Chapter 37 A Gambler's Father, a Love-Obsessed Mother, and a Broken Her
But she quickly cheered up and put away the sad look on her face.
She couldn't just accept her fate; otherwise, neither she nor her mother would survive.
"Chen Dahu, this workshop was left by my mother's family and has nothing to do with that scoundrel."
He mortgaged the house to you without our knowledge, and he has no right to dispose of the house.
Lan Miqian spread her arms to block the group of burly men who were trying to break into the workshop, her tone firm and her expression stubborn.
Chen Dahu's face gradually revealed impatience.
He's here to collect debts, not to settle a lawsuit.
“Little girl, it’s no use telling me all this. I don’t have that much kindness to give. All I know is that the land deed to this house is in my hands, and this house belongs to our Hongtian Society.”
"Get out of the way, don't delay me! Brothers, let's go!"
Chen Dahu glanced at Lan Miqian with a half-smile, then waved his arm and beckoned his brothers to rush into the workshop.
But Lan Miqian unexpectedly didn't stop them. She seemed stunned and in a daze.
After a few minutes, several burly men carried out a quilt, threw it on the ground, and went back inside without looking back.
The blanket trembled a few times, and after a few breaths, a head peeked out from inside.
"Mom, why did you give him the land deed? Do you know that this is our last place to stay?"
Do you remember your grandfather's last wish before he passed away?
Lan Miqian roared at the top of her lungs.
Looking at her mother, who looked haggard and full of regret, she felt utterly exhausted.
Her mother, Lan Yaran, trembled a few times before finally managing to utter a sentence.
“I didn’t expect it. He said he was just trying to make ends meet. I didn’t expect him to mortgage the house. Qianqian, Mom really didn’t know.”
As she spoke, she began to feel wronged, and tears streamed down her face.
Lan Miqian didn't say anything, but turned her head and stared straight at the luggage that had been thrown out.
If I remember correctly, this should be the fifth time. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and I started to say things without thinking.
"Can you please stop crying? Will crying solve anything? Will crying bring the house back?"
Can't you use your brain? No matter how much you cry, I won't feel sorry for you; I'll just think you're stupid!
How many times have I told you? He's lying to you, lying to you, and you haven't listened to a single word!
You love him that deeply?
Love so much that you'd hand over the vast inheritance left by your grandmother? Love so much that you'd rather live on the streets with your daughter than not send him money?
"I told you, stop fucking crying, it's such bad luck!"
As soon as she said those words, Lan Miqian regretted it.
Even if she truly never raised her, never gave her a penny, and never fulfilled her duties as a mother for a single day.
But even for the sake of her maternal grandparents, she shouldn't have said that.
After all, before they left, what they were most worried about was their daughter who was obsessed with love!
...
"Little brat, how are you?"
"Wife, the little rascal is awake."
Wei Laicheng's tone was somewhat excited. How could he not be excited? Because of this child, his and his wife's honeymoon trip was shortened by two and a half days.
Thinking about this, he couldn't help but sigh.
This child's constitution isn't very good. He was dizzy for two days after just a common fever. I don't know how his teacher's wife, brother, and sister-in-law raise their child. His immunity is too weak.
Wei Laicheng silently complained to himself.
Jiang Xixi, who was standing next to the child, saw that the child had woken up and her sleepy eyes instantly became clear.
He rushed to the bedside in two strides, asking impatiently.
"Little one, how many fingers are there?"
"Three roots, and also, I'm not stupid."
Wei Laicheng, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but cough a few times.
"Honey, my teacher's wife says this child is actually quite smart. Your question was a bit too easy. Watch me..."
"Little brat, what's one plus one?"
The child was taken aback at first, then stared at Wei Laicheng with an expression as if he were an idiot.
Jiang Xixi, standing next to her, also looked somewhat speechless. She thought you were going to cause some kind of trouble.
"My name is Liu Yujia, you can call me Xiaoyu. Thank you for saving me."
Hearing the child's clear and logical answer, Jiang Xixi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, the Koi Dew is still incredibly effective; the kid didn't go crazy.
...
"Little brat, you can't finish this candied hawthorn, give it to me."
"Sister Xixi, he stole my candied hawthorn again."
Looking at the two children with identical, aggrieved faces in front of her, Jiang Xixi fell silent, a rare occurrence for her.
"Wei Laicheng, are you a three-year-old? Why are you fighting with a child for food?"
"Yes, that's right, especially since it's a child who has just recovered from an illness. How could he bear to do that to him?"
While Jiang Xixi was talking about Wei Laicheng, Xiaoyu kept adding fuel to the fire.
"You little brat, you just wait..."
"Hmm?" Jiang Xixi's tone was ambiguous. Wei Laicheng saw that his wife was really angry, so he quickly begged for forgiveness.
"Honey, I promise I won't do it again. I just thought it wasn't good for him to eat candied hawthorns after he just recovered from his illness, so I wanted to help him out a bit."
Listening to Wei Laicheng's eloquent defense, Jiang Xixi was so angry she almost laughed.
To say this thing is a three-year-old is a gross overestimation.
Three years old is too old; it should be a baby less than a month old.
"You two shut up! I have important business to attend to. If you delay my business, hmph!" As soon as Jiang Xixi warned them, the two visibly quieted down.
However, when their eyes met, a murderous aura still emanated from them.
"Hmph! You little brat who doesn't know any rules."
"Hmph~ You immoral, bad adult."
...
Compared to HA City, the scenery in Su City is noticeably better.
However, compared to appreciating the scenery, Jiang Xixi was more interested in finding the fashion queen.
After all, if she could find this person, her next plan could be implemented smoothly.
But Suzhou is so big, where should she even begin to look?
Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Xixi's eyes lit up.
If I remember correctly, that person in her previous life seemed to have a special fondness for a small Suzhou embroidery workshop. Could she be there?
"Hello, I'd like to ask, didn't I remember this used to be a tailor shop? How come..."
Jiang Xixi was very puzzled. This was the place. She must be remembering correctly!
After hearing what Jiang Xixi said, the old woman who had been pulled aside looked very mysterious. It wasn't until Wei Laicheng took out a grain coupon from his bag that the old woman was willing to talk.
“Girl, this used to be a tailor shop. Qianqian has been doing quite well in the past two years, but she has unreliable parents. There’s nothing we can do about it!”
"That's all I can say, Auntie. If you want to make clothes, you can go to North Street. There's a tailor shop there. Although it's not as good as Qian's, it's still pretty good." The old woman ran off as soon as she finished speaking.
It's like having a dog chasing you...
Parents?
Jiang Xixi was taken aback, then her expression changed drastically as she realized something.
His father is still alive? The tailor shop has changed hands?
Based on this timeline, wasn't the event that would affect the Great Demon King's entire life happening during this period?
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