"Whose letter is this?"

While asking, Jiang Wanying picked it up and looked at it. The handwriting on it was very sloppy. Jiang Wanying had a headache. She couldn't understand the crooked words and had to guess.

[Have you forgotten me?]

Jiang Wanying slapped her head and said, "Oh, right, you can translate! Come on, quickly translate for me what these ghost fighting words mean."

Although the president was reluctant to admit that he had put it behind him, he was smart enough not to find fault with it at this time.

Soon, with the help of the system, Jiang Wanying understood the contents of the letter.

It turned out that the letter was sent by Wei's father.

Half a month ago, the old man informed his son who lived far away in Kyoto of the news of his granddaughter's upcoming wedding.

It's just that he feels that as a father, he cannot be absent from his daughter's wedding, otherwise he will be looked down upon by her in-laws. It's not like the father is dead.

And he hadn't been here for a long time. In the early days, he would send money every month. Gradually, as the two children grew up, the money he sent became less and less, and later he only sent letters.

The letters I sent were all just a few words and perfunctory.

But in today's letter, he said that he would not come, and that he had remarried and had a new family. He also said that if there was nothing else he needed in the future, he should not write to him anymore and should not disturb his life anymore.

Although Weiwei rarely mentioned her father on weekdays, she must have missed him in her heart, otherwise why would she cry so sadly.

After reading this, Jiang Wanying felt a little heartbroken. How could there be such a cruel father in the world? After his wife passed away, he abandoned his young children and went away.

Apart from giving them money, he never gave them any fatherly love.

Weiwei and Huhu were both raised by Grandpa Hu, who was truly like a father, mother, and grandfather to them.

Jiang Wanying put the letter back where it was, took Xiaowei's hand, and asked earnestly, "Has your grandfather read this letter?"

Wei shook her head, her voice choked with sobs. "No, it was given to me by Uncle Wang from the village in the evening. I took it away before Grandpa had a chance to look at it."

"You don't have to hide this letter from your grandfather." Children may not be qualified to scold their parents, but as a father, Grandpa is fully qualified to do so.

Wei bit her lip, tears streaming down her face like a broken pearl necklace, unable to stop. "My grandfather's health is not as good as before, and I'm worried he won't be able to handle it after reading the letter. Besides, today is the day of my wedding with Brother Chuan, and I don't want to affect Tian..."

Jiang Wanying could understand her concerns. It was indeed not a good time to give the letter to the old man.

"Then wait until the wedding is over, then show it to Grandpa and see what his attitude is." Jiang Wanying helped her fold the letter neatly and put it in the envelope.

"What about you? Do you want to ask your father for an explanation?"

Jiang Wanying asked her, and as long as she asked, she would accompany her even to the ends of the earth.

Some parents are like this. When they give birth to their children, they don't ask their children whether they are willing to come into this world. After they selfishly give their children up, they fail to fulfill their responsibilities. Isn't this harming the children?

Weiwei lost her mother when she was young. Many children in the village laughed at her and bullied her for not having a mother. Her childhood was already difficult, but her father could do such a thing!