Jiang Qiaoqiao lived a glorious life, only to be killed by her own mother and adopted daughter on her fortieth birthday. Her three brothers helped dismember and bury her remains.
When she ope...
As Jiang Yongxian recalled the past, a mocking sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.
From a young age, Peng Cuiying always gave the best things in the family to him and Jiang Yong'an.
Of course, Jiang Yiran will also get a share, because Jiang Yiran is a tool for her to show that she has progressive ideas and is not like others who favor boys over girls.
The second son, however, did the most housework but received the least.
When Jiang Yongchang joined the army at the age of sixteen, he was also in college.
There were subsidies at the university, and Jiang Jiahua was generous to him, giving him twenty yuan a month for living expenses, which he could never spend.
Hearing that his second brother was having a tough time in the army, he bought him some nutritious food and sent it to him, along with ten yuan.
Who knew that after Peng Cuiying found out about this, she scolded him severely for being stupid.
He might as well send the food home for Jiang Yiran to eat, which would also earn him a good reputation in the compound.
It was sent to the second brother, who was a quiet, reserved guy, and he was all alone in the army. No matter how good his older brother was to him, no one knew, and he couldn't even earn a good reputation in return.
Peng Cuiying was shocked that Jiang Yongxian would say such a thing, and she stared at him with wide eyes, both angry and anxious.
Jiang Yongxian sneered again, "Actually, it's not just me who's an ingrate. What good do you think Jiang Yong'an and Jiang Yiran, whom you've cherished since they were little, are?"
When you lived with Jiang Yiran, did she treat you like her mother? No, the question should be, did she treat you like a human being?
And Jiang Yong'an, he hasn't mentioned you, his mother, at all since he got out."
Upon hearing this, Peng Cuiying immediately deflated, closed her eyes in anguish, and slumped down as if her soul had been ripped from her body.
Jiang Yongxian ignored her and continued, "Actually, some of the children you've given birth to are good."
Even if you are biased and have never given the second son any kindness, the second son has never shortchanged you in terms of filial piety. Before you got married, he sent you a third of his money every month, and even now he has never shortchanged you by thirty yuan every month.
Yang Qiaoqiao is actually not bad either. She's been back for two years and treats you like a goddess.
"You're just foolish; you don't know who's truly good, and you've disappointed them."
Two lines of tears of regret streamed down Peng Cuiying's face.
She always thought her second son was a quiet, reserved person who wasn't close to her.
Furthermore, the second son didn't even say goodbye to them before signing up to join the army.
She felt that the second son was headstrong and cold-hearted, and that she would definitely not be able to rely on him in the future, so she only wanted to support the eldest and third sons.
As for Qiaoqiao, she never really liked her daughter, but after years of playing the role of a loving mother and filial daughter with Jiang Yiran, she still had some feelings for her.
He had absolutely no feelings for Yang Qiaoqiao.
So even though Yang Qiaoqiao served her well during those two years at the Jiang family's house, she still looked down on her, thinking that she was just a country girl and couldn't be considered respectable.
He only ever treated her like a servant.
Now that Jiang Yongxian has said that, she has figured it out herself.
In the process of raising children, only the two she disliked the most never caused her any trouble and were genuinely filial to her.
"Hahahaha..." Peng Cuiying's tears flowed as she suddenly burst into wild laughter.
Jiang Yongxian was unmoved by her appearance.
Instead, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, you raised me to be like this. All the things I've done are your responsibility!"
"If you don't help me this time, even if I die, I'll haunt you every day. I won't let you get away with it!"
Peng Cuiying opened her eyes, which were red with regret or anger, and looked at Jiang Yongxian.
Before she could speak, the door to the guard cell opened.
Captain Chen walked in, his sharp, slightly roguish gaze landing on Jiang Yongxian.
Then, he handed a report directly to Jiang Yongxian, saying, "Jiang Yongxian, take a look. Is this the account of how you murdered Wang Xue? If there are no problems, just sign it!"
Jiang Yongxian looked at the report, which clearly recorded how he bribed a small truck driver who owed gambling debts to run over and kill Wang Xue, and then took Wang Xue to the outskirts of the city to bury her.
He looked at Officer Chen in disbelief, "Officer Chen, you..."
He had just hinted that he should persuade Peng Cuiying to take the blame for him.
Before Jiang Yongxian could even ask the question, he suddenly understood.
Chen Qiang implied to him that locking him up with Peng Cuiying was all a trick to swindle him.
Even the junior policeman's claim that the He family called to demand his release was a bluff!
Holding the report detailing his crimes, Jiang Yongxian collapsed to the ground.
It's all over, it's all over!
This is really all over!
However, at that moment, Peng Cuiying rushed over, snatched the report from his hand, and tore it up completely.
He then said to the police, "Officers, you've got the wrong person. It wasn't my son who bribed the murderer to kill Wang Xue, it was me!"
Wang Xue, a country girl, is lucky to have caught the eye of my son.
She doesn't know how to cherish me. Not only is she disrespectful to me, her old mother-in-law, but she also treats me like a servant, ordering me around and asking my son for money to gamble all the time.
Does she think my son's money falls from the sky? I just can't stand her attitude, I want to kill her!
Even the desperate Jiang Yongxian couldn't help but look at Peng Cuiying in shock.
He never expected that even at this point, Peng Cuiying would still be willing to take the blame for him and die in his place.
Hope rekindled in Jiang Yongxian's eyes, and he quickly grabbed the police officer and said, "Captain Chen, you heard that, my mother did everything that happened to Wang Xue, I really didn't know anything about it!"
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