The two people that Jiang Fuyue asked Hu to investigate had news the next day.
"Yueyue, your phone is ringing." Han Yunru's voice came from the living room.
She hurt her hand and didn't go to the store today.
Jiang Fuyue turned around and left the dining room, still holding a half cup of unfinished milk in her hand, walked over, picked up her phone—
"Hello."
"Sister Yue, I found it. Those two emperors came here, and they just arrived in Linhuai yesterday. The detailed information has been sent to your mailbox."
"Okay." Ending the call, Jiang Fuyue raised her head and drank the remaining milk, then turned and went upstairs.
Turn on the computer, log in to the mailbox, it shows that there is a new email five minutes ago, she clicks on...
At this time, Han Yunru, who was sitting in the living room and flipping through the baking tutorial, suddenly heard the doorbell.
She thought it was Jiang Da, because before going out in the morning, he said that the store was free and then sneaked back. It was not ten o'clock, so it was too early...
Han Yunru felt helpless, "Honey, you can't..."
Before he finished speaking, the voice stopped abruptly.
She stared blankly at the two men outside the door, one old and one young.
Han Qishan opened his mouth, and said "Xiaoru" softly and softly, as if any louder voice would scare her.
If you distinguish carefully, there is still a bit of apprehension and trembling in it.
Han Shen also yelled uncontrollably: "Sister..."
Han Yunru pursed her lips, and glanced at the father and son with strange eyes: "I'm sorry, who are you looking for?"
Han Qishan's pupils shrank, his old eyes were moist, and there was a hint of grief.
Han Shen was better, but he couldn't help but stagger slightly.
Although the father and son were psychologically prepared, they still found it difficult to accept this moment.
People who were once so close, but now they don't know each other face to face.
Han Shen let out a foul breath, and looked at her with clear eyes.
"Xiao Ru," the man said with a gentle voice, "I am my elder brother."
Han Qishan answered eagerly: "I am Dad, do you remember?"
Under the expectant gaze of the two, Han Yunru was stunned at first, then slowly shook her head, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly: "I'm sorry..."
"It doesn't matter," Han Shen waved his hand, and asked cautiously, "Then you...do you trust us?"
Han Yunru half-closed her eyes, pursed the corners of her mouth tightly, and did not speak.
Disappointment flashed in Han Qishan's eyes.
At this time, Jiang Fuyue hurriedly came downstairs: "Mom, there is something I want to tell you—"
Then she saw the father and son outside the door. At that time, she was still holding the investigation materials of the two and the Han family in her hand.
Tsk.
Under Jiang Fuyue's reminder, Han Yunru remembered to ask Han Qishan and Han Shen to come in and talk.
Han Shen looked at the interior calmly, the decoration was exquisite, the space was spacious and bright, and he was relieved in his heart.
It seems that my sister is doing well.
Han Qishan was also looking around, but his feeling was completely opposite to that of his son.
The furniture is not high-end, the decoration style is more than gorgeous, but the personality is not enough, and the baking book that is turned upside down on the coffee table, why is Xiao Ru still in the kitchen
"Please sit down, drink water or tea?" Han Yunru asked.
"Water will do."
When Han Yunru entered the kitchen, Jiang Fuyue looked at the two of them without hesitation.
Han Qishan moved his lips: "...is it Yueyue?"
"Hi." She nodded slightly.
"Hey, I'm grandpa! Are you called grandpa here? Or grandpa?"
Jiang Fuyue neither called grandpa nor grandpa, just said: "It's fine."
The old man's eyes darkened.
Han Shen sighed, already old, and wanted to trick the little girl into calling him.
But the little girl is very smart, she avoided it calmly, and even blocked the old man into being speechless.
"Hi Yueyue, if your mother is willing to admit us, then you should call me uncle."
He added a premise.
Only then did Jiang Fuyue take a serious look at the middle-aged man in front of him, with handsome features and a sense of righteousness all over his body.
He didn't dodge his eyes when he met her.
"You look like your mother."
Han Shen is actually more like Han Qishan, but he can still vaguely find similarities with Han Yunru in his eyebrows.
"I'm biological, of course I do."
The man laughed lowly, and didn't stop until Han Yunru came out of the kitchen with a glass of water.
"Drink some water."
"Hey!" Han Qishan took it and took a sip immediately, feeling that the water his daughter poured was sweeter than honey.
Han Shenjiu: "..." That's not necessarily the case.
Under the watchful eyes of the two, Han Yunru sat on the opposite sofa and was silent for a moment, "I..."
Han Qishan immediately sat up straight.
Han Shen couldn't help but look serious.
She glanced at the two of them and pursed her lips: "I don't remember the past."
"It doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter."
Both father and son spoke at the same time.
Han Yunru was taken aback.
Jiang Fuyue also raised her eyebrows with interest.
"If you forget the past, forget it. Shall we get to know each other again?" Han Shen looked at his younger sister, as if he was going to use up all his gentleness in his life, and his tone was cautious.
He said, "I am the eldest brother, and my name is Han Shen. You also have a second brother named Han Ke, and a third brother named Han Heng."
The old man couldn't sit still anymore, he gave his son a wild wink: What about me? And I! And I!
The corner of Han Shen's mouth twitched: "This is Dad."
"My name is Han Qishan." The old man added obediently.
Han Yunru took a look at Han Shen, and when she glanced over at the old man, she only flicked away before turning away.
The two only thought that she couldn't adapt for a while.
Jiang Fuyue was thoughtful.
"Xiao Ru, it's all my father's fault that made you wander around alone for more than 20 years. I... I'm sorry for you." The old man's eyes were painful, and his eyes were red.
"Dad..." Han Shen felt bad, and was about to say something when the old man waved his hand to signal him not to say more.
"I know it's too late to say anything now. I can't turn back the past twenty years. I don't want to pay for my sins. I just want to make up for one or two in my lifetime."
Han Yunru lowered her eyes and said nothing.
Han Qishan's attitude was even lower: "Xiaoru, Dad knows he's wrong, are you willing to go back to the imperial capital with me? You are still the only daughter of the Han family. No matter what you want to do, your three brothers and I will support you unconditionally." Of course Divorce is also included!
In Han Qishan's view, if it wasn't for his daughter's amnesia, it would be absolutely impossible to marry someone like Jiang Da. She has been wronged for more than 20 years, and now she can finally break free from the cage. !
Han Shen didn't expect the old man to be in such a hurry, he couldn't wait to tell Xiaoru's life before he even figured out the situation.
This will only backfire!
really-
"Sorry, are you sure I'm your daughter?"
Han Qishan: "Of course! Absolutely can't be wrong!"
Regardless of appearance, age, or the time of disappearance, they all matched completely, and even a paternity test was not needed at all. Just one glance at the blood relationship surging in the bones could not deceive people.
"Even if I am, I don't want to go to the imperial capital."
The old man was stunned: "... why? Don't you want our family to be reunited? "
Han Yunru: "My home is in Linhuai."
"Can… "
"Dad!" Han Shen hurriedly interrupted, "Xiao Ru has her plans, so don't make trouble."
"How can this be called adding trouble? I am..."i
The doorbell rang, interrupting the old man's next words.
Jiang Fuyue got up to drive.
"Yueyue, where's your mother? She didn't do anything, right? You can take good care of her, the wounds on her hands won't get wet..." Jiang Da put down the vegetables he brought back while changing his shoes, and kept clicking.
Suddenly, his eyes paused, and he fixed on the extra pair of men's leather shoes: "Is there a visitor at home?"
Jiang Fuyue nodded.
"Who is it? Is it a neighbor again?"
Jiang Da tried new dishes before, and his family got tired of eating them. Even Wu Qian gained ten catties. In the end, there was really no one to support him, so he simply called a few neighbors to eat.
Since then, neighbors have become friends, and friends have become fans.
Occasionally, I would come to visit the house, ahem... mainly to eat the dishes made by Jiang Da.
But this time...
Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "Not a neighbor."
"Who is that?" Jiang Da asked, carrying the dishes to the living room.
In the next second, the footsteps stopped.
There were two men sitting on the sofa, one old and one young. Seeing him coming in, the old man was as steady as a rock, and the younger one stood up and stretched out his hand to him: "Hello, I'm Han Shen."
Jiang Da was a little unaccustomed to such an elite handshake ceremony, and his expression was stunned, momentarily at a loss.
Then he heard the old man snort softly, seemingly dissatisfied.
Jiang Da quickly shook the hand offered by the other party: "Sorry, I'm not used to it..."
"It's okay." Han Shen smiled gently.
Jiang Da frowned: "Have we met before? You look familiar."
"I was in the hospital yesterday, outside the consulting room."
"Oh—so it's you!"
But... why did this person come to the house? Jiang Da couldn't help thinking.
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Yesterday two and three together, three thousand words.
The first update is at twelve o'clock today.