Li Fugui looked at everyone inside the house with confusion.
"Li Fugui, is that necklace really Xiaotian’s?" Xiaoxiao thought it was still best to confirm the identity, lest they celebrate in vain because of a mistake.
"Yes, it was left to me by Xiaotian. She said it was the only thing her parents left her."
"How old is she this year?"
"Seventeen, not yet eighteen."
Upon hearing this answer, everyone could no longer hide their excitement. Just now they had only seen the necklace, but now, with Li Fugui’s words, it was completely certain that Xiaotian was indeed their family’s Yang Xia.
"Weren’t you going to marry Xiaotian?"
"Yes." Li Fugui’s heart pounded with anxiety at Xiaoxiao’s question. What was this wife of Yang Ming going on about with such an odd question?
"Then that’s settled. Yang Qiu didn’t call you ’brother-in-law’ wrongly, that’s your young aunt."
"That’s your father-in-law and mother-in-law, that’s your elder uncle, and your second uncle. Do I need to introduce everyone to you one by one?"
"What exactly are you saying?" Li Fugui became more and more confused as he listened. Why couldn’t this wife of Yang Ming speak plainly? Why did she have to speak in such a strangely sarcastic tone?
"Still don’t get it? Xiaotian is the long-lost younger sister of Yang Ming. We are Xiaotian’s maternal family."
"What? How is that possible?" Li Fugui felt like he had heard a huge joke. Such coincidences simply don’t happen. He had known Yang Ming for several years and had never heard about a long-lost sister.
"The necklace, and the resemblance of Yang Qiu’s face, are the proof."
Upon hearing this, Li Fugui’s gaze froze for a moment. Eventually, even if he didn’t want to believe it, he had to. The necklace indeed was left by Xiaotian’s parents, and as for Yang Qiu’s appearance, although not exactly the same, did bear a strong resemblance.
Could it really be that Xiaotian was Yang Ming’s sister? He was shocked by the sudden news. He could hardly believe that things could be so dramatic. When he was at his wit’s end, it turned out to be Xiaotian’s maternal family who helped him. Could this be destiny guiding Xiaotian back to her family?
Did his Xiaotian finally have a family? But where was she now? Did she still have a chance to return to this family?
His gaze then darkened; so it was his young aunt that they had mistaken for his Xiaotian. This made it even more difficult for him to face. How was he to face Xiaotian’s maternal family? He picked up his bundle and stood up, ready to leave. He couldn’t stay here a moment longer.
"Are you still going to leave?"
"I am going to look for Xiaotian."
"Where will you look?"
"..." Xiaoxiao was at a loss for words. How could Li Fugui be so thoughtless? One couldn’t find someone just by rushing around aimlessly. She asked, "Where exactly has Xiaotian gone? Wasn’t she with you?"
"She was afraid of being a burden on me, so she left without saying goodbye. I have no idea where she went." As he spoke of this, Li Fugui’s eyes were filled with sadness and pain.
Upon receiving this news, the family became extremely disheartened. It seemed that their Yang Xia was still hopelessly lost.
"..." Xiaoxiao hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. Xiaotian, just like the people from the old Yang family, had a kind heart. She then said, "Don’t leave. You don’t have the means."
"You don’t have a penny to your name. You probably won’t get far, and even before you find Xiaotian, you might die."
"..." He was aware of his dire situation, but what could he do? He just couldn’t face Yang Qiu.