Chapter 552 Is my name Wu Yuan?
Children are just children, no matter how smart they are, they are still children and can be easily controlled.

Wang Yuanchao said that he was familiar with the boy's biological parents, and the little guy stopped struggling.

The two of them chatted while burning paper.

"Where did you get the yellow paper?"

"I don't have this. I just have the paper I saved and folded it into the shape of a gold ingot." Ding Wenqing said honestly.

"Tomorrow is Qingming Festival, why are you here today?"

"Tomorrow is Sunday, I have to take care of my younger brother at home..."

The little guy asked Wang Yuanchao several times about his biological parents, but Wang Yuanchao just said that he could only tell him after he burned the paper and went to the village to confirm. What if what he said was wrong?
However, the little guy's past was almost completely known.

His parents, the Dings, had been infertile for many years after their marriage. Two years after they adopted him, they became pregnant and gave birth to their biological son. They no longer cared about their adopted eldest son. Their love naturally shifted.

When his younger brother was young, Ding Wenqing thought it was okay to take care of him. But when his younger brother grew up and he grew up too, the difference became apparent.

With the instigation of his neighbors, even though his neighbor, Grandma Sun, was not necessarily a good person, and they would reveal each other's family backgrounds and stir up trouble behind each other's backs during quarrels, Ding Wenqing finally knew about his own life experience.

Then the little guy actually found out his own life experience by his own strength, which is amazing.

Maybe no one would have thought that a child could have such a mind.

After burning the paper, Wang Yuanchao took Ding Wenqing to the village.

At least, he should let the child take him to visit Uncle Wu Lanfang's house.

In fact, he was almost certain about it in his heart.

The son looks like his mother. Wang Yuanchao saw the shadow of Wu Lanfang in Ding Wenqing's face, as well as a little bit of his own features.

A big and a small person were walking on the way back to the village, and villagers looked over at them from time to time.

It’s okay for children, but the way adults dress shows that they are not ordinary people.

Now it's not a commune anymore, no one came up to question me, at most they looked at me a few times. What if I'm someone's relative? Otherwise why would I come here dressed so nicely?

Ding Wenqing took Wang Yuanchao straight to the doorstep of Wu Lanfang's uncle's house.

But he didn't go in. He pointed and said hopefully:
"Is it this way?"

He really wanted to know about his biological parents.

Wang Yuanchao has been confirmed.

He and his eldest brother had come here before, but they didn't find any signs of the baby's life. It turned out that the baby had been given away.

He took Ding Wenqing's hand and said:
"Come on, follow me in and ask."

Ding Wenqing shrank back like a shrimp:

"No! If I tell my parents and grandma, they will beat me up."

Wang Yuanchao clapped his nervous hands and said:
"No one will beat you up, trust me!"

Ding Wenqing's hand was held by Wang Yuanchao, so he had to follow Wu Lanfang's uncle's house reluctantly.

There are people basking in the sun at the door.

Old people, young people, and children, all there are.

Seeing someone coming, they all looked over.

Wang Yuanchao knew Wu Lanfang's uncle, who was very old and had a pipe in his mouth, puffing on it.

Wu Lanfang's aunt, a little old lady, saw Ding Wenqing behind Wang Yuanchao and didn't understand why this little guy came here with others.

Wang Yuanchao originally wanted an explanation, but when he saw the situation, his anger disappeared by about 80%. The old man was about to be buried, what could he do?

As soon as the momentum changed, he began to imagine the rationality of other people's actions.

It was not unreasonable for Wu Lanfang to hide in her uncle's house in the countryside. In the end, she entrusted her child to someone else. This was the most appropriate arrangement when Wang Yuanchao was not known to her.

Uncle Wu looked at Wang Yuanchao for a while. Wang Yuanchao had changed his hairstyle and grew a beard. He looked different from the pretty boy he used to be.

He looks a little fierce at first, and then suddenly becomes docile, making people wonder if they had misjudged him at first.

But Aunt Wu whispered something in his ear, and the old man's eyes lit up.

He stood up and walked over.

"Are you Xiao Wu's old boss?"

The old man finally recognized Wang Yuanchao.

The old woman told him that the child was the grandson of the Ding family, and he immediately knew who the child was.

This child was brought here by such a well-dressed man. Although he was unrecognizable at first glance because of his big beard, he was still recognizable after a closer look. This was a rare man who came to Wu Lanfang many years ago and was regarded as a ghost marriage by their family. His sons and nephews drove him away with dung forks, causing a big misunderstanding. He still had an impression of him.

After the child was sent away, the exchanges between the two sides became less than before. They were cousins, but a cousin is 3,000 miles away. Maybe they were afraid that the family would take the child back.

It's ridiculous.

Later I heard that she had another child, and it must be this child who brought it.

Wang Yuanchao was not surprised that the old man recognized him. He was accompanied by Ding Wenqing, such a strange combination, which served as a reminder.

"Why didn't you tell me then?"

The old man's lips trembled. What did I tell you? You are Wu Lanfang's leader, how can we talk nonsense? If we talk nonsense, I'm afraid it will be difficult for my sister's children to take over the job.

Wang Yuanchao also knew what the other party was thinking, so he didn't want to vent his anger at this moment, but just whispered:

"Don't be nervous, I just want to confirm with you that the child's father has sent someone to look for him." The old man let out a visibly sigh, and Wang Yuanchao could feel the little hand in his hand suddenly twitch.

The old man walked a few steps further and said:
"Let's talk outside."

When he was a little further away from the door, the old man smiled apologetically, his face full of wrinkles:
"Leader, you didn't mention this at the time, so we can't make any nonsense about it."

Wang Yuanchao gave the old man a filter tip and said:
"So it's not your fault. The child's father has come looking for us, so we have to be responsible for confirming it."

The old man grinned, showing that he had only a few teeth left. He said:
"Old Ding's family has a grandson now, so there shouldn't be much of a problem."

Wang Yuanchao checked the information about Ding Wenqing's family with the old man again, and they basically matched.

"I'll take the child away first. Go notify the Ding family. This is the number for the art troupe. If they have any objections, they can call this number."

Wang Yuanchao quickly wrote down his elder brother Wang Sheng’s office phone number.

Old Man Wu took the note, looked at the string of numbers, stammered for a long time, and didn't dare to say anything.

That was actually Wu Lanfang's son.

Wang Yuanchao took out another stack of new black coins, split it in half, handed one half to Old Man Wu, and said:

"This is for you. The child's father knows that the child's mother stayed at her uncle's house at the time. This is considered the nutrition fee at the time."

He lowered his head another half, and said:
"They want you to help repair the grave. The little mound is almost invisible now."

Old man Wu was very tempted, but he didn't dare to take it. After all, the leader had already given him 500 yuan!

"This is something the child's father entrusted us to give it to you. You have to write a receipt so that we can explain it when we go back." Wang Yuanchao said this again, took out a small notebook, and wrote a receipt on it.

Old man Wu recognized the two numbers "500" and drew a circle around them neatly.

Wang Yuanchao was stunned.

"Leader, I can't read and write." The old man said shyly.

Wang Yuanchao took out a box of ink as if performing a magic trick and said:
"Then give me your fingerprints."

Old man Wu pressed the button immediately, and then he took the money awkwardly, feeling very guilty. The Ding family was the same. How could they raise their child like this? It would be hard to explain to their poor niece!

However, Wu Lanfang's grave must be repaired well. A grave worth 500 yuan is almost enough to build a room for the living. Oh, it must be repaired well.

"Leader, do you want to erect a monument?" asked the old man.

Wang Yuanchao nodded and said, "Stand up."

"Then what to write?"

"Erect a monument in his name, at the tomb of my late mother Wu Lanfang." Wang Yuanchao pointed at Ding Wenqing and said, "It's signed by Wu Yuan. Forget it, I'll write it for you!"

He quickly wrote Wu Yuan's name and handed it to Old Man Wu.

The old man recognized the character "Wu". He had seen his own name for decades and it was one of the few characters he recognized.

So he nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, okay."

Wang Yuanchao further explained:

"Now that the tomb is built, we should offer sacrifices to it more often during festivals. When the child's father comes over someday, or when the boy grows up, he will have to give more money."

Old Man Wu nodded repeatedly, "Of course, of course."

The 500 yuan he gave last time allowed his young sons and nephews to get married easily. Now he has so much more. No matter what, the Wu family will have to provide for the grave of their eldest niece. How much money can a strong laborer get after working all year in the countryside?
Wang Yuanchao greeted him and left with the child.

The Wu family quickly surrounded Old Man Wu...

"Uncle, are you saying that my name is Wu Yuan?" the child asked. The adults' conversation just now did not avoid him, so he knew that his mother's name was Wu Lanfang and his name was Wu Yuan.

Wang Yuanchao said "hmm".

"Then is my father's surname also Wu?" Wu Yuan asked again.

Wang Yuanchao said:

"Your mother helped you choose the name, and your father agreed."

The two of them left the village and walked a short distance up the mountain when they saw the car. Wang Yuanchao didn't go over to the car, which saved him a lot of effort.

"Uncle, are you taking me to meet my biological father?" Wu Yuan stopped and asked suddenly.

The uncle just said it very clearly, he took the child away.

Wang Yuanchao wanted to say: Silly child, I am your father. But he thought it would be better to be too much of a shock.

So he said:
“Your father has been asking people to help look for you.

When we find you, we will tell him and he will come to see you.

He is abroad and it may take some time before he can see you. "

Wu Yuan then took a step forward:

"So where are we going now? Aren't you going to tell my parents? I mean Dingjiazhuang, they'll be worried."

"Didn't you say they beat you? Do you want me to help you vent your anger?" Wang Yuanchao asked.

"Well... don't do that. I've done some bad things too... but I still have to tell them... and there's also the school..." Wu Yuan whispered.

He just felt that he should say something.

(End of this chapter)