Qin Xi squeezed in, put down her things, and pulled Li Xianglu to ask, "What's going on?"
Li Xianglu's face was terribly ugly: "She's been waiting outside the hospital all this time. As soon as we came in, she followed us, saying that she was deluded before and begging me to forgive her."
Qin Xi remained silent, looking at the person on the ground crying, snot and tears mingled, but said nothing.
Li Xianglu lazily asked, "Auntie, what did you just say? Wasn't I adopted out by you with signed papers? In the spring of '75, you took six hundred yuan and three hundred kilograms of grain from my grandfather. Have you spent all that money?"
The bystanders were suddenly shocked. Back in '75, three hundred kilograms of grain – did this woman not realize? Why didn't she just go rob someone? Now that she sees her daughter doing well, she wants to acknowledge her again? Is it that easy?
