Looking behind Bai Xiaomu with wide eyes, his father looked afraid, and his father who was also afraid actually came up.
Bai Xiaomu's expression was very strange.
She followed his gaze to the back and saw Father Song looking at him in surprise with his mouth open.
"Are you sure you are Song Jinyan?"
Song's father was stunned for a few seconds, his voice was very hoarse, as if he could not find the voice.
Bai Xiaomu was so shocked that he didn't know how to answer this matter.
"I" Bai Xiaomu simply stopped answering and looked directly into Father Song's eyes, wondering what Father Song was thinking.
As for the role of a psychological counselor, she can see others very clearly, but it will definitely not work for her family members.
Song's mother heard Song's father's voice.
She clearly heard Song's father say Song Jinyan's name.
Could it be that her daughter was still alive or something had happened?
This matter needs to be dealt with.
"Are you Song Jinyan?"
Song's father asked again, adding a sentence at the end, "I don't need to hear anything else, you just need to tell me, yes or no."
"Yes and no."
Bai Xiaomu didn't know how to answer, and could only answer two different answers.
"What's the answer to this question?"
Song's father frowned slightly.
He really didn't know how to deal with this matter.
"I'll give you an ambiguous answer."
When Song's mother heard this question, she almost fainted.
Could this little girl be her daughter?
"I'm Bai Xiaomu, but I'm also Song Jinyan."
Bai Xiaomu didn't explain whether they could understand it, but he had to explain it to him, otherwise what could he do.
Bai Xiaomu walked to the front, and his father who was looking at him said that Song Jinyan passed away, only physically, but not mentally.
If I told you like this, wouldn't it be funny?"
She frowned slightly.
Is this really true?
She didn't want to know this.
But when she looked at Bai Xiaomu, she always felt like she was looking at her daughter.
"Impossible."
Bai Xiaomu's mother, Mama Song, looked at Bai Xiaomu and said seriously: It's absolutely impossible.
You are so young and he is so old.
Please don't make fun of us both, okay?"
Bai Xiaomuzantian Song's mother is actually a very wonderful woman.
She is wise and will not follow the crowd.
But the questions he mentioned are acute questions.
"I was reborn into Bai Xiaomu's body.
The real Bai Xiaomu is nowhere to be found."
Bai Xiaomu explained and I have recovered the memory of when I laughed, so you" "Don't you think this is a bit ridiculous?"
Song's father looked at it and asked with a smile.
The father who was watching said, "Dad, I don't think it's ridiculous, and what I want to say is that he can actually tell Song Jinyan so much detailed information.
Sometimes I feel that he is just Jinyan, but I came out holding her hair, Then I did a BNA test and found out that she was really not our child.
This was really special. " "However, this is a society governed by the rule of law.
There may be so many monsters and monsters.
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This is absolutely impossible."
"Let me ask you, Song Jinyan has a red mark like a heart on his body, do you?"
Suddenly a tricky and difficult question came out; Song Jinyan didn't seem to have studied this, but she really wanted to be given a bath.
The person seemed to say that there was a scar on her leg.
"I remember someone told me that there is a scar like a red lip mark on my waist, not a mole on the human body as you said."
Bai Xiaomu replied seriously.
Here, it is probably where I put my hand. in this position. " Father Song looked at Mother Song, and Mother Song shook her head and said, "You" "Someone told me.
At that time, she asked what the red lipstick scar was about."
Bai Xiaomu frowned slightly.
This person was none other than Zhang Di, who was very close to her.
Thinking about Zhang Di, there was a lot of hatred in her eyes.
If she hadn't done it at that time, she would never be like now, and she could call her parents so openly.
Song's mother's tears remained.
This Bai Xiaomu might be her daughter, but why would she be in his body?
"Brother, let them sit down first."
Bai Xiaomu stopped calling Song's father and Song's mother, saying that her parents felt that this would scare her, and whether they thought it was for the Song family's property.
"Yeah."
Seeing that Bai Xiaomu wanted to say something unbearable, she just let her parents sit here.
"Xiao Mu."
Song's father sat down and said, "You" Song's father had no doubts about this girl, and he couldn't confirm whether she was his treasure or not.
It would be useless to just rely on her sincere words.
"My poor child, will you?"
Song's mother pulled Bai Xiaomu and asked her to squat beside her, and then touched Bai Xiaomu's head.
She felt distressed for her daughter, why would she be like this?
For Mrs.
Song, she used the feeling of maternal love to feel that this is the treasure of her family.
Otherwise, she felt her kindness at the first sight and felt that she was very kind.
Therefore, the sixth sense has always been very accurate, so there is absolutely no problem in relying on the sixth sense to judge some things.
As a man, Song's father believed that he should have the brains to judge this matter, so he asked her in more detail to find flaws in her words.
But the power of family affection is also great.
Deep down in his heart, he had been told by Bai Xiaomu, but he still wanted to think about more things, so he pretended to be suspicious.
"Tell me, how did you get reborn?"
After Song's father finished speaking, Song's mother gave him a look.
No one got the idea.
They all forgot to ask how Bai Xiaomu was reborn.
In fact, many of them probably escaped.
"Me neither.
After I was beaten to death by the patient's family that day, I saw some things that made me regretful.
Then maybe my resentment was too great, and then it came to Bai Xiaomu."
Bai Xiaomu said lightly, she What should I say to avoid making my parents sad and to make my parents happy?
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