In the era of rebirth, the charming daughter-in-law in the courtyard is beautiful and sassy.

Chapter 1212 Recognition
Huo Shanhe arranged the work at hand, and Qian Anming also arrived: "Uncle, are you sure it's my second brother?"

Huo Shanhe nodded and said, "Yes, but Jingrui's wife said that it would be better to do a blood type comparison. I remember your father was injured and hospitalized before, right?"

Qian Anming nodded: "Yes, it happened three years before he passed away."

Huo Shanhe asked: "Do you remember his blood type?"

Qian Anming nodded again: "He has the same blood type as my third child, type A."

Huo Shanhe saw that he knew: "Okay, let's go find someone first."

When the two men arrived at the battalion headquarters where Bai Guangshan was, Bai Guangshan was just coming down from the training ground, covered in mud.

Huo Shanhe went straight to their leader and said that he had some private matters to discuss with Bai Guangshan.

When Bai Guangshan was brought to the conference room, he was still confused.

But when he saw Qian Anming, he was stunned. The two looked 40% alike, especially the brothers' eyes, which were like their father Qian Daqing.

It was Bai Guangshan who spoke first: "Who are you?"

Huo Shanhe spoke first: "I am the father of Huo Jingrui, the deputy head of the regiment. I came here today to talk to you about something."

He didn't know how to start the conversation, so he could only try to get closer to them.

When Bai Guangshan heard that it was Deputy Colonel Huo's father, he was shocked. He had never heard Deputy Colonel Huo mention him before: "Hello, Chief."
Huo Shanhe glanced at his nephew beside him and saw Qian Anming staring at him with red eyes: "Bai Guangshan, my name is Qian Anming."

Bai Guangshan was a little at a loss when he saw his expression: "Hello, I'm Bai Guangshan." He didn't know why, but seeing his red eyes, his nose also felt sore.

Qian Anming didn't want to beat around the bush: "We came here today because we have something to tell you."

Bai Guangshan listened very seriously: "Go ahead."

Qian Anming took a step forward and grabbed Bai Guangshan's arm: "You are very likely my biological brother."

When Bai Guangshan heard this, his brain buzzed and his mind went blank. It took him a long time to recover: "You said I was your brother, how is that possible?"

Qian Anming refused to let go and told the whole story from beginning to end: "This is what happened. If you still don't believe it, we can go to the hospital for a blood test. No, we don't need to go to the hospital. You are a soldier, so it is inevitable that you will get injured. You should know your blood type, right?"

When Bai Guangshan heard the question, he said casually: "I have AB blood type."

Qian Anming's eyes suddenly filled with tears: "My father has type A blood, my mother has type B blood, and I, like you, have type AB blood. Although recognizing relatives by blood type is not very scientific, what your adoptive mother said is exactly the same as what my parents said about the situation back then. You look about 70% similar to the third child in our family. There is no mistake. You are my biological brother, and a child of our Qian family."

Bai Guangshan was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he squatted there, covering his face and crying.

What kind of life has he been living all these years? It turns out that Xi is not the son of the Bai family at all. Is it no wonder that he is so disliked by his parents? Is it no wonder that no matter how much or how well he does, he will not be recognized?
I cried for a long time before I finally vented out the grievance, unwillingness and anger in my heart.

When Qian Anming was on his way here, Huo Shanhe briefly told him about Bai Guangshan's situation in the Bai family over the years. He could understand his brother's feelings: "Second brother, it's all in the past. You have suffered a lot over the years."

Bai Guangshan choked up and asked, "Is everything okay at home?"

He didn't dare to ask if his parents were still alive, for fear of hearing an answer he didn't want.