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"Wen Qing, you just wait!" Liang Wenhua said through gritted teeth.

Wen Qing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be waiting."

Liang Wenhua got up from the ground and left.

Ji Ningzhi followed up: "Mom."

Wen Qing slowly sipped his tea.

Master Yan said from the side, "I have never seen such a shameless person."

Wen Qing asked with a smile, "Have you seen them now?"

"Yes, I've seen her." Master Yan asked worriedly, "Will she come again?"

"Yes," Wen Qing said firmly.

"meeting?"

“Yes, they will come begging to me.” Wen Qing stopped dwelling on the matter and said instead, “Master Yan, hurry up and finish the spring clothes. In a few days, we will be able to send them to Fucheng.”

"Okay," Master Yan replied.

Wen Qing sipped her tea while watching Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi's retreating figures, then turned and went into the backyard.

Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi were angry, ashamed, and resentful.

What angered me was Wen Qing's attitude. (180)

What's shameful is Wen Qing's behavior.

What I hate is that Wen Qing had such an attitude and such behavior!

In short, the more I think about it, the angrier I get, but I have nowhere to vent, so I can only bottle it up.

"Mom, what should we do?" Ji Ningzhi said, "Wen Qing is unwilling to help my brother."

"I won't beg her!" Liang Wenhua said angrily. "I just don't believe that our family can't get by without her!"

“But, 100,000 yuan…” Ji Ningzhi hesitated.

"It's just 100,000 yuan!" Liang Wenhua said defiantly, then walked home with his head held high.

Just as he reached his doorstep, he saw a man with a black leather bag tucked under his arm talking to Ji Yousheng.

Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi were taken aback.

"Mom, are they debt collectors?" Ji Ningzhi said.

Then the man said, "I'm having a hard time too, so please help me out."

"Yes, yes, yes," Ji Yousheng said with a forced smile, "We will definitely be on time."

Seeing this, Liang Wenhua's anger, which had been suppressed in his chest, suddenly erupted. He took a few steps forward and said, "If we can help you, who can help us?"

The man was taken aback.

Ji Yousheng turned his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

Liang Wenhua said angrily, "What am I doing? When my son was rich and powerful, everyone was calling him brother. Now that my son's company has run into some trouble, they all rush over like they've been reincarnated. It's just a few thousand dollars, right? They come to my door every day asking for it. How can they be so shameless?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ji Yousheng raised his voice.

The man looked at Liang Wenhua in disbelief and asked, "Are you Ji Yanjun's mother?"

"It's me! Let me tell you, my son is not short of money!" Liang Wenhua exclaimed forcefully, his anger flaring.

The man said calmly, "Ji Yanjun can't believe he has a mother like you."

"What do you mean?" Liang Wenhua felt insulted and immediately retorted, "I didn't expect Yanjun to know someone like you, taking advantage of our family's misfortune!"

Men are not good-tempered. Liang Wenhua's words about "reincarnation" and "how dare you" had already angered him. Now, with the words "taking advantage of someone's misfortune," does he mean he has no intention of repaying his debt?

The man immediately took off the black leather bag from under his arm, opened it, and pulled out a mobile phone with a stern face.

"Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue!" Ji Yousheng called out in a panic.

Liang Wenhua asked, "What are you doing? Who are you going to call?"

The man tucked the black leather bag back under his arm, gripped the mobile phone in one hand, and tapped numbers with the other: "Call Ji Yanjun!"

"Why did you call Yanjun?" Liang Wenhua asked.

Ji Yousheng panicked: "Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue, we were just talking, why did you call Yanjun again?"

"Let him hit me! I have no money, but you can take my life!" Liang Wenhua shouted.

"Get out of my way!" Ji Yousheng shoved Liang Wenhua aside.

"Mom." Ji Ningzhi quickly went to help her up.

"Ji Yousheng! How dare you dump me!" Liang Wenhua screamed!

Ji Yousheng completely ignored her.

At this moment, the man's phone call went through: "Yanjun, this is Yue Hui, the owner of the cargo that your men overturned."

Cargo owner?

Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi were stunned.

Then Yue Hui's displeased voice was heard: "I went to your company this morning but couldn't find you. I've always admired you and was worried that you might be anxious about 100,000 yuan, so I came to your house to give you a few more days. I just met your mother, and from what she said, it seems that your family doesn't lack 100,000 or 200,000 yuan."

"No, no, Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue..." Ji Yousheng tried to say something, but couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi stared blankly at Yue Hui.

Yue Hui was furious and didn't give Ji Yanjun a chance to speak. He said firmly, "It seems I was born at the wrong time, which is why you all look down on me."

Liang Wenhua's face immediately burned.

Ji Ningzhi was at a loss for what to do.

Ji Yousheng couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Suddenly, Yue Hui's face turned even colder, his voice devoid of emotion: "Since your family is not short of money, then I won't be polite. Please be sure to prepare 150,000 yuan in three days and come to my company to compensate for the losses of this transportation accident. Three days, including today. Brother Ji, please understand that I am poor and need the money urgently. I don't want your car. If I don't see the money in three days, we'll see each other in court!"

See you in court? You want to see her son in court?

Liang Wenhua felt dizzy and her legs went weak. Ji Ningzhi quickly hugged her, crying, "Mom, Mom, Mom..."

“Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue…” Ji Yousheng hurriedly said, “Didn’t we just agree that it would take half a month? How come you said three days? Yanjun can’t even sell a car in three days.”

"Your family is rich!" Yue Hui put his mobile phone into his black leather bag, zipped it up, and turned to leave with a dark face.

Anyone would be furious in this situation. Yue Hui came over with good intentions, wanting to give Ji Yanjun a break out of his admiration for him. After all, no one would want such a thing to happen to their subordinates, especially since Ji Yanjun is still very young and this is nothing to worry about.

He never expected that his good intentions would be met with sarcastic remarks from Ji Yanjun's mother. It's no wonder that his kindness was taken for granted. And she even used the phrase "reincarnated twice" to describe him. Businessmen hate nothing more than having bad luck.

Yue Hui grew angrier the more he thought about it.

“Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue…” Ji Yousheng explained to Yue Hui, “Yanjun’s mother speaks frankly, please don’t mind her.”

Yue Hui said, "I'm not angry. Why would I be angry? Just give me the money in three days!"

With that, Yue Hui got into the car and drove off without a care in the world.

Ji Yousheng stood blankly at the courtyard gate for a long time before finally slumping into the yard, muttering as he went, "It's over, it's over, it's all over... This is the real deal, it's all over..."

"Dad." Ji Ningzhi had just called out when she heard Ji Yousheng finish speaking, and she froze instantly, staring straight at Ji Yousheng.

Liang Wenhua, her face deathly pale, looked at Ji Yousheng and asked, "Yousheng, how is it?"

Ji Yousheng pointed at Liang Wenhua, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "You, you, the only right thing you did in your life was to have a good son. He provided you with food and clothing and trusted you, but you forcibly separated him from Wen Qing, and now you've personally sent him to jail, sent him to jail!!"

Ji Yousheng shouted the last sentence.

Liang Wenhua was stunned, as if she had lost her breath. She stared at Ji Yousheng, her gaze unfocused: "How...how...how could it be so serious..."

"Try it if you don't believe me!" Ji Yousheng said sternly.

Ji Ningzhi was completely terrified, her eyes reddening and tears streaming down her face: "Dad, it can't be like this, brother, it wasn't brother driving, it wasn't brother..."

"Is the person lying in the hospital bed your brother's subordinate? Is the car registered in your brother's name? Is the company registered in your brother's name? Do you think he can escape?" Ji Yousheng questioned repeatedly.

Ji Ningzhi immediately covered her face and began to sob.

Liang Wenhua was so frightened that she couldn't even cry.

Ji Yousheng turned and left the courtyard. He was going to the factory to borrow some money if he could.

It's obvious that Yue Hui is a man of his word, and it's all because... sigh! Ji Yousheng sighed and walked towards the factory.

But the factory leaders weren't there, so he came back.

Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi sat in the main room, lost in thought.

Upon seeing Ji Yousheng return, both of them looked up.

Ji Yousheng looked worried and remained silent.

Just then, the sound of a car came from outside the courtyard. The three of them were startled and looked out of the courtyard.

Ji Yanjun pushed open the gate and walked out of the courtyard.

"Yanjun".

"elder brother."

The family of three called out urgently.

Wearing an overcoat, Ji Yanjun, despite his fatigue and thinness, still looked very handsome—the kind of handsome that Wen Qing would fall in love with at first sight.

"Dad, Yue Hui is gone?" Ji Yanjun asked.

Ji Yousheng nodded guiltily.

Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi lowered their heads.

Ji Yanjun didn't say anything more and went straight into the main room. He found a stool and sat down. Ji Ningzhi, unusually well-behaved, took a water bottle from the side table, poured a teacup of hot water for Ji Yanjun, and handed it to him.

Ji Yanjun took it, but didn't drink it. He placed it on the small table next to him and then asked, "Did you all hear what Yue Hui said?"

Ji Yousheng, Liang Wenhua, and Ji Ningzhi remained silent.

After a moment, Ji Ningzhi asked timidly, "Brother, will you go to jail?"

“It might be, it might be my company.” Ji Yanjun looked up at the beams of the main room and said, “Including the houses here, all of them will be included as compensation.”

Liang Wenhua was provoked.

Ji Yousheng lowered his head. He had no share in the house; it was all built by Ji Yanjun with his own hard-earned money. In recent years, Ji Yanjun had earned a lot of money, but he had spent it all on the family, so he didn't have much savings.

At this moment, Ji Yanjun asked, "Mom, how much money do we have left?"

Liang Wenhua paused for a moment and said, "About five hundred yuan."

Five hundred yuan? Ji Ningzhi was stunned. She had to spend one hundred yuan every time school started, and her family only had five hundred yuan! What she didn't know was that Liang Wenhua had lost one hundred yuan playing mahjong a couple of days ago.

"How come it's only five hundred yuan?" Ji Yousheng asked in surprise.

Liang Wenhua kept her head down.

Ji Yanjun smiled. If it weren't for this incident, he wouldn't have known how terrible his home, his family, and he himself were. The life he once thought was glamorous was actually riddled with holes inside.

"Just leave it there," Ji Yanjun said. "Don't spend it. Maybe in a few days we'll have nothing left—the house, the car, everything. Or maybe I won't be able to earn money anymore. You guys need to be careful."

Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi fell silent for a moment.

Ji Yousheng asked, "Yanjun, can't we discuss this with Mr. Yue again?"

“Yue Hui has gotten this far because he’s a man of his word. There’s no room for negotiation.” Ji Yanjun paused for a moment and then added quietly, “Not everyone is like Wen Qing, who could tolerate my family just because he once liked me.”

Liang Wenhua was taken aback.

Ji Ningzhi silently shed tears because "there is no room for negotiation."

"Then what should we do?" Ji Yousheng asked.

Ji Yanjun paused for a moment and said, "Three days is too short. Not only will the car not fetch a good price, but no one will buy it either. After all, a car is not a cheap item."

"That……"

Ji Yanjun took out a cigarette, lit it for the first time in front of his family, and put it in his mouth to smoke.

Liang Wenhua felt a pang of heartache upon seeing this.

Ji Ningzhi was still crying.

Ji Yousheng kept his head down.

After taking a couple of puffs, Ji Yanjun said, "Let's pack up our things. We might have to move out of here in three days, and this place might become someone else's home."

Ji Ningzhi finally burst into loud sobs: "I don't want to go anywhere, this is my home, I'm not going anywhere."

Ji Yanjun felt a surge of irritation. He threw his cigarette on the ground, stomped it out, picked up the butt, threw it into the trash can behind the door, stood up, and walked outside.

"Yanjun".

"elder brother!"

The three of them shouted at the same time.

Ji Yanjun turned around and said, "I'll try to think of something, but I don't think there's much hope. You all pack your things and let's think positively and prepare for the worst. At worst, I can start over. I might not be as rich as I am now, but I won't starve."

Liang Wenhua realized that the situation was beyond saving and finally couldn't help but cry.

"What are you crying for? What's there to cry about? So what if life is a little tougher?!" Ji Yousheng scolded.

Ji Yanjun didn't comfort anyone. He went out of the courtyard, opened the car door, started the car, and drove straight to Fengqing Garment Factory. He slowly parked the car on the side of the road, sat quietly in the car, and looked out at Fengqing Garment Factory.

Just then, Wen Qing was standing at the door, instructing one of the tailors.

Today she was wearing a khaki wool coat with slightly short sleeves, revealing her slender arms covered by a white sweater. Her face was fair, and her gaze was focused, making her exceptionally beautiful.

"All they care about is beauty, they're not even afraid of the cold," Ji Yanjun muttered to himself, a bitter feeling rising in his heart.

It seems he never told her the truth. She loved making clothes, then wearing them and asking, "Yanjun, do I look good?"

He was clearly very good-looking, but he always replied, "It's alright."

"Is 'okay' good-looking or bad-looking?"

"good."

Ji Yanjun gazed quietly at Wen Qing, thinking about the past. As he thought, his head began to ache. He leaned back in his car seat, closed his eyes, and rested for a while before starting the car.

At the same time, Wen Qing said to a tailor, "Use the finest thread, cross it twice, make sure to cross it twice, don't try to save time."

"Yes, young master, I understand," the tailor replied.

Wen Qing stayed at Fengqing Garment Factory for a while longer. After looking around and finding that there was nothing she needed to handle and that the Ji family would not be coming again, she told Master Yan, "If anything happens, call me."

Okay, I understand.

Wen Qing smiled and pushed her bicycle home.

Wen Qing was happy to have some peace and quiet while reading in her room until evening, when Shi Lei called.

When Wen Qing answered the phone, she was somewhat surprised and asked, "Why are you calling?"

Shi Lei smiled and said, "I... I just wanted to ask how your reading is going?"

"fine."

"If you don't know, you can ask me."

"Okay, I understand," Wen Qing said with a smile.

Shi Lei asked Wen Qing about her situation at home, and Wen Qing answered him one by one before saying, "Phone calls are quite expensive, let's talk when we meet."

"Okay, when are you going to school?"

"Yesterday afternoon."

"Okay, I'll come find you then."

Wen Qing quickly said, "No, I have some things to do in the county town, so I'll be there quite late. You go first, and we'll meet again when we get to Nanzhou."

"That's okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qing was thinking about what she "still had some things to do in the county town." She had already learned about Ji Yanjun's company.

She remembered that in her previous life, Ji Yanjun had a smooth and successful life, and Da Wu had never encountered any trouble. But in this life, trouble had struck. Wen Qing thought about it and realized that perhaps her rebirth had disrupted the affairs of this world.

However, no matter what, she really didn't want to help the Ji family.

The Ji family home was plunged into darkness. In the past, Ji Ningzhi would turn on the light bulbs early, sit in bed with a radio, and listen to the broadcast, but not today.

The family of three sat blankly in the main room, while all the other rooms were pitch black.

After a long while, Ji Yousheng finally got up and said, "Let's cook. Yanjun might come back for dinner later."

Liang Wenhua did not move.

Ji Ningzhi didn't move either.

Ji Yousheng went straight into the kitchen, turned on the light, and started cooking.

The meal was prepared, but no one ate it, and Ji Yanjun did not return.

Ji Yanjun did not return by the next morning. Liang Wenhua was anxious. After breakfast, she went to the street to wait, but Ji Yanjun still did not appear. Instead, she heard people passing by the grain station talking about her family's affairs.

"It's this Ji family. Their truck overturned into our ditch. The people were pulled out immediately, but the truck was gone."

"How is he?"

"I heard he's still in the hospital, and it'll cost a fortune. If he runs out of money, he could die!"

"What about that truckload of goods?"

"The Ji family is losing money. I heard it's all valuable stuff, worth tens of thousands."

"Ah! So much! I couldn't earn this much in ten lifetimes. Can the Ji family afford to pay for it?"

"Even if we can't afford it, we have to pay. We'll sell everything we own to pay. Trying to renege? If someone sues us, Ji Yanjun will go to jail!"

Regardless of whether the last sentence was true or false, or whether there was any factual basis for it, it sent a chill down Liang Wenhua's spine. Should he sell everything he owned to pay compensation? Should Yanjun go to jail?

Liang Wenhua swayed and staggered back home. As soon as she sat down in the main room, she heard a slight noise coming from the bedroom. It was Ji Yousheng packing up the house. He was preparing to move out of here. Besides the company, he would have to give up this house as well.

She had lived in this house for several years. This bungalow, this cement floor, this yard that looked much more upscale than other people's houses, was the best place she had ever lived in her life. How could she give it to someone else?

Liang Wenhua suddenly stood up, rushed into the room, grabbed the sack from Ji Yousheng's hand, and threw it on the ground: "I won't move it, I'd rather die here!"

Ji Yousheng looked at Liang Wenhua and said, "I think you don't want to die, you want your son to die."

Liang Wenhua's whole body trembled.

She wants her son to die? No, she doesn't want him to die at all. She wants her son to live a good life.

Meanwhile, Ji Yanjun was picking up Gangzi from Nanzhou Railway Station and taking him to the company in Nanzhou.

Gangzi saw the truck parked in the company yard and asked, "Didn't find a buyer?"

Ji Yanjun nodded: "They're not easy to find."

"Then keep looking!"

"It's too late," Ji Yanjun said.

"Why? Isn't there still half a month left?" Gangzi asked.

Ji Yanjun smiled, a smile tinged with helplessness, and then said, "Yue Hui came to my house yesterday, intending to give me a few more days, but he ran into my mother."

Gangzi rubbed his forehead: "Did your mother scold Yue Hui?"

"Um."

Gangzi let out a sigh of relief. He had always known that Liang Wenhua was a rather...unreasonable person, but she was genuinely good to Ji Yanjun and to him. As Ji Yanjun's brother, he certainly couldn't say anything bad about Liang Wenhua.

"And then?" Gangzi asked.

"Then, Yue Hui got angry and set a deadline of three days, which is tomorrow, or else see you in court."

"Damn it!" Gangzi cursed.

Ji Yanjun smiled, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and handed it to Gangzi, then put one in his own mouth and said, "Actually, this is quite good."

"What's good about it?" Gangzi asked, taking the cigarette.

"No, that's not true. I didn't know I was in such a bad state, not to mention my mom, Ningzhi, and Qingqing..."

Before Ji Yanjun could finish speaking, the phone in the room rang.

Ji Yanjun said, "I'll go pick it up."

"Okay." Gangzi responded, trying to think of a solution. He turned around and saw Ji Yanjun come out of the room looking flustered, saying, "Get in the car!"

Gangzi got into the car quickly and asked, "What's wrong with Yanjun?"

Ji Yanjun said with a stern face, "My mother went to Shuiwan Village."

What are we going to Shuiwan Village for?

"Find Wen Qing!"

"What do you want with Wen Qing?"

"I don't know either." Ji Yanjun quickly turned the steering wheel, turned the car around, and sped out of the yard.

Meanwhile, Liang Wenhua had arrived at the entrance of Shuiwan Village on her bicycle. She had been to Shuiwan Village before, when Wen Qing's second uncle was buried, so she knew the way, but she had forgotten where Wen Qing's house was.

When Uncle Wenqing was buried, the entire Shuiwan Village consisted of thatched huts, not even a single tiled house. Now, more than one family in Shuiwan Village has a tiled house, and the village has even built a straight cement road.

Liang Wenhua pushed his bicycle toward Shuiwan Village.

A group of children were playing with a pickup truck on the cement road, having a great time.

"Little student," Liang Wenhua asked one of the children, "Do you know where Wen Qing lives?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted, "Pengpeng, Pengpeng, someone is looking for your older sister!"

"Who's looking for my older sister?" Wen Peng emerged from the group of children. He had seen Liang Wenhua before, but he didn't remember what she looked like, let alone know that she was Ji Yanjun's mother.

But Liang Wenhua recognized Wen Peng, a short and dark-skinned rural boy whom she had never liked: "I'm looking for your older sister."

"What do you want with my older sister?" Wen Peng asked. "Is she looking to buy shoes?"

Liang Wenhua nodded in agreement.

Wen Peng said enthusiastically, "Then I'll take you there."

"good."

Wen Peng ran ahead, with Liang Wenhua following behind.

"Big sister, big sister! Someone's come to buy shoes! Big sister!" Wen Peng shouted as he ran into the yard.

The shouts brought Yao Shiling and Wen Qing out of their rooms.

"Big sister, she's here to buy shoes." Wen Peng, preoccupied with playing, said and ran off.

Wen Qing and Yao Shiling were slightly taken aback.

Wen Qing immediately frowned.

Out of consideration for guests, Yao Shiling invited Liang Wenhua in.

Liang Wenhua chuckled and said thank you, then parked his bicycle in the yard. His gaze couldn't help but sweep over Wen Qing's house. Wen Qing's house already had four or five tiled rooms. In the center of the main room was a black and white television, and next to the television was a radio.

It seems Wen Qing has really made a lot of money.

Yao Shiling went to pour water for Liang Wenhua, and just as her hand touched the water bottle on the table, she heard Wen Qing say, "Mom, don't pour her water, she won't drink it."

Liang Wenhua was taken aback.

Yao Shiling turned her head: "Wen Qing, why are you talking like that?"

Wen Qing never let Yao Shiling know about Liang Wenhua's awfulness, because Yao Shiling would worry about her. So when she talked about her conflicts with the Ji family, she always downplayed them.

But this time, Liang Wenhua came knocking on their door.

"Mom, why don't you take the radio to my room and listen to some storytelling?" Wen Qing said.

Yao Shiling was still holding the white tea mug, about to pour water, when she heard Wen Qing call out again, "Mom."

Yao Shiling put down her teacup and said, "Alright, I'll go to your room." Yao Shiling grabbed the radio and went into Wen Qing's room without inviting Liang Wenhua.

After Yao Shiling left, only Wen Qing and Yao Shiling remained in the main room.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" Wen Qing asked.

Liang Wenhua completely lost his usual arrogance and spoke in an unusually gentle tone: "Wen Qing, I was wrong before."

Wen Qing chuckled inwardly. The apology was so insincere. However, Wen Qing didn't call her out on it. Instead, she stared straight at her.

“I want to apologize to you,” Liang Wenhua said again.

Wen Qing smiled and said, "Stop acting, can you get to the point?"

Liang Wenhua was quite embarrassed by Wen Qing's actions. Fortunately, there was no one else around, so Liang Wenhua said, "I would like to borrow 100,000 yuan from you on behalf of Yanjun."

Wen Qing smiled and said, "I won't lend it."

"you……"

"What's wrong with me? Don't I have control over my own money?"

Liang Wenhua's mind raced through images of her son's distress, how her relatives and friends were distancing themselves from her, Yue Hui's threat to see her in court, and Ji Yousheng packing his bags. She was completely exasperated: "Can you bear to see Yanjun suffer? If Yanjun can't repay this money, he might go to jail!"

"Ji Yanjun? Who is Ji Yanjun?" Wen Qing asked back, "Do I know him? How did we meet?"

Liang Wenhua clenched his fists: "Ji Yanjun was saved by your second uncle with his life."

"So what?" Wen Qing's expression changed immediately upon mentioning her second uncle. She asked, "Do you still remember that my second uncle saved Ji Yanjun's life? And then what? My second uncle saved Ji Yanjun's life, and in return, your Ji family looks down on my Wen family, makes all sorts of false accusations against me, Feng Qing, and throws all kinds of mud at me, Wen Qing. Liang Wenhua, I want to ask you, did my second uncle save your son's life and create enmity? Just because my second uncle saved your son's life, do I have to give your family 100,000 yuan to save your family? Am I being a slut?" Wen Qing questioned loudly.

This startled Liang Wenhua.

"Get out!" Wen Qing said, pointing to the door.

Liang Wenhua stared intently at Wen Qing and asked, "Are you really unwilling to lend money to Yan Jun?"

"right."

I'm begging you.

Wen Qing: "Hehe."

"I beg you." As soon as Liang Wenhua finished speaking, he knelt down in front of Wen Qing with a "thump". Wen Qing was stunned. At the same time, Ji Yanjun and Gangzi rushed into Wen Qing's yard.

"mom!"

"Aunt."

After the two shouted, they were shocked to see Liang Wenhua kneeling in front of Wen Qing.

Yao Shiling followed her out and saw the same scene. She froze, then whispered, "Wen Qing..."

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