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Chapter 246 The Pain of Separation from Flesh and Blood

But I, your son, was not given any of them! So I began to doubt whether I was really your biological son.

When Yuqin heard her youngest son ask this question, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, thinking to herself that her eldest son had always been very sensible and well-behaved since he was a child.

He's never been like my youngest son, always arguing with me all the time! I'd never even considered whether my youngest son was actually my biological son.

Previously, I always thought having this idea was absurd and ridiculous. Because my child was born after ten months of pregnancy and countless hardships.

In addition, her husband and she have been busy managing the affairs of Hei Rentang in recent years, so they haven't had time to take care of their youngest son.

She had originally wanted to bring her youngest son to live with her and her husband at Heirentang. However, she was afraid that her son would pick up some of the bad habits of the people at Heirentang, so she gave up the idea.

Because he always felt guilty towards his youngest son, he never faced a problem squarely.

When her youngest son was just one month old, some malicious people broke into the Yang family mansion and took him away. Although he returned to her side a few months later.

He was so caught up in the joy of finding his lost son that he never considered this question: Was the little boy in front of him really his youngest son?

Why did those despicable bandits sneak into the Yang family mansion and take away Mu Long, who was still an infant?

Why was Mu Long returned to the Yang family several months later? What exactly happened during the months that Mu Long was missing?

Could they have switched Xiao Mulong with other baby boys his age? But when he saw Long'er again, his first reaction was to lift up his little feet and examine them closely.

There is indeed a heart-shaped birthmark on his little foot! Could it be that those malicious bandits deliberately put the birthmark on his little foot?

I'm sorry, Mother! It's all because we didn't discipline my little brother properly! That's why he always talks back to you and makes you sad.

Just as Yuqin was staring blankly at Xiao Mulong, Muwang, who had been standing beside her, spoke up.

Yuqin couldn't help but shed a tear, secretly vowing that from now on, no matter what happens, she must stay by her youngest son's side.

She tried her best to make up for the lack of maternal love in her youngest son, but although she had always had this idea, she had never been able to realize it.

Mu Long, you are the child our mother carried for ten months and gave birth to! You must never say such things in front of our mother again.

Because our mothers would be very sad to hear you talking such nonsense! That's why our mothers have never been by our side to accompany us.

It's because a group of homeless people are living in our Black Charity Hall. And our mother has to cook three meals a day for them.

Hey! Mu'er, why did you talk to Long'er about this so casually? And now Long'er is speaking so rudely to me!

But through this experience, I feel I should put everything at Black Hall aside and spend more time with you and Long'er.

No! Mother, please don't make this important decision just because Long'er said a few angry words. Besides, our Long'er is only three years old and not old enough to understand.

So you really don't need to take what he said to heart! How about this, Mother, when you have time, take Long'er to Hei Rentang for a visit.

What are you doing? Don't you know that Hei Rentang is a mixed bag? All sorts of people there! I really don't want you and Long'er to come into contact with Hei Rentang too early.

This is the real reason why I haven't brought you two brothers into the Black Rentang all these years. Otherwise, how could I possibly be separated from you two brothers by blood?

Meow! Meow! Meow!

The sound of the dragonfly pulled Xia Rong from a sweet memory, a memory that had been frequently entering her dreams lately.

Xia Rong didn't know why she buried these beautiful memories deep in her heart. If it weren't for that day when Mu Long mentioned to her that he used to have a very annoying younger sister.

After Mu Long finished speaking, Xia Rong felt a sharp pain in her head. Countless images suddenly flashed through her mind.

Hmph! You wicked dragon brother, why did you tear up my calligraphy practice again today? My elder brother will scold me again when he sees that I didn't practice today.

Hehe! You crybaby, do you think our eldest brother won't scold you when you cry? He'll even patiently hold you in his arms and comfort you.

You scoundrel! What do you mean by saying that to me? If you hadn't practiced your calligraphy today, our eldest brother would have made you do horse stance, wouldn't he?

You brat, why do I feel itchy all over if you don't mess with me for a day? We must have been enemies in our past lives!

Otherwise, why would we start bickering endlessly as soon as we meet?

Father, when did you bring me to live in this little wooden house? I think the happiest time of my life was the time I spent living in the Yang family mansion.

Hehe! Little girl, haven't you been bullied enough by that brat Mu Long? I really can't stand seeing you suffer even the slightest grievance?

Otherwise, how could I bear to drive you out of the Xia residence? I truly wish I could keep you by my side at all times. But for your personal safety, I cannot do that.

But Father, have you ever heard the saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place?

Xia Di noticed that Xia Rong really wanted to swing, so he put the black girl he was holding onto the floor. Then he took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands.

Then, holding both ends of the swing with both hands, he carefully rocked the swing. The last time he rocked the swing so gently, Xia Rong sat quietly in the swing.

When Xia Rong was seven or eight years old, the little girl was very envious when she saw other children sitting on swings.

At that time, she had only recently returned to my side and was very afraid of me, so she couldn't possibly tell me her thoughts without restraint.

She kept her longing to sit on the swing deep in her heart.

It wasn't until late that night that I realized how much my precious daughter longed to be able to swing on a swing.

So I had the people of Ming move the swing equipment to Xia Rong's courtyard overnight.

Fortunately, the moonlight was very bright that night, so I was able to use it to finish tying up the swing I had given to Xia Rong.