cannon fodder attack

"Son, come with me to the hospital, let's... do a paternity test."

Xi Ye: "??"

If the other party's expression was not too sincere, he would have thought that the police officer was cursing him around the corner.

Xi Ye didn't even turn Erlang's legs anymore, he looked at Xi Guoyi for a while: "Is Police Officer Xi making fun of me?"

Police officer Xi Guoyi, who always had a cold face and often frightened the newcomers so much that he dared not speak, took out a photo from his pocket with slightly trembling hands.

It can be seen from his careful movements how much he cherishes this photo.

Xi Guoyi handed the photo to Xi Ye.

After receiving the photo, Xi Ye saw a family of three. On the left was Xi Guoyi when he was young, tall and handsome, and on the right was a beautiful and gentle woman. In the middle of them was a little boy with a brilliant smile.

Xi Ye stared at it for a while, then fell into a bewildered silence.

...He didn't want to admit that this silly-looking kid was his childhood.

Xi Guoyi's breathing eased a lot, and he murmured: "You're not like me, you're like your mother."

In the end, Xi Ye followed the man to the hospital.

He didn't have any reason, but when he saw an old father who had lost his child for more than ten years and finally had some hope, that kind of imperceptible and fragile expectation, he suddenly couldn't bear it so much.

The process of waiting for the report card was slow and painful, but the result was that the middle-aged man cried with joy.

When Xi Guoyi first met the behind-the-scenes boss of Chengxi Transportation, he had an indescribable intimacy and a wonderful feeling. Now it seems that it is probably because of the blood connection and natural familiarity.

Because of this, this has always been mature

The stable man took the initiative to show his flaws in front of people who were still in a hostile relationship when they met for the second time.

But Xi Guoyi was right.

Xi Ye looked at the middle-aged man in front of him whose eye sockets were getting wet, and wanted to say something, but when he saw the white hair of the man, he reluctantly swallowed the words back.

Xi Guoyi patted him on the shoulder, his movements were a little rusty, but all the emotions seemed to be poured into his palm.

"Is Jiang Er your current name?"

Xi Ye understood that it was not a coincidence that both of them had the surname Xi, it was really fate.

He nodded: "That's right."

Xi Guoyi wiped his face: "Your single name is Ye. When you were young, your mother took you to the street to buy vegetables, but you were accidentally abducted by human traffickers..."

Although he was a policeman, he hadn't even had a clue of his child's whereabouts for more than ten years. The trafficker had been caught back then, but there was still no trace of him.

When Xi Ye passed through, he didn't have any memory about himself, so he took it for granted that he was also an orphan, and he was fortunate that this identity was relatively simple...

After many years, Xi Ye returned to his home.

When Xi Guoyi knocked on the door, he was very happy.

Mother Xi heard a voice in the house and asked, "Who is it?"

Xi Guoyi said loudly, "It's me."

As Ximu came to open the door, she wondered, "Don't you have the key? Why..." When she opened the door and saw a strange young man beside her husband, the remaining thoughts fell back into her throat instantly.

At that moment, without needing to say much, Mother Xi covered her mouth with her trembling hands, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Probably because of her mother's nature, she intuitively felt that this young man was her son who had been trafficked for many years.

When the sobbing woman rushed over to hug him, Xi Ye did not push her away, but hugged her back forcefully, moved her lips, and said softly, "I'm back."

Xi's mother cried for half an hour, but she barely stopped her tears under the double comfort of Xi Guoyi and Xi Ye.

Xi's mother still couldn't believe it, and pulled Xi Ye to confirm: "Xiao Ye, son, is it really not a dream? Ah..."

Xi Ye took her hand, and the heat passed through, making Xi's mother look a lot better: "It's real, not a dream, I'm really back."

Xi's mother cried and laughed when she heard the words, she said excitedly: "You sit, mom will cook for you, you, whatever you like to eat, mom will cook for you."

Xi Ye's nose was sore for no reason, he rubbed his nose, suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, and smiled back at her: "It's all right, I'm not picky."

In fact, he doesn't like to eat carrots, but in this situation, he still doesn't say it.

Mother Xi seemed to want to cry, but she held back and smiled with difficulty: "Okay."

After Xi Ye was kidnapped, she didn't dare to ask how she was doing, for she was afraid that she would not be able to bear the anger, sadness and guilt after hearing about it.

Mother Xi went to the kitchen, and the father and son who had just met were left on the sofa.

Xi Guoyi could see that although the young man seemed to be accepting, he was actually very alienated from the couple.

Willing to come back with him is just for the sake of that proof.

But Xi Guoyi can understand. After all, anyone who has lived alone for more than ten years and is suddenly told that he has biological parents will feel strange to his parents.

So he was not in a hurry, he was very lucky to get the child back, and he didn't dare to force too much.

"The room over there is your childhood room. We have kept it. Your mother cleaned it every day. It is very clean. Would you like to see it?" Xi Guoyi pointed to a door with a kind tone.

Xi Ye responded, got up and walked over.

This bedroom is not too big, and there are comics neatly placed on the desk, the car model toys that boys like are quietly packed in cardboard boxes, and there are even various clothes in the closet.

Xi Guoyi appeared behind him at some point. If you don't look at his expression, just listen to his voice, you really don't know that this man is actually holding back tears.

"You like sitting at the table with milk in your hands and reading comics the most. I still remember you telling me that you want to be a cartoonist when you grow up."

Hearing this, Xi Ye slightly hooked his lips: "Really."

Xi's mother cooked a rich meal, and she seemed to want to make up for Xi Ye's lack of more than ten years. During the meal, she kept holding food for Xi Ye, until Xi Ye reluctantly said that she had enough.

This meal was the happiest the family has had in years.

After eating, Xi Guoyi took Xi Ye into the study because he had something to say to Xi Ye.

After the warm father-son relationship, there is a cruel antagonistic relationship.

Xi Guoyi's expression was complicated, and it took a long time before he spoke: "Are you helping the Jiang family?"

At this point, Xi Ye secretly sighed, without denying it.

Xi Guoyi seemed to be enduring something. He wanted Xi Ye to leave Jiang's house, but Xi Ye refused.

Xi Guoyi was a little annoyed: "Do you know how dangerous the Jiang family is?" It was the kind of provocation that jumped back and forth on the edge of the law.

He whispered, "It's too dangerous for you to stay there."

Xi Ye was noncommittal, he asked instead: "The Jiang family didn't do anything illegal, why did the police keep an eye on it?"

Xi Guoyi frowned: "How do you know there is no, don't be deceived by appearances."

Xi Ye shook his head.

Whether it's based on the original plot, or because he has lived on the island for so many years, he knows very well that the current Jiang family is very clean.

The Jiang family had been completely cleansed as early as the protagonist's father's generation, and even he and Jiang Liu had formal adoption procedures.

All in all, Jiang Mo handled all these well without leaving any handles.

So Xi Ye couldn't figure out why the police were so persistent in searching, knowing that there would be no results.

Xi Guoyi's tone was quite vague: "Anyway, evidence can always be found."

Xi Ye felt that this sentence was a bit wrong.

The author has something to say: Today's class is basically full... (Maomao sighs)

In other words, I just accidentally dropped a glass, it hasn’t been used for long, and there is even a small half of the milk in it that I haven’t had time to drink. Woohoo, pity my new glass, it died when I was born T^T