Song Weiyi silently looked at the young old lady Xu in the photo. There is no doubt that old lady Xu is a beauty, and coincidentally, in this photo, old lady Xu is also wearing a cheongsam.

The only thing that impressed Song the most was his mother's gentle and demure appearance in a cheongsam.

Before Song Tianzhen's death, Song Weiyi had been growing up by her side, and Song Tianzhen had revealed it in his daily conversations.

Back then Rong Jingan fell in love with Song Tianzhen who was wearing a cheongsam at first sight.

Song Weiyi couldn't help raising his hand and landed on the photo.

If she hadn't known about the coincidence, she would have even thought that Mrs. Xu and her mother were sisters.

"Only, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." While Song Weiyi was thinking, the old lady Xu came out.

Song Weiyi heard the voice, then turned around, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"I heard that Zijin invited an expert in New York to operate on my old man."

On the phone, Xu Zijin said that the doctor was about 60% sure that Xu Canyang would wake up.

Compared with the situation where the doctors are helpless in the hospital at the moment, this 65% chance is a very impressive number for Mrs. Xu.

"Is it true? Since he is an expert in this field, he must be very powerful. Don't worry, Mr. Xu will be fine." Song Weiyi was sincerely happy with this news.

"I hope so, too. Finally, I won't be in such a passive situation." Mrs. Xu nodded with emotion, her eyes were red.

Something happened to Xu Canyang, and she lost her backbone all of a sudden.

"Don't be sad, the rainbow can only be seen after the storm. After this test passes, Mr. Xu will be healthy and healthy."

Song Weiyi walked to the sofa, picked up the tissue on the coffee table, and handed it to Mrs. Xu.

"Thank you Wei Wei, my old lady is out of control and told you to read a joke." Mrs. Xu smiled through tears, and wiped away her tears with a tissue given to Wei Wei.

Seeing that her mood was stable, Song Weiyi let out a sigh of relief.

Recalling the photo on the wall just now, Song Weiwei asked curiously, "Old lady Xu, is the photo in the middle the wedding photo of you and Mr. Xu?"

"Did you see it?" Mrs. Xu was a little surprised, and then nodded happily, obviously very happy talking about this.

"Those are old photos from decades ago. They were dug out a few years ago and hung up."

"You are very beautiful when you are young." Song Weiyi told the truth.

Her mother is a famous beauty, and Mrs. Xu is six points similar to Song Tianzhen, so she is also a great beauty.

"Oh, I'm already old, what are you talking about? You are a young and beautiful girl." Mrs. Xu pretended to be modest, but there was a clear approval in her words.

Back then, she was a flower in all directions, and there were not many people who pursued people who wanted to come to propose marriage.

In the end, it fell in love with Xu Canyang at first sight, and she would not marry Feiqing.

And Mrs. Xu has a good impression of Song Weiyi, who is young, beautiful, and filial, and gave birth to two children in one breath after marriage.

Otherwise, she might not casually tell others about her past.

"You have been in the United States for many years, right?" Song Weiyi saw an apple next to him, so he sat down, peeled an apple for the old lady, and chatted.

This question made Mrs. Xu a little melancholy.

"Yes, many years, more than forty years."

Song Weiyi focused his eyes on the slowly growing apple peel in his hand, and nodded clearly. "That was indeed a long time."

"Well, when my old man came to the United States to seek gold, he was worried that our orphans and widows were in the country. At that time, there were civil turmoil and famine."

Mrs. Xu fell into deep thought.

In fact, at that time, they came here by smuggling.

In the era of war and chaos, the country was turbulent.

It is also for this reason that she took her little daughter with her, but after leaving for a while, her daughter disappeared.

At that time, Mrs. Xu was crying so hard that she wanted to squeeze out of the crowd to find her daughter.

But outside, surrounded by officers and soldiers, they had to either board the boat or be arrested.

Xu Canyang's heart was hardened, and he dragged her into the boat by the hand.

In the first few years after arriving in the United States, Mrs. Xu almost washed her face with tears, missing her daughter all the time.

But at that time they had no choice.

It was not until the 1980s, when the country began to develop, that they had the opportunity to return to China.

However, they were delighted to think that they had found their daughter who had been lost for many years, but it was a fake one.

"Are you from the same place as Old Mr. Xu?" Song Weiyi paused while peeling the apple, and asked casually.

The old lady Xu didn't pay attention to Song Weiyi's expression, and nodded with some melancholy. "That's right, they're all in a small mountain village in Province L."

Province L...

Song Weiyi was in a daze.

It was a place far away from City A, she had only heard of it.

After a while, Song Weiyi felt a little lost.

Shaking his head involuntarily, he threw out the wild thoughts in his head.

Although her mother was an orphan, she never mentioned her grandparents. Song Weiyi felt that the resemblance between her mother and Mrs. Xu was just a coincidence.

In this world, there are too many people who look alike.

Mrs. Xu's real daughter is Xu Lijing.

After chatting with Mrs. Xu for about an hour, Song Weiyi predicted that his son would wake up soon, so he didn't bother Mrs. Xu anymore.

She made an excuse and went back first.

After Song Weiyi left, Mrs. Xu immediately packed up and set off to the hospital.

When she arrived at Xu Canyang's ward, she met Xu Lijing who came out of it unexpectedly.

"Mom, why are you here? Didn't I tell you to rest at home?" Xu Lijing looked at Mrs. Xu with some concern.

But behind her, there was a servant pushing the wheelchair, and there were two bodyguards protecting her.

"I'll come and see your dad..." Mrs. Xu looked calm.

But her words made Xu Lijing's eyes glow with joy.

After all, this time, Mrs. Xu said "your father".

"Then please come in, I'll go down to fetch water first."

"Well, let's go."

After Xu Lijing left, Mrs. Xu entered the room alone.

Xu Canyang was lying on the hospital bed with tubes inserted all over his body, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was lifeless.

"Old man, I'm here to see you." Mrs. Xu turned her wheelchair and came to Xu Canyang's side.

"Tell me, you are such a punctual person, why do you sleep for so long?"

No one answered her question.

Mrs. Xu continued talking to herself. "Look, let alone me, even Xu Lijing has lost a lot of weight taking care of you."