Chapter 34 Quickly bring the chosen one home

Qiao Changdong turned around and went to the other side of the truck, opened the door, and carried Fu Yu out of the truck.

Meng Zhengcheng followed behind him, observing Fu Yu who was using crutches: "Is this the child?"

Qiao Changdong nodded.

Meng Zhengcheng didn't say anything more. The four of them walked towards the restaurant together. As they walked, he said, "The other thing you asked for probably won't have a result so soon."

"How long will it take at the fastest?" Qiao Changdong paused for a moment.

"It will take about seven to fourteen working days," said Meng Zhengcheng.

Qiao Changdong nodded.

After the four of them had lunch at the restaurant, Meng Zhengcheng got into Qiao Changdong's car and drove to the police station to cooperate with the police investigation.

Everyone thought that as long as Fu Yu revealed his identity, even if he was too young to know where he was from, they would still have some information.

Then they followed the clues, investigated further, and sent him back, thus bringing the matter to a close.

But to everyone's surprise, Fu Yu claimed that both her parents had died and she had no family left.

"Your parents are gone... but you must still have relatives, like your grandparents, uncles, aunts, and so on..."

The police officer handling the case was a little skeptical. He felt that the young boy in front of him looked like a pampered young master raised by a wealthy or powerful family.

How could there be no one left in the family, not even a distant relative?

Fu Yu simply replied with the same two words: "No."

His expression remained unchanged, as if the absence of family members in this world was nothing to worry about.

Meng Zhengcheng, who was observing the interrogation from the side, looked at Qiao Changdong sitting next to him and said, "Without family or relatives, this is a bit difficult."

Although we can't just believe Fu Yu's side of the story, if they trace his line of inquiry further back and find that he really has no relatives or family, then his whereabouts will become a very thorny issue.

The most likely scenario is that after the case is investigated, he will be sent to an orphanage.

Qiao Changdong never expected things to turn out this way.

He thought he was doing a good deed and bringing good fortune to his precious daughter, but how did it end up being a disaster?

Qiao Changdong was a little depressed.

He looked at Fu Yu, who was sitting in a chair not far away, head down, his expression unreadable.

He was still wearing the same blood-stained clothes he had worn a few days earlier, and he was filthy and disheveled, making it hard to bear to look at him.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, the young boy looked up, still holding the small cake his daughter had given him in the car.

The two looked at each other.

Half a minute later, Qiao Changdong let out a heavy sigh in his heart.

He looked down and stroked his little girl in his arms: "Baby, shall we take the little boy home?"

Qiao Qiao's eyes lit up: "Is that okay?"

Qiao Qiao was of course willing.

This is truly a chosen one!

If she brings the chosen one home, wouldn't she be able to continuously drain his consciousness?!

"Dad, let's take it home, take it home, take it home quickly."

Bring it home and you can keep buying and buying!

Qiao Qiao was overjoyed.

She jumped off Qiao Changdong's lap and grabbed Fu Yu's hand, wishing she could take him home right now and cling to him every day!

Qiao Changdong felt a pang of jealousy and looked at her with a wistful gaze: "Baby, you still love Daddy the most, don't you?"

Why does he increasingly feel that his position as the "best" is teetering on the brink of collapse?

"..." Qiao Qiao.

Finally, after a series of sweet pleading and countless promises of "I love Daddy the most," Qiao Qiao happily "brought" the lucky child home.

When Fu Yu returned to Qiaojia Village with the father and daughter, it was already very late.

After learning about Fu Yu's plight from Qiao Changdong, the Qiao family felt great sympathy for her.

"You can bring it back and care for it for a few days now, but what do you plan to do after that?" Despite her sympathy, Grandma Qiao's first thought was about practical matters.

“Yes, he’s such a big boy now. If you bring him back, it won’t be easy to explain to your sister-in-law, will it?” Fang Zhengnan said as he took a set of clothes out of his house and handed them to Qiao Changdong.

She and Qiao Laosan (Qiao Changhong) had two children, both sons.

The eldest son is named Qiao Xu. He is thirteen years old and is currently in the first year of junior high school in the town. He boards at school from Monday to Friday and only comes home on Saturday and Sunday.

The youngest son's name is Qiao Hai. He is nine years old and in the third grade.

The clothes she's giving Qiao Changdong are the ones Qiao Hai wore before, meant to be temporarily changed into after Fu Yu has finished bathing.

"Besides, your sister-in-law just gave birth to a girl. If you bring a boy back, she might start thinking all sorts of things."

Although Fang Zhengnan likes girls and hopes to have a daughter.

But based on her understanding of Chen Yulian, she knew that when Qiao Changdong brought a boy back from outside after she gave birth to her daughter, she would probably think all sorts of things.

I'm afraid there will be another big commotion then, turning the house upside down.

Thinking about this, Fang Zhengnan felt his head start to ache.

Upon hearing Fang Zhengnan mention Chen Yulian, Qiao Changdong felt a reflexive sense of disgust.

He took the clothes from Fang Zhengnan's hands, sneered, and said, "She still thinks she can control me?" before walking away, as if he felt disgusted by even the thought of saying another word.

When Qiao Changdong returned to the house, Fu Yu was waiting for him.

His leg was injured, so he couldn't bathe himself and had to be helped by his father.

As Qiao Changdong put the clothes on the chair, he sighed inwardly that he had indeed dug himself into a big mess. Not only had he brought the person back, but he also had to serve him a bath!

It's worth noting that, to date, he has only bathed his daughter before she turned two.

No one else, not even his own father, ever enjoyed his service.

Now I have to serve some brat who appeared out of nowhere!

What kind of nonsense is this?!

When Fu Yu finished showering, Qiao Changdong bent down to pick up the wooden basin, looked up and saw Fu Yu drying his hair in the dim light, and was also stunned.

He had to admit that the kid was indeed very good-looking.

Although it's not quite appropriate to describe a boy as "pretty," he is indeed very handsome, the kind of handsome with red lips and white teeth, a handsome that isn't effeminate.

certainly.

This kid is handsome.

But he still can't compare to his daughter.

His daughter is the most beautiful girl in the world!

When Qiao Changdong returned after cleaning up the bathtub, he was still pondering whether to send the boy to the vacant rooms of his two nephews in the second branch of the family, or to leave him on his youngest nephew Qiao Hai's bed for the night.

Looking up, I realized that the boy who had been sitting in the chair drying his hair just a few minutes ago was gone.

He glanced around the room, his gaze finally settling on the bed where his daughter was sleeping.

Goodness.

Qiao Changdong laughed angrily.