Niu Dali looked at Sun Xiaoliu with disdain and showed a signature smile and said, "Can I not only prove whether Xiu'er is Sun Xiaoliu's biological daughter, but also prove whose daughter Xiu'er is?"

"Dali, are you saying true?" Widow Sun couldn't believe it.

Xiu'er held Widow Sun's hand tightly. Widow Sun looked at her nervous daughter and felt sad.

Although she used to keep explaining to people around her that Xiu'er was the child of her ex-husband, those who believed her would rather believe her unfaithfulness than believe her words, it was not because Xiu'er was already terminally ill at that time.

The husband's family does not admit that Xiu'er is the granddaughter of the grandfather. The children in the village always scold Xiu'er for being wild and throw them into stones. Although Xiu'er didn't tell her, she knew in her heart that sometimes those children bullied Xiu'er too ruthlessly, and she would take Xiu'er to settle the score with the children's family.

But even if she protects Xiu'er, Xiu'er became more and more silent, and from a smiling child, she even remembers Xiu'er once asked her if she was a wild breeder.

She cried on the spot, hugged Xiu'er tightly and told her that she was not a bastard, she was not a bastard.

But no matter what she said, she knew that Xiu'er didn't believe her.

Now, Dali said that he had a way to prove who Xiu'er is, how could Xiu'er not be nervous? In fact, it was not only Xiu'er, but also she was extremely nervous.

She was sure that Xiu'er must be the flesh and blood of her ex-husband, but she was afraid that Dali would not prove who Xiu'er was, and in the end she would be a joy.

In fact, it was not only Widow Sun who couldn't believe it. Even the villagers around him looked disbelief. In addition to comparing whether the father and son have similarities, there is no other way to prove whether the father and son are related.

"I'm like the kind of person who speaks big talk?" Niu Dali scratched his head and smiled honestly at Widow Sun.

Widow Sun naturally knew that Dali was not the kind of person who exaggerated casually, and a hint of hope rose in her heart.

The villagers around looked at each other, but they didn't believe Niu Dali's words, but Niu Dali's words were so unbelievable.

Wang Qingyang hurriedly said, "Dali, what method do you want to prove that Xiu'er is not Sun Xiaoliu's biological daughter?"

"My method is called "Dripping Blood to recognize relatives." Niu Dali said.

Sun Xiaoliu sneered, "I haven't heard it before."

Wang Qingyang ignored Sun Xiaoliu's words, frowned, and asked, "What is the recognition of his relatives after he dripping blood?"

"It is to use a bowl of clear water to let parents and children drop a small drop of blood in that bowl of clear water. If the blood of the child and the blood of the parents are dissolved together, then it will be said that the two of them are born to the parents!" Niu Dali scratched his head and said with a silly smile.

"I don't know why, but Xianglan told me that when she was a maid in the past, the owner of the family determined whether the children in the family were biological. What it said was that blood is thicker than water, and it is hard to give up the affection of flesh and blood."

Before the villagers could ask, Niu Dali gave the explanation. They all knew that Li Xianglan had worked as a maid in a high-ranking official family, but this bloody kiss was really effective?

"What a saying is that blood is thicker than water, and it is hard to let go of family affection!" Clan Chief Sun murmured. He was a scholar, so he naturally understood the truth, and actually felt that what Niu Dali said was somewhat reasonable.

Moreover, Niu Dali also explained that this is a secret method used by a high-ranking official to determine whether the child at home is born.

Wang Qingyang looked at Niu Dali with ulterior motives, his heart was as clear as a mirror, and what he thought was different from others.

It is true that Li Xianglan once worked as a maid in a family of dignitaries. It is reasonable for those dignitaries to have some secret method to determine whether the child is biological. However, such secret methods are generally secrets that are not passed on. How could Li Xianglan, a maid who serves a lady, know the secret of the master's family?

But Niu Dali used Li Xianglan as an excuse, and he did not expose it. He knew without asking that the so-called method of recognizing relatives must have been told by a master, and the only one who could be related to Niu Dali was the old Taoist priest who wanted to accept Niu Dali more than ten years ago.

Thinking of this, Wang Qingyang's eyes lit up.

"Bah, what blood is thicker than water, what kind of affection is hard to let go of? This is what you said alone, who believes it!" Sun Xiaoliu said without believing it.

"I think this is feasible!" But at this moment, Doctor Li from the village walked out of the crowd, stroked his beard, his eyes lit up, and said, "Everything for children is given by his parents, which is not true for the words "Sisters are both loyal and brave, and brothers are both flesh and blood."

Some villagers around agreed and nodded, but some did not believe that a bowl of the child could be determined whether the child was born.

"Don't believe it either. Why don't we try it and see if this method of recognizing relatives is effective?" Niu Dali glanced at Sun Xiaoli and said.

In ancient times, when the technology level was extremely low, if you wanted to prove whether parents and children had a relationship, you could only rely on the simple method of recognizing your relatives by dropping blood. Moreover, this method is extremely uncertain, and even the blood of biological father and son may not be able to dissolve.

But this is not a problem for him. With him, he can separate their blood and blood, regardless of whether it is related or not.

"This is good!" Wang Qingyang and Clan Chief Sun echoed.

If you want to block Youyou’s mouth, you can only speak with facts.

Grandmaster Sun asked someone to get a bowl of water, but it would be difficult for anyone to try to recognize his relatives by bleeding. No villager was willing to take his children to be the first to be the first to be a successful person.

Even if the clan leader Sun called out, the villagers hesitated and refused because of physical discomfort, which made the clan leader quite helpless.

No one came up to try this drop of blood to recognize relatives, so how could he know if this method is useful?

Suddenly, a silence fell into a silence.

Clan Chief Sun was a little unnatural. Just as he was thinking about which tribe member to come up, He Qianhu suddenly led the seven children of the He family out.

"Let me come first!"

Seeing He Qianhu's family, Clan Chief Sun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Niu Dali knew that He Qianhu would come out, and he wanted to help him more. He was moved, but then he thought about something and walked forward and said, "I think I proposed this method of recognizing my relatives with blood. Let me get this bowl of water."

"Yeah!" Clan Chief Sun didn't think too much and said softly.

Niu Dali took the handed water and smiled at He Qianhu, "Brother He, you and a child will just drop a drop of blood into the bowl."

"A small drop is done!" he reminded.

Since it was the first time that He Qianhu and his son had blood to recognize each other, they didn't know how to operate it at all. It was Niu Dali who gave advice and dripped two drops of blood into the bowl.

Niu Dali held a bowl in his hand and faced the villagers.

For a moment, all the villagers calmed down and focused their eyes on the bowl of water. The entire Sun Clan Ancestral Hall suddenly fell into a silence like a dead silence.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"It's melted! It's melted!"

Suddenly, a scream came out.
Chapter completed!