The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

After taking a breath, Grandma Dou continued to preach.

"When I picked this child up from the snow, he was almost frozen, but his pair of black eyes looked at me and smiled. How could his parents have the heart to do that to such a good child?"

Listening to Grandma Dou’s story, the scenes of that year seemed to reappear in He Dahua’s eyes.

Regardless of whether Ah Fu is her biological child or not, she feels sorry for what he has gone through.

He Dahua quickly grasped the key point in Grandma Dou’s words just now.

"Grandma, do you still have that little red blanket that wrapped Ah Fu?"

When she was pregnant, the Gou family was not too harsh on her.

He Dahua is full of anticipation and love for the baby in her belly.

So during her pregnancy, she went out to do some manual work, and after several months, she managed to save some money.

It's almost enough to make a small quilt.

In order to welcome the new life in her belly, He Dahua specially tore a piece of red cloth and sewed this small quilt by hand.

Although the fabric and cotton of this quilt are not of the best quality, it is also a token of He Dahua’s love.

On the day of delivery, while she still had the strength, she specifically asked the midwife to use this to wrap her baby.

As a result, after the child was born, she was so exhausted that she fainted after just a quick and blurry look.

She didn't even see the child's face.

When I woke up again, a long time had passed.

Just when she wanted to see her child, Gou Fugui came in holding the child.

At that time, He Dahua was completely immersed in the joy of becoming a new mother, and she didn't even notice some insignificant details.

But now, He Dahua suddenly thought that since she gave birth to her child, she had never seen the little red quilt she made with her own hands again.

Could it be that this little red quilt is the same little red quilt?

When she thought of this possibility, He Dahua's breathing became rapid.

She stared at Grandma Dou's face, waiting for her answer.

Fortunately, Grandma Dou’s answer did not disappoint He Dahua.

Grandma Dou nodded first, then spoke.

"I've kept it. I've always kept it. I've kept all of Ah Fu's things."

"Apona..."

He Dahua wanted to say something, but before she could finish her words, Grandma Dou already knew what she meant.

"I'll take you to find it right away."

After saying that, several people hurriedly left Doujia Village and walked towards the current residence of Grandma Dou and Dou Fu.

The house where Grandma Dou and Dou Fu live now is two shabby thatched huts with a yard outside, which looks like it has been carefully maintained.

The location of these two thatched huts is very remote, and there are basically no houses around.

When Grandma Dou and Dou Fu were driven out of Doujia Village, she had nowhere to go, so she took her children back to her mother's village.

But she couldn't go back to her parents' home.

Although everyone in the family was treating her well for the time being, Grandma Dou knew very well that if this continued for long, her relatives might become her enemies.

So he moved to this unused thatched house in the village with Dou Fu.

After some simple repairs, Grandma Dou went back to her old business and supported herself and Dou Fu by selling tofu.

Later, she asked someone to build a thatched house, and Dou Fu built a yard, and this place finally looked like a home.

Unfortunately, her health was not good and she suddenly fell ill.

The money that Ah Fu earned from selling tofu over the years was basically spent on her. She was the one who dragged Ah Fu down.

Grandma Dou felt a little sad when she thought of this. She lowered her head and went into her room. After a quick search inside, she took out a small red quilt.

They haven't had much in all these years.

Almost all the belongings are displayed in plain sight.

He Dahua carefully took the little red quilt that Grandma Dou had found.

Looking at the familiar pattern on the quilt, He Dahua held her breath and her eyes widened.

This little quilt turned out to be the one she made for her child!

So, Dou Fu is really her child?

Her child is not dead? Her child is still alive!

Tick-tick, tick-tick—

He Dahua's tears fell again and again on the small red quilt in her hands like beads that had broken off the string.

Tears wet the red quilt, and also brought He Dahua's thoughts back to many years ago.

She seemed to recall the time before the child was born.

Although it is bitter, it is happy.

At that time, she thought that they would be able to meet each other in a few months.

She will love her children well, and watch and protect them as they grow up.

But I didn't expect that fate would play such a trick on me.

After the child was born, she left her without even seeing her.

God really played a huge joke on her.

She thought her child was still alive, but everyone said he was dead. She believed it, but her child was standing in front of her alive again.

And they had actually met each other a long time ago.

"Afu, I am sorry for you..."

He Dahua was crying, but she didn't dare to look up at Dou Fu.

Before she knew about their relationship, she dared to look directly at this sincere and kind child.

Now that she knows, she backs off.

She was so afraid to see disappointment and resentment in Dou Fu's eyes...

A hand suddenly appeared in front of He Dahua and handed her a handkerchief.

"Wipe your tears."

Dou Fu's voice rang in He Dahua's ears.

He Dahua did not take the handkerchief handed to her by Dou Fu immediately, but raised her head and looked at Dou Fu in surprise.

In Dou Fu's eyes, she saw care and love, but she did not see a trace of resentment.

"Mom, don't cry." Dou Fu said.

"What did you call me?" He Dahua looked at Dou Fu in disbelief.

It seemed that he could not believe that what he just heard was true.

"Mother." Dou Fu repeated it again generously.

After seeing He Dahua's reaction and the red quilt just now, Dou Fu had basically guessed everything.

The woman in front of him is his biological mother.

Dou Fu, who knew the truth, did not blame He Dahua.

After learning about the character of his biological father's family, Dou Fu knew that all this had nothing to do with his biological mother, and that she had done her best to protect herself in such an environment.

What's more, Gou Fugui and the others had been planning for so long, how could He Dahua discover it so easily?

He and his mother are just two miserable people.

They have all been hurt, so how could he bear to hurt He Dahua again?

Along with Dou Fu's loud voice, He Dahua finally heard it clearly this time.

Her tears did not stop, but flowed even more violently.

He didn't blame her.

Ah Fu’s understanding made her feel distressed.

She felt so guilty for not protecting him back then, but was also glad that he was still alive and she still had a chance to make amends...

"Ah Fu, if only I had realized it earlier, it's my fault. It's my fault."

"Mom, don't think about the past anymore. I believe that everything now must be the best arrangement."

Dou Fu's words comforted He Dahua a little, but also made her feel more guilty.