Someone in the crowd shouted, "Mr. Qin, why don't you take this child as your foster son? You saved him before, which shows you two are fated. Take him as your foster son, feed him, and I believe when he grows up, he will repay you."
Qin Yang looked at the person and spoke indifferently, "Since you pity him so much, it shows that you two are also fated. Why don't you take him as your foster son?"
Before the man could speak, a woman beside him pinched him hard, "Am I no longer able to bear you a son, or have you eaten too much? Get back home."
After this incident, Qin Yang still looked at the union staff, waiting for his response.
The union staff member was anxiously scratching his head; he was just following orders to come here, not expecting Mr. Qin's and their words to differ.
At this point, the kneeling woman spoke again, pushing the child in her arms forward with sincere words.
