In the dim light, Uncle Sarah could be seen holding the door frame, his eyes sliding across the faces of Ye Wan and the other three, and then falling on He Sichen.
Staring at He Sichen intently, Uncle Sarah's eyes sparkled.
"his dad……"
The woman eating watermelon in the room felt something was wrong, wiped her mouth, opened the curtain and walked out.
Then he looked at Ye Wan with a surprised look on his face, "Xiaowan, is it you? Why did you arrive so late? Come in, come in..."
"Agui, go quickly and take out the watermelon hanging in the well... Xiaowan, have you been running all the way? Are you hungry? Come in quickly..."
The simple hospitality and enthusiasm were clearly displayed. The woman cleared the table and set up small stools for Ye Wan and the three of them to sit down. Then she turned around and dived into the kitchen.
In the room, Uncle Sara looked at He Sichen hesitantly, "You, you are..."
As soon as the words "Are you our Axi" came to his lips, Uncle Sara choked up and was speechless.
He Sichen smiled and nodded, "Dad, I am Axi."
On the side, Feng Suheng took out the appraisal certificate from his bag and handed it to Uncle Sara.
He didn't know many words, so Uncle Sarah pointed at the words in front of the lamp and read them one by one very slowly.
It seemed like a century had passed before he finally read two pages.
Looking at He Sichen again, tears could not stop flowing from his cloudy eyes.
"What the fuck?"
Shouting loudly, as if it was still too slow, Uncle Sarah took the appraisal certificate and went to the kitchen.
The next second, wailing sounds came from the kitchen.
Wow.
The beaded door curtain was opened again, and young man Lang Agui came over with a plate of watermelon and placed it on the table.
"Brother, eat watermelon..."
The boy's eyes were as bright as stars, and the veins on his neck were bulging from his dark skin because he was holding back his tears.
After grabbing a piece of watermelon and handing it to He Sichen, Ah Gui stared at him, as if to confirm that this was the brother that her mother had been talking about for 18 years.
Seeing He Sichen taking the watermelon and smiling at him, Agui also grinned.
Smiling, the young man suddenly raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes.
More than ten minutes after the crying in the kitchen stopped, the sound of simmering started again.
When Uncle Sarah came back into the house, she looked several years younger.
"Xiao Wan..."
The words were directed at Ye Wan, but Uncle Sarah kept looking at He Sichen.
Having found his son, Uncle Sarah felt relieved that he could die in peace, but facing his son, he didn't know how to talk to him.
Separated at birth, the couple talked about it every day, and kept it in their hearts every day, thinking about their son for 25 years.
But they never raised him even for a day.
During the past 25 years, when he suffered hardships and grievances, they didn't even offer to help, they didn't even stay by his side.
I don’t know how much resentment A Xi must have in her heart.
Thinking this way, tears almost came out of my eyes again.
Uncle Sara wiped her eyes and looked up at Ye Wan, "Xiaowan, can you stay at home for a few days?"
"Axi..."
With her heart and eyes sore, Ye Wan turned back to look at He Sichen, "How many days can you stay at home?"
"Three days."
He Sichen looked at Uncle Sara and said, "Dad, I can stay at home for three days."
"Hey, good, good, good..."
The sound of "father" seemed to turn on Uncle Sara's tears switch again.
A grown man who was over forty and had spent half his life gritting his teeth and never wiping away tears no matter how hard or tiring he was. He nodded and covered his face, then squatted at the table and started to cry.