The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

The garrison commander finally regained his home court in the second half of the trial, and no one interrupted him when he banged the gavel again.

This lawsuit was completely unexpected from beginning to end and instantly became a hot topic in the entire town.

First, the silver-haired old man sued the Li family for being beggars.

He went to Li's house and tried his best to defend himself.

In the end, when the bone whistle was taken out, it turned out that the adopted daughter picked up by the Li family was actually the silver-haired old man’s biological daughter.

For a moment, most people were confused. So, was there any enmity or favor between the Li family and the silver-haired old man?

Even if there was a grudge, the Li family saved the girl's life by picking her up.

Even though they were kind, the Li family abused and tortured their daughter in many ways...

Not only did they not understand, even the garrison commander was probably unable to make a decision for the time being, so the case was temporarily put on hold, with both parties allowed to return home and wait until another day to be summoned for the court session.

The main hall of the Lin family.

Mrs. Lin folded the newly made clothes and waited for them to be washed and dried so that they could be used when the baby was born.

She turned her head and looked outside. It was already noon, and the people who went to the town had not returned yet. "I don't know what Dashan and General Xiao went to the town for this time. They were so secretive and didn't even tell their family members."

Li Sulan smiled and said, "Mom, Dashan knows how to do things, and General Xiao is even more calculating. Once they finish their work, they will naturally come back."

"Sister-in-law, where is my brother going? He didn't even tell you."

"I really didn't say that."

Li Sulan was helpless, she was also worried. In fact, she vaguely guessed that what her husband was going to do might be related to her parents' home.

Her parents' family came to her house, but she didn't even meet them. There must be a fuss over there.

Maybe Dashan just didn't want her to worry about these people and things, so he didn't say much to her.

"Hmm? Are they back? I think I heard the sound of horse hooves." Old man Lin, who was lying on the recliner with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly, pricked up his ears and listened for a while, "Yes, I heard it right, it's the sound of horse hooves, they're back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person arrived.

Before the carriage came to a complete stop outside the yard, the people in it jumped out first, staggered into the yard, but stopped under the eaves of the main hall.

Li Sulan stretched her neck to look outside, and met a pair of red, tearful eyes.

The silver-haired old man was in tears. He stood under the eaves and looked at her straight, crying and laughing, with a dazed look in his eyes.

The sudden scene made the old couple of the Lin family and Zhang Cui'e confused and looked at each other, "What's going on? What happened?"

The midday sun was scorching, shining on the old man's head, making his white hair gleam with silver light.

Xiao Birang raised his clenched right hand and loosened it slightly. A bone whistle pendant slipped out from his palm and swayed in the air.

The bone whistle is grayish white in appearance, polished to a smooth surface, oval in shape, and made of two pieces of bone.

"Dashan's wife, this bone whistle - do you recognize it?" Xiao Birang asked in a trembling voice, his eyes becoming even redder.

As early as when he showed the bone whistle, Li Sulan had already stood up from the stool, walked out of the main hall, frowned and looked at it carefully, "Old General, this seems to be the bone whistle I wore when I was a child. I remember that the red rope tied with the bone whistle had a very peculiar necklace pattern. Later, my younger brother took a fancy to the uniqueness of the bone whistle and asked for it..."

Xiao Birang's palm loosened a little, revealing a red rope that had faded over the years, revealing the pattern of a necklace.

"This is the bone whistle I made myself. I have one for each of my five children. The other four were buried with me. This is the only one left. It has returned to my hands!"

He stepped onto the eaves and approached the young woman on the threshold, staggering anxiously, but also hesitantly worried that he might scare the treasure. "The bone whistle is made of Gobi eagle bones, and I have hand-carved words on the inner wall."

At this time, he had walked to the opposite side of the woman and unscrewed the bone whistle in front of her. There was a tiny word "Xiao" on the inner wall. The strokes were clear, sharp and heroic, and the character of the person who carved it could be seen.

Staring at the woman's wide eyes, Xiao Birang burst into tears, "Sulan...you are my child, my biological daughter, your name is Xiao Xingwei!"

Later, Lin Dashan came in supporting Old Madam Xiao.

The old lady clapped her hands happily, squeezed next to the two of them, looked left and right, "Wei'er! Master, this is our Wei'er! Wei'er is going to give birth to a baby! Quick, take out the money! We need to buy cloth to make clothes!"

"Yes, it's our Wei'er, hahahaha! It's our daughter Wei'er!"

Except for Lin Dashan, everyone else at home was stunned by this scene.

No one expected that there was a secret behind Li Sulan's life experience.

Li Sulan herself didn't expect this.

She stared blankly at the two white-haired old men in front of her, one of them was clapping his hands happily without any worries, while the other was crying and laughing with tears streaming down his face.

Both of them seemed crazy, and one was crazier than the other.

Li Sulan clutched the sides of her skirt with both hands. Her heart felt as if it was being grasped by a big hand, tightening and tightening, making it difficult for her to breathe. Helpless, she subconsciously looked at her husband, whom she depended on the most.

Lin Dashan rushed to her side and hugged her in time for her to rely on. He pulled her sleeve and wiped her cheek gently, "Sulan, don't cry. General Xiao and Madam Xiao are really your biological parents. The Li family publicly admitted that you are not their biological child. They picked you up and brought you home 23 years ago."

There was a buzzing sound in her ears and Li Sulan's mind was too blank to hear what the people around her were saying. She just raised her hand in a daze and touched the slightly cool tear marks on her cheek.

Why is she crying?

Are you crying?

Li Sulan raised her eyes, her vision was hazy.

She suffered a lot in her youth and experienced all kinds of things in life.

After arriving at the Lin family, all flavors turned sweet, as if it was a gift from God to her.

She never felt wronged again.

She was crying at this moment, and she couldn't tell what she was feeling. Was it sudden joy? Or was it the grievance that she dared to vent in front of her loved ones?

It doesn't seem to be.

It's distressing.

If General Xiao and Madam Xiao were really her biological parents, they had been searching for her for twenty-three years. What kind of torment did they endure every day and night before they found her?

What kind of suffering must one go through to look so old?

That face full of tears, that head full of white hair...

How could she have the right to feel wronged in front of them?

Li Sulan was unconsciously in tears. She opened her mouth and squeezed out a soft call from her throat, "...Dad? Mom?"

The crazy old woman's laughter suddenly stopped. Her body froze and tears suddenly fell like heavy rain. She couldn't even stand up and sat on the ground howling, "Ah, ah - wu, wu wu wu! Ah!!"

After a heart-wrenching scream, the old woman suddenly got up again. In a hurry, she remembered to avoid her daughter's abdomen. She grabbed her arms tightly with both hands and hugged her tightly. She responded eagerly, staring at her and nodding to confirm, "Wei'er, Wei'er! I am mother, I am mother! It's me, it's me! Master, Wei'er called me mother, this is our Wei'er!"

The old woman was so nervous, so excited and anxious, as if she was afraid that her daughter would change her mind the next moment and refuse to call her mother.

The old general was no longer able to speak. His mouth opened and closed but no sound came out. Only his tears flowed uncontrollably, instantly soaking his clothes.

Lin Dashan quietly retreated to the back at some point and stood with his family, watching the scene with tears in his eyes and a smile on his face.