My adopted son built me a villa for the aged. After my biological parents came to talk to my son, I was confused.

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My adopted son built a villa for my old age, and my biological parents came to find relatives. After my son spoke, I was confused.

Which one can be regarded as a relative, the biological parent or the adoptive mother? I thought my adopted son missed his biological parents very much, but when his biological parents showed up, he said those words sincerely, I was still confused.

I don't think my life is good. When I was young, my face was completely scalded because I didn't pay attention to boiling water. When I looked in the mirror, I was disgusted by my scalded face. Most of the time, when I walk out the door, I can see the way other people stare at me, including disgust and fear. I also understand the reason why no one marries me. After a long time, I don't have so much resentment. I just want to have a child of my own. Then one day, I accidentally picked up a child. I thought it was a gift from God. I liked him so much that I decided to raise him.

In this way, he and I have been dependent on each other for nearly 20 years, and he can finally hold up on his own. Although life was very difficult when he was a child, I couldn't give him any good conditions after all. But even in such a difficult environment, he is still very progressive, sensible and proud. I was very proud of him. I studied and worked hard, promoted quickly, called me when I was free, and found a reliable wife. As his adoptive mother, I am very happy.

I was afraid that my ugly appearance would frighten daughter-in-law. Under my son's repeated invitation, I also refused to live with them. I was afraid of my existence and affected them. My son repeatedly failed to beat me, so he had to take out his savings and build a new house for me in my hometown. The neighbors praised me for having a filial son and a spacious and comfortable house for me. Unexpectedly, soon after the days got better, the biological parents who had forgotten my son for 20 years came to hear the news. I didn't hide the identity of my adopted son, and in fact, I found his biological parents at that time, so the adopted son knew that I was not his real mother. When he was a child, he used to cry in the dead of night. I knew I was missing my biological parents. In order to make him not sad, I pretended to know nothing.

His biological parents came to recognize his relatives, and even said that the house I lived in belonged to them of course. I didn't intend to disturb my adopted son's work and life, but his biological parents were so troublesome that they bothered me every day, so the news soon reached him. Soon, I saw my adopted son arriving at his hometown in a dusty way. He said to me seriously, "in my heart, I have only one real mother in my life, and that is you." The house is for you. It has nothing to do with them. You don't need to care about them. " When his biological parents found out, they left a little angrily. But I don't care about these, I just feel a warm current in my heart, moved and kind dispelled all my chills.