Attack on Titan: My World

Chapter 305: Yang Family Generals (6)

"Have you all been selected?"

In Tianbo Mansion, Mrs. Yang had already prepared delicious food for the three people (Yang Silang, Yang Liulang and Yang Qilang).

She treats Qiu Muyi (Yang Silang) as her own son and looks after him like her own child.

Mothers have this ability, they can always recognize people who are related to them by blood at a glance!

"delicious!"

After a day of military training, Yang Liulang and Yang Qilang were already starving. They fought over the food, wolfing it down, and calling it delicious.

"Mu Yi, don't be surprised, our two children are like this."

Madam Yang said this to Qiu Muyi, and then called him: "You eat too!"

"Okay, thank you, Mrs. Yang."

Qiu Muyi picked up a piece of meat (pork belly) and put it into his mouth, then said politely.

"Haha, don't be polite. They are almost done eating."

Mrs. Yang said with a smile, looking at her two sons at the same time.

"Then I'm welcome!"

As Qiu Muyi spoke, he inadvertently revealed a birthmark, which was seen clearly by She Saihua.

"Is he, is he the long lost Shiro?"

She Saihua wondered in her heart, very excited but suppressing her emotions.

"Have you finished eating?"

About ten minutes later, the three of them had finished all the food on the table.

She Saihua said this happily on the surface, but she was secretly sad in her heart.

After the three people left, she hid in her room and felt sad alone because her life was really difficult.

Thinking of her own powerlessness back then, she felt both regretful and scared.

If it was her son, she would be the same age as he is now.

The more She Saihua thought about it, the sadder she became, and she even shed tears.

"Saihua?"

Yang Ye had just returned from court and saw his wife hiding there crying. Naturally, he wanted to find out the truth.

"I am fine."

When She Saihua heard the voice, she quickly wiped away her tears.

"Ugh……"

No one knows a wife better than her husband. Yang Ye sighed deeply and then guessed the reason why She Saihua was sad.

Thinking of his own ruthlessness back then, Yang Ye could not escape blame.

"But……"

Yang Ye hesitated to speak. When it came to the choice between his country and his family, he would choose his country; when it came to the choice between collective and personal interests, he would choose personal interests.

Because their family are all loyal and brave people, the respected Yang family generals.

"Brother Yang, do you still remember our Silang?"

She Saihua finally couldn't hold back her tears and said with tears streaming down her face.

"I remember, I remember, of course I remember."

Yang Ye replied sadly and took She Saihua into his arms.

"A tough guy with a soft heart."

Sasha finally couldn't help it and sighed, maybe she envied their relationship.

“My dad is like that, too.”

Sasha thought of her father, Brown, and her master, Aaron Brown.

"I really want to see how powerful he is if I have the chance."

Wang Lun echoed this, as if he was pushing the gears of fate.

"Don't be sad. I believe his spirit in heaven will..."

At this time, Yang Ye continued to comfort his wife, but was interrupted by her.

"No, I feel like he's still alive and he's still around."

She Saihua gently pushed Yang Ye away and told him about her premonition.

"Haha, Sasha, she has a strong intuition just like you."

Wang Lun said this with a smile, seemingly praising Sasha, but it felt like a joke.

"Really."

Sasha responded, not wanting to say anything.

"A few days ago, Shichiro brought back a boy. I think his age is very similar to Shiro's."

She Saihua predicted.

"really?"

Yang Ye sat up and spoke excitedly.

"Yes, it's true."

She Saihua affirmed.

"Wait until the weekend, ask Qilang to invite him to your house, and we'll test him together."

Yang Ye said happily, even happier than She Saihua.

……

"Dad, Mom, brothers and sisters-in-law, this is my friend, Qiu Muyi!"

In the Tianbo Mansion Banquet Hall, Yang Ye and She Saihua's family sat at a large round table for dinner. They talked and laughed happily.

Yang Ye and She Saihua were grinning from ear to ear, enjoying the family happiness to the fullest.

Yang Qillang has a cheerful personality and began to introduce his good friends.

"Hello everyone, my name is Qiu Muyi."

Qiu Muyi couldn't refuse the kindness and spoke a little shyly.

"Haha, hello."

As the eldest brother, Yang Dalang was naturally hospitable. He stood up and toasted Yang Silang.

"Brother, thank you so much!"

Yang Silang stood up and responded very stiffly.

"Don't be nervous, bro."

Yang Erlang also stood up and toasted, gestured.

"Yes."

Then, Yang Sanlang, Yang Wulang, Yang Liulang and Yang Qillang all stood up and seconded the motion, speaking in unison.

"Shiro is back!"

Looking at the seven brothers standing there in a neat row, She Saihua sighed.

"what?"

Everyone was surprised and said in unison, looking at their mother in disbelief.

"Does this mother also have this ability?"

Sasha was puzzled, but also sensed the mother's ability.

"Thank you!"

Yang Silang (Qiu Muyi) sighed, perhaps many years of resentment need to be resolved here.

"Mu Yi, that is, Yang!"

She Saihua stood up, walked to Yang Silang and said excitedly.

"You are Yang Silang, Yang Yanhui!"

She Saihua spoke even more excitedly.

"You got the wrong person."

Yang Silang denied it flatly, as if he still had some resentment in his heart.

"Don't you believe it? You have a birthmark on your left hand!"

She Saihua said even more excitedly, and took his left hand.

Sure enough, Yang Silang did have a birthmark on his left hand.

"That doesn't prove anything."

Yang Silang continued to argue, seeming to have more resentment in his heart.

"Ok."

Seeing that Yang Silang still refused to admit it, Yang Liulang said calmly.

Then, he took out a sharp sword, and while Yang Silang was distracted, he cut a cut on his hand, and blood flowed down the sword.

"Shichiro!"

Yang Liulang shouted as he inserted the sword into a clean water dish that Yang Qilang had brought.

"I want some blood, too."

After saying that, Yang Qilang cut his palm with a dagger and dripped blood into it.

The two streams of blood merged together and the truth became clear.

"What is this for?"

Sasha asked with great interest, having no idea of ​​such an operation.

"A large-scale [Dripping Water Recognition]."

Wang Lun (An An of the subsystem) explained, and then added: "In ancient times, this method was generally an effective way to recognize relatives."

“You can still play like this.”

Sasha sighed, as if she thought this was actually fun.

"Don't make excuses, brother."

Yang Qillang said happily, looking more excited than anyone else.