Chapter 211 You are actually Xiao Jun's child!

After watching the four members of the second wife's family leave, Dou Yufeng finally looked at Jiang Xinyue, who was still beside her.

He said gently, "Xinyue, you should go back and rest early too."

"Okay, then if you need anything, just call me." Jiang Xinyue said with a smile, seeing that it was getting late and not lingering any longer.

Once only the family members were left in the main room, Dou Yufeng brought hot water and washed Qiao Qiao's hands and face while her daughter was holding her. At the same time, she complained to her husband sitting beside her, "Lin Chunxia is getting more and more outrageous."

“I think she won’t be able to conceive this time, and she’ll probably keep having the baby secretly. You should give Hongming a heads-up and tell him not to do anything that would be a disgrace to his child.”

The country now practices family planning.

A family can have a maximum of two children.

However, some families will secretly have a child in order to have a son. If they are found out, they will be fined, and their house may be emptied out.

Some people simply abandon their children to avoid fines.

"Yes, I will." Tan Hongwei nodded, looking at Qiao Qiao who was being held in his daughter's arms.

The little girl washed her face with hot water, and her face became even whiter and more delicate, almost glowing in the firelight.

It's so beautiful it's almost eerie.

Just like that woman back then.

"Your little sister is so pretty." Tan Yan also lay down beside her and looked at her, unable to resist reaching out to poke Qiao Qiao's cheek.

Once he poked her, he seemed to become addicted to the soft, tender touch. When he tried to poke her again, Tan Qian waved him away.

"Mom, I'll sleep with my sister tonight," Tan Qian asked Dou Yufeng, her gaze lingering on Qiao Qiao's face in her arms.

The little girl is so soft and smells so good; she doesn't want to let go once she's holding her.

She felt happy at the thought of being able to sleep with her sweet and soft little sister today.

Their old house has three rooms, and she has her own separate room.

"Yes, your little sister is still young. Be careful at night, don't let her kick off the blanket and catch a cold." Dou Yufeng nodded, and then touched the little girl's face.

She gently coaxed, "Qiaoqiao, how about you sleep with your sister tonight? Auntie will try to find your dad tomorrow."

"Okay." Qiao Qiao nodded obediently.

Her gaze fell on Tan Qian, who was hugging her.

In the dim light, she looked at the girl's beautiful face and a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

She found this Sister Tan Qian somewhat familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

"So good!" Dou Yufeng touched the little girl's face again, showing her affection.

Even she herself found it strange that she could have grown so fond of the little guy in just a few hours.

Especially her beautiful big eyes, which always reminded her of someone else.

After washing her face, Dou Yufeng took the little girl's hand and rolled up her sleeves. Halfway up, her gaze suddenly changed.

She looked at the familiar bracelet on the little girl's wrist.

The hand holding Qiao Qiao's small hand began to tremble.

"Qiaoqiao, this, this...where are you from?" She looked up, her expression excited, her voice trembling.

Qiao Qiao looked at the bracelet on her wrist, which was exposed because her sleeve had been rolled up. Her bright eyes looked at Dou Yufeng, who was obviously very excited, and she answered with a hint of doubt, "It was left to me by my mother."

"Mom...Mom, your mother's name is...Long Yijun, right?"

Does the aunt in front of me actually know my mother?

Qiao Qiao's eyelashes fluttered, and she looked at Dou Yufeng in surprise. Under Dou Yufeng's excited and expectant gaze, she nodded her little head.

The little girl nodded, and Dou Yufeng's eyes turned red.

She suddenly pulled the still bewildered little girl into her arms, holding her tightly, laughing and crying at the same time.

"My darling, my child, you are Xiao Jun's child! You are Xiao Jun's child!"

"I should have thought of it sooner, I should have thought of it sooner. Besides Xiaojun, who else in this world could give birth to such a beautiful child?"

"Baby, my darling, my sweetheart."

"Is this Aunt Long's little sister?" Tan Qian also looked surprised, then laughed and said, "No wonder I always felt that the little sister looked familiar. It turns out it was these eyes. Now that I think about it, she looks just like Aunt Long."

Dou Yufeng wiped away her tears and ran into the room under the puzzled gazes of the crowd. Before long, she returned with a photo frame that combined glass and wood.

“Good boy, look quickly, this is a photo of Aunt Dou and your mother.”

“I get along best with your mom and we took a lot of photos, but this is the only one here.”

Qiao Qiao looked at the photo frame that Dou Yufeng handed her, her eyes widening slightly. She saw a mother who was completely different from the one she had in the bracelet space.

Long Yijun in the bracelet space is mostly dressed in ancient costumes, giving him an ethereal and otherworldly feel.

In this photo frame, Long Yijun, who is taking a picture with Dou Yufeng, is wearing a green military uniform, carrying a military green satchel, and is slightly tilted to the side, saluting in one direction.

They looked so spirited and full of life.

"I hadn't known your mother for very long when I took this photo. We were in the military family quarters at the time..."

As Dou Yufeng spoke, she remembered what Qiao Qiao had said in the car, and her expression became somewhat strange.

"Wow, your surname is Qiao?"

She remembered that there hadn't been any news of his divorce in Kyoto, right?

Even when they got married, only she knew about it.

Then—wasn't that person wearing an absolute green hat?

"Um, my name is Qiao Qiao." Qiao Qiao thought for a moment and then added, "Qiao with the grass radical."

Dou Yufeng was so stunned by the fact that Qiao Qiao's surname was Qiao that she didn't even notice that the little girl knew which character was in her own name.

"And what about Mom?" Dou Yufeng asked again.

“Mom…Mom left after giving birth to me and went to a very far place,” Qiao Qiao replied.

This is the unified message we're using to the outside world; it doesn't matter what outsiders think.

Upon hearing this, Dou Yufeng felt another pang of pain in her heart.

Her eyes welled up with tears again. She hugged the little girl tightly, her voice choked with emotion.

“Good child, you have suffered all these years, but it’s okay. You still have Aunt Dou. From now on, Aunt Dou will be your mother.”

Grandpa Tan had already gone to sleep and was unaware of everything that had happened.

As Tan Hongwei watched this scene, the slight wariness that had been in his eyes disappeared.

He thought that if this child was Long Yijun's child, then it wouldn't be surprising that the child had such a beautiful, somewhat otherworldly appearance.

After all, the child's mother is a beautiful, otherworldly woman.

The Tan family's old house has a total of three rooms.

The original plan was for the couple to share a room, Grandpa Tan and Tan Yan to share a room, and Tan Qian to sleep in a separate room.

However, after learning that Qiao Qiao was the child of her former friend, Dou Yufeng washed up and ran over with her blanket to share a bed with Tan Qian and Qiao Qiao.

She gazed at the little girl sleeping soundly in the dim light, her eyes reluctant to leave.