Chapter 131: I’m not suffering, I’m doing fine.

The five of them, Lin You, Xuan Zhi, Jiang Ming, **, and Zhang Xi, stood at the entrance of the main building full of scaffolding and looked at the group of people who were coming towards them.

Lin You and Xuan Zhi looked as normal, while Jiang Ming had a tense look on his face.

** and Zhang Xi, on the other hand, were curious, feeling that these people’s battlefield was a bit big.

The middle-aged woman slowly picked her way up the stairs, and her eyes never left Jiang Ming’s face.

Time seemed to have slowed down, and Jiang Ming looked at the oncoming middle-aged woman, his heart throbbing.

Finally, the woman stood in front of Jiang Ming, tilted her head and looked at Jiang Ming, forcibly suppressed her excitement, tried to keep her tone as smooth as possible, and gently asked, “Child, what is your name?”

Jiang Ming was one meter eighty-one tall, and the woman in front of him was about one meter six and a half tall, so he could only look down to see the woman’s face.

“My name is Jiang Ming, what can I do for you, Auntie?”

“You …… are surnamed Jiang?” The middle-aged woman trembled.

“What’s wrong? No?”

“Why do you …… have the surname Jiang?” The woman was trembling gently.

“Why can’t I have the surname Jiang?” Jiang Ming turned his head to look at his master, hoping that his master would come out and explain it to him.

Xuan Test came forward and pulled out a yellowed white cloth from his body, as well as a copper bell engraved with countless runic symbols, handing it to the woman and explaining, “This female cultivator, this was found on Jiang Ming when he was a child, take a look at it.”

The woman took the swaddling cloth quickly and, after only one look, covered her face with her hands and burst into tears.

The man in his sixties behind the woman flew up and took the copper bell in Xuan Test’s hand, his hands trembling, his lips shivering, his eyes tearful, and he looked at Jiang Ming with a face of doting love.

Goosebumps rose on Jiang Ming’s body as he watched.

The woman cried for more than ten seconds, forced herself to sob, and went forward to hug Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming was overwhelmed by this sudden passion and couldn’t help but take a step back, disengaging himself from the woman’s embrace.

The woman grabbed Jiang Ming s arms and trembled, “My son ah, I finally found you ……, do you know, for so many years, how did mom come over?”

“Are you so sure that I’m your son?” Unlike the woman’s excitement, Jiang Ming was much calmer, “Don’t you do DNA or something?”

“Make no mistake, I see that you are a big family, don’t be so hasty.”

The middle-aged woman cried while shaking her head and muttering, “There is absolutely no mistake, my son, mom is sorry.”

The middle-aged man in his forties behind him walked over and stood beside Jiang Ming.

The man was five-foot-eight, and the two men’s faces were placed in a picture frame as if they had been carved out of the same mold.

The man in his sixties looked at the two of them and trembled, “Like, simply too much like, it’s my grandson, the seed of the old Jiang family.”

The secretary of the Hangzhou Municipal Party Committee walked over to the man in his sixties and carefully said, “Minister Jiang, for the sake of caution, it’s best to do the DNA first to make sure everything is fine.”

The Director of Public Security also came over and said, “I can make special arrangements, and I can have the result in half an hour.”

Minister Jiang shook his head and said, “My eyes, are more useful than DNA, this is my grandson, there is absolutely no mistake, this bell, which I wore on my body since childhood, was begged by my old father from the Wutai Mountain, is the presiding officer of the Qingliang Temple, hand-carved the scriptures, in this world, there is absolutely no one else, so, there is absolutely no mistake.”

Minister Jiang glanced at the middle-aged man standing at the side and asked, “Wen Shen, what do you think.”

Wen Shen wrapped his arms around Jiang Ming’s neck and said with determination, “This is my Jiang Wen Shen’s son, not to do any laborious DNA, even if it is not, I admit it, this is God’s opportunity to make up for my mistakes.”

After speaking, he glanced at the emotionally out of control woman and asked, “Fang Yu, what do you think?”

Fang Yu raised her tearful face and said decisively, “This is my son, I am his mother, I have telepathy, whoever wants to mention anything about paternity tests to me in the future, dNA,don’t blame me for Fang Yu not being polite.”

Jiang Ming was a bit at a loss for words and asked cautiously, “Auntie, uncle, just don’t understand anymore, this is too hasty.”

Fang Yu could no longer control herself and hugged Jiang Ming, crying, “My son, how have you lived for so many years, you’ve suffered, why are you still calling me auntie, quickly call your mother.”

Jiang Ming had a helpless face, his hands didn’t know where to put them, smelling the faint sandalwood scent on Fang Yu’s body, he carefully said, “I’m not suffering, I’m doing quite well.”

“My master is good to me, and I have a brother and sister, and I am happy.”

Fang Yu obviously didn’t listen to Jiang Ming’s words, letting go of Jiang Ming, and then pulling Jiang Ming’s hand, the other hand affectionately stroked Jiang Ming’s hair, with a face of doting, “Son, come, let mom take a good look, do you …… know how much mom has missed you all these years? “

“Whenever it rains, I worry, my son, if there is a house to live in, if I will get wet, what if I get sick?”

“Every day when I eat, I think to myself, we have food and drink, but my son, I still don’t know in which corner, can I eat?”

“Every time the temperature drops, my mom looks at the children outside dressed tightly, and I wonder, where is my son, does he have clothes to wear, will he freeze?”

Jiang Wenshen, who was on the side, had tears involuntarily flowing down his face, and looked at Jiang Ming fixedly, so much so that he forgot to wipe his tears.

Jiang Zedong, who was standing below, was trembling slightly, apparently trying desperately to control his emotions.

Fang Yu pulled Jiang Ming’s hand and said softly, “Son, come, go home with mom.”

Jiang Ming was slightly stunned, and some bad thoughts emerged from his heart.

Jiang Ming glanced at Lin You, back then, when Lin You’s mom, dad and sister came here to pick up Lin You, they were also so excited and rowdy.

But not two years after he went back, when he saw Lin You again, Lin You was already as thin as a bone, his speech was short of breath, and his body was full of scars.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Ming’s insides tightened and he hurriedly released Fang Yu’s hand and asked, “Auntie Fang, has your family adopted any other children?”

“Do I have any sisters or siblings, how many?”

Fang Yu was slightly stunned, not expecting Jiang Ming to ask this question, gently running his hand through Jiang Ming’s hair with a doting face, “Your Great Grandpa wouldn’t let us adopt, he always believed that he would find you one day.”

“After mom lost you, mom’s health went bad and she lost the ability to bear children, so there are no younger siblings, you are the oldest in our family, the only child of mom.”

Jiang Ming slightly put down his heart, carefully suggested: “Look at it this way ah, Auntie Fang, I live quite well here, there is my master, brother and sister, there are my classmates, can I still live here, and in the future, when I have time, I will go to your home to see you, can I?”

Fang Yu grabbed Jiang Ming’s arm and said, “My son, don’t you want to go home and meet your great grandfather? He’s been chanting about you for more than ten years, and he especially misses you.”

Jiang Ming looked up at his master, Xuan Test’s eyes were red and he nodded towards Jiang Ming.