her in disbelief.
"Could it be that there really is a cinnabar mole on Xiaocao's waist?"
When Teacher Xie Nan asked this question, her voice was trembling.
"Teacher Xie, I did see a cinnabar mole on Sister Xiaocao's waist, which is about the size of a grain of rice."
Word by word, Su Xiaotian spoke with great difficulty.
Su Xiaotian didn't dare to think about what this sentence meant.
If Sister Xiaocao is really Teacher Xie Nan’s daughter, then why did she become Uncle Jiujiu’s daughter?
"Xiaotian, you didn't lie to me?" Teacher Xie Nan couldn't believe what she heard.
A person whose face is vaguely similar to mine also has a cinnabar mole in the same position.
She is really going to find her daughter.
"Teacher Xie Nan, but since I was a child, I have never heard anyone in the village mention that Sister Xiaocao is not Uncle Jiujiu's biological child. I have to go back and ask the elders in the family."
Teacher Xie Nan's original excitement suddenly cooled down because of Su Xiaotian's words.
Yes, if a child is adopted, no matter how secretive it is, there will be some similar rumors in the village, right?
There has never been such a rumor. There is a high probability that this child should be Su Jiujiu's biological child.
Coincidence, maybe everything is just a coincidence.
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Su Xiaotian originally only went home on weekends, but this matter was pressing in her heart. She felt that she could not wait until the weekend before going back.
Su Ciliang was a little surprised when he heard the news that Su Xiaotian was going home.
Beijing University is not far from my home, but it is not close either. Why does Xiaotian suddenly want to go home?
He wanted to accompany Su Xiaotian back.
Su Xiaotian said that she has grown up and does not need her brothers to protect her all day long.
The second brother is also someone who has a partner now. Of course he should stay with his partner in school. How can he stay with his sister all day long?
Su Xiaotian happened to have only one class that afternoon. After class, she hurried back to Yiming Pavilion.
That's right, it's back to Yiming Pavilion.
Grandma Su was startled when she saw her little granddaughter suddenly appear at the door.
Today is not the weekend, why is this child back?
Seeing that there was no one around, Su Xiaotian simply asked everything she wanted to ask.
When Grandma Su heard Su Xiaotian ask if Su Xiaocao was Su Changjiu's biological child, she directly reached out and touched Su Xiaotian's forehead.
"You don't even have a fever, why are you so confused?"
Grandma Su touched Su Xiaotian's forehead. She was worried and even touched her own forehead specifically.
Su Xiaotian was speechless.
"Grandma, I'm asking seriously."
"You kid, why are you getting more and more random? Your sister Xiaocao must be your uncle's biological child." Grandma Su said with great certainty.
Grandma Su glared at Su Xiaotian, feeling that this child was really spoiled by his family, even asking random questions like this.
If this is heard for a long time, why don't you just beat her?
Hearing Grandma Su's affirmation, Su Xiaotian also began to suspect that it might just be a coincidence, and even the cinnabar mole was a coincidence.
But she still asked again: "Grandma, are you sure? Who delivered Sister Xiaocao? You saw her right after she was born."
"Originally, I asked Madam Li from the next village to deliver the baby, but she encountered a difficult delivery and gave birth at home for a day and a night. She was almost dying, so your uncle sent her to the county hospital for the birth."
"Although the lives of my mother and son were saved in the hospital, your aunt suffered physical injuries and never gave birth again."
"This woman is just going to die behind closed doors when she gives birth to a child!"
Grandma Su knew these things very well, and when she told Su Xiaotian, she couldn't help but express a few words of emotion.
The village chief's wife suffered a great crime. The child was born, but there was no milk. The little grass screamed with hunger.
At that time, San Gong was just over five months old, and Wang Xianghua still had milk, so Su Jiujiu came to her home holding the little girl in her arms.
At that time, every family had a hard life, and Wang Xianghua didn't have much milk, but she felt pitiful holding the little girl, so she couldn't bear it and agreed.
In order to keep Xiaocao alive, the Su family added glutinous rice paste to three meals a day for San Gong, who was less than half a year old.
When Xiaocao was a child, she was able to survive by drinking Wang Xianghua's milk.
Over the years, Su Jiujiu has been able to take care of the Su family, not because of the close blood relationship between the two families, but because of the friendship back then.
"Your uncle Jiujiu and your aunt stayed in the hospital for seven or eight days before they came back. When they came back, Jiujiu was holding a little girl, Xiaocao, in his arms."
When Su Xiaocao heard what Grandma Su said, she subconsciously felt that there might be other inside stories about this matter.
After all, Su Xiaocao was not born in the village, but in the hospital.
In future generations, will there still be many mistaken children in hospitals?
Maybe Sister Xiaocao got it wrong by some strange combination of circumstances?
"So, grandma, you didn't see Sister Xiaocao when she was born?"
Grandma Su gently pinched Su Xiaotian's cheek and said: "You girl, you have nothing on your mind all day long. In what era was it, could you take home someone who was not your biological child? You have never experienced it.
In those two years, people were close to starving to death."
Thinking of those days, Grandma Su couldn't help but sigh, because she had more family members and more labor force.
But even if everyone could work, they were almost too hungry to get up.
Of course Su Xiaotian knew how difficult those two years were.
Many people live by eating bark and roots, and they treasure a handful of flour or rice as if they were treasures.
If it's not your biological child, it's really difficult to take it home and raise it.
But what if?
After all, even the birthmarks are the same.
"Grandma, is there a possibility that Sister Xiaocao was adopted by Uncle Jiujiu?"
Su Xiaotian who asked this question was hit on the head by Grandma Su.
This kid is really getting better and better at thinking nonsense.
"Your uncle has heard this and will beat you up!"
The longer this baby grows, the more lawless he becomes.