Chapter 179: How could he not be sad?

The couple, Zhu Dashan and Wang Cuilan, didn't want to go to the guesthouse.

If they went, they might not be allowed to come back.

How nice it was here! Clean, bright, no yellow sand, and maybe they could even eat their fill. Moreover, it seemed the silly girl's father and mother were both gone, and there was only a younger brother. Wouldn't this house belong to her son in the future?

Actually, in an era where the difference between urban and rural areas was like heaven and earth because of a household registration, rural people like Wang Cuilan wouldn't dare to have such thoughts of usurping the nest.

However, those who could shamelessly follow along to Jiangcheng weren't ordinary people either.

Lu Qiao glanced at this woman and didn't stop her from speaking. No matter what, for Liu Xia, this family was the closest thing she had.

If she wanted to speak, let her speak; she actually wanted to hear what she had to say.

Wang Cuilan was also a bit terrified. Many people said the Northeast was desolate and remote, even worse than their Great Northwest, but the journey here hadn't been like that at all.

She envied the people who could live here.

Not to mention this awe-inspiring military factory.

Therefore, while she was envious, Wang Cuilan was also afraid inside.

After all, this place was so different from their countryside, and there were people guarding the gate, not letting outsiders in casually.

She glanced at her spineless husband and boldly said: "The silly girl is my daughter-in-law. We've already performed the wedding ceremony, so we are husband and wife. She has called me 'Mom' for over ten years, so we are a family. We..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a boy's angry voice.

Liu Yu stood up, his eyes red and swollen from crying. He was clearly too sad and disappointed. After all, he didn't have any relatives left, and remembering that he had an older sister who had finally been found, it was normal that she didn't recognize him, but she wasn't siding with him at all, but instead siding with that little brat. How could he not be sad?

But hearing the old woman's words, he immediately became angry, pointing at Wang Cuilan and roaring: "Shut up! You are not my sister's mother at all! My sister's mother is named Chai Xiaoyan! My sister isn't called 'Silly Girl' either; my sister's name is Liu Xia! My mother said that 'Xia' means beautiful, and my sister is the most beautiful cloud in the sky! You don't even know her name, yet you dare to be her mother? You are a bad person, a big bad person!"

Such a roar startled Liu Xia, who instinctively looked for someone close to her. Lu Qiao didn't let her gaze fall on that family; from now on, it was time to cut ties.

Lu Qiao blocked Liu Xia's line of sight, reached out to wrap her arm around Liu Xia's thin shoulders, and said gently: "Your brother is right. You aren't called 'Silly Girl'; your name is Liu Xia. Liu Yu, find that photo for your sister, let her see herself when she was little, and let her see her own biological mother."

Among these cadres, Lu Qiao was the youngest, but when she spoke, no one felt it was unreliable, especially Sister Qiao, who had cooperated with Lu Qiao many times. She immediately softened her voice and said: "Zhu Dashan, Wang Cuilan, you go with me to the guesthouse to settle in first. The journey was hard; not only do you need to wash up, but you also need to eat something. Even if you adults aren't hungry, the children should be. Besides, Liu Xia still needs to see the neighbors; people will come to visit her in a while, and it's not appropriate for you to be here. Once everything is handled, wouldn't it be better for Liu Xia to personally bring you back?"

Saying it this way was very reasonable.

Thus, Wang Cuilan, who was already a bit unsure of herself, wanted to discuss with her husband what to do, so she called the three children to walk out.

Zhu Baozhu suddenly went to pull Liu Xia, angrily saying: "You can't stay here! You are my wife; you have to go wash my clothes and feet."

Liu Yu was furious and clenched his fists viciously.

Lu Qiao looked at this spoiled child; Liu Xia was practically his maid.

Lu Qiao didn't lecture or blame him, and naturally, it was impossible for her to let Zhu Baozhu touch Liu Xia.

Even if Liu Xia was scared and instinctively wanted to follow.

Shao Le also frowned and stopped Zhu Baozhu, saying: "You're not even that old and you're already talking about 'wife' this and 'wife' that. Aren't you ashamed?"

Lu Qiao didn't wait for Zhu Baozhu to speak and said to her with a smile: "Little classmate, you go eat with your family first. I'll take Liu Xia to the guesthouse to find you in a while, okay?"

Old Hou was getting impatient. These people were being given an inch and taking a mile; did they really think they were young masters?

If they had really been good to Liu Xia, that would be one thing, but clearly, they weren't!

No one gave Zhu Baozhu and the others a chance to speak; Old Hou and the comrades from the security section took them away.

The place they went to was the guesthouse; they had to eat first before talking about anything else.

After everyone had left, Liu Yu stood at the door, holding the family photo frame, and timidly showed it to Liu Xia: "This is you, this is Mom, Mom is holding me, and this person is... Dad."

Liu Xia twisted her fingers, glanced at the photo frame, then lowered her head, but soon looked again, biting her lip with a very blank expression.

Suddenly she asked: "Then... then where is Mom?"

Liu Yu burst into tears: "Sob sob sob, Mom was killed by that woman."

Liu Xia was startled, her face turned pale, her lips trembled, and she didn't even know what to ask.

Lu Qiao told Liu Yu to quickly wipe away his tears and accompany Liu Xia to walk around the house and take a look.

This was her home.

The Liu family lived in the single-story house area, next to what used to be Li Ying's house, but it had long since changed owners.

After knowing there had been a murder case here, that family felt incredibly unlucky, but housing was tight, and they had nowhere else to go, so Lu Qiao saw a small round mirror placed under their eaves.

Lu Qiao wasn't sure what this was for.

But clearly, it gave the neighbors peace of mind.

Lu Qiao only glanced at it once and then looked away.

She didn't do anything else for those two hours in the afternoon; she just accompanied the two siblings.

Almost without any suspense, Liu Xia became much more intimate with Lu Qiao.

She also timidly called Lu Qiao: "Sister Lu Lu Qiaoge."

Then Deputy Director Huang arranged for the neighborhood committee to send over rice and flour, telling Lu Qiao she could go back, as there were people here to take care of the two siblings.

The weather was overcast, and it seemed like it was going to rain again.

Lu Qiao took a turn; Liu Xia wasn't as uneasy, and her blank eyes had a bit more spirit.

The person who came was Aunt Xu, who was always smiling, had a very good temper, and was also a good cook. She was a cadre of the First Neighborhood Committee, had no salary but had a subsidy of twenty yuan a month.

She gently and affectionately touched the heads of the two siblings, then said to Liu Xia: "Good child, you're home. Your mom can finally be at ease this time." Afterward, she added: "The journey was hard. Auntie will roll some noodles for you to eat."

Liu Xia looked nervously at Lu Qiao, but for some reason, these words sounded warm.

She was a bit silly, but she also knew that Zhu Dashan and Wang Cuilan weren't her biological parents, and she had never dared to ask about her biological parents. She knew that only by being obedient and working hard could she avoid being beaten.

Liu Yu was diligent and immediately said: "Aunt Xu, I'll go light the fire. I can also knead the dough."

Aunt Xu didn't use him, telling him to accompany his sister Liu Xia well and talk more about things from when they were little. ===== CHAPTER 180 =====