Chapter 286 Father Qin Is A Fake

They stayed in Guojia Village.

Lin Anan and Qin Lu rarely go out.

However, the people in this village are very enthusiastic. From time to time, some people come to chat and leave some vegetables.

They knew that Lin An'an and Qin Lu were foreigners, there was no land in the village, and they had to spend money to buy some vegetables, so they sent them here specially.

Lin Anan felt that the people in this village were too kind.

Compared with the village where Qin Lu lived, it was much better.

"The people here have lived here for generations. Most of them are Guo family members. There are very few people with foreign surnames. Those with foreign surnames dare not cause trouble. They try to get in harmoniously, so they seem to be harmonious."

"My home is different. It was originally a village built by refugees, and my father was also a refugee."

"People who survived the famine are hard to get along with in their bones."

Hearing this, Lin Anan thought of Father Qin, frowned and said, "You really don't worry about him?"

Qin Lu laughed sarcastically.

"You are too cold, no matter what, you are your own father."

Hearing this, Qin Lu was a little helpless, and could only tell the truth to his little daughter-in-law, "He is not my father."

"what?"

"Not your father?"

"Your mother is not your mother, your father is not your father? Do you have another identity?"

Qin Lu was thrown by Lin Anan's question, before he could answer, he heard the young daughter-in-law ask and answer: "Could it be that you have a father with a very powerful status, but it seems that you didn't have one in the last life?"

Qin Lu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and scratched his daughter-in-law's nose with his hands, "What are you thinking about. He's a fake."

"Fake?"

"My elder brother should have changed people."

"you sure?"

"Well, although it's not a disguise or a mask, when I wiped his body, I didn't see the birthmark on his chest."

"Your father has a birthmark?"

"Well, my father has a birthmark, the size of a palm."

"Then others can see it too?"

"Brother must have deliberately let me know that my father is a fake. His face can be faked. A simple birthmark, how can I be negligent. What others see should be Qin's father with a birthmark."

"Then your dear father... nothing will happen, right?" In the book, Qin Sanlang's father died at the hands of a horse thief.

Qin Lu shook his head, "Probably not. If something happened to my father, there wouldn't be a fake one. It should be hidden by my elder brother."

"You said he didn't change his face, didn't wear a mask...could it be a skin-changing technique?" Lin Anan was terrified after thinking carefully, "Did your elder brother do it on purpose?"

What the little daughter-in-law can see, Qin Lu can naturally see too.

"Brother is complaining about mother." Qin Lu's eyes darkened, "Brother and mother have been together the longest, and he was also the first to find out that mother had been changed. He should resent my father in his heart. A man and his wife who share the bed are all I can't recognize it, even my eldest brother can recognize a child. Could it be that my father really didn't notice that something was wrong? He let the fake bully the three sons and watched from the sidelines, or she was too much, so she came out Sound stops."

Seeing that Qin Lu was not in a good mood, Lin Anan reached out to hold his hand, and white light penetrated into his body from between his fingers to help him stabilize his mood.

Lin An'an discovered early on that Qin Sanlang's childhood caused him mental illness.

Unexpectedly, Qin Lu, who was reborn, would become emotionally unstable when he thought about what happened in his childhood.

Qin Lu let out a breath, met Lin Anan's worried eyes, shook his head at her, and said in a hoarse voice, "If it weren't for the protection of the eldest brother, the second brother and I would not have grown up smoothly, maybe I would have died a long time ago. Knowing the reason, it is only because I caused my mother's dystocia, so she hates me, and when I saw her when I was a child, I always felt guilty and sad."

(End of this chapter)

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