"What?" The incoherent words confused Song Qingping.
"I suspect that after Sister-in-law died, Sister-in-law's twin sister assumed her identity and has been living in our home."
With such a large amount of information, Song Qingping's brain capacity was not enough.
"Wait, wait, wait..." She closed her eyes and pressed her forehead, and spoke after a while, "What do you mean, who died? Was it my sister-in-law!?"
This era is not like the later generations, where the plots of the real and fake daughters and the raccoon replacing the prince have been played out to death. Unless someone deliberately guides them, it is difficult for normal people to think in this way.
If a person's temperament changes, isn't it because something has irritated her? Yes, her sister died! Isn't that irritating enough?
Ji Wanqing quickly looked around and told Song Qingping all his findings.
Especially Bai Ling's changes in attitude towards her children and her sudden care and love for her nephews and nieces.
After all, no matter how much the aunt loves her sister's child, she would not go beyond her authority and bring the child to her own home for the New Year when her grandparents, parents-in-law and even the biological father are all gone.
Only a mother would have this kind of thought process.
Song Qingping took a deep breath and slowly sat on the stone pier. "No, let me go slowly... How could this be possible? My brother and mother didn't recognize me? You found me after just a few days of coming back?"
In fact, those anomalies were very small, and Bai Ling had always hidden them very well. It was just that the twins who grew up together understood each other very well, and some of them even had telepathy.
Ji Wanqing's eyes were like a scanner, and she could accurately capture the slightest emotional fluctuations in the corners of the eyebrows and eyes. Coupled with her smart and logical mind, the series of strange combinations could only lead to such an unexpected result.
Ji Wanqing shook her head. "I'm not sure, so I took the child over to see how she would react."
"Then take it."
"Second sister-in-law agreed?"
Song Qingping rubbed her temples. "You made up this story just to get my consent. I'm convinced."
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After completing the task of persuading the second sister-in-law, Ji Wanqing went back to tell Qin Ying and asked her not to tell the first sister-in-law that it was her suggestion.
"I am your sister-in-law after all, and your sister-in-law is soft-hearted. Don't let her think that she has accepted my kindness, otherwise she will feel uncomfortable when we get along in the future."
Qin Ying was deeply moved and patted Ji Wanqing's hand, "I knew you were a good kid! With you, I don't have to worry about the brothers being separated after a hundred years!"
Sure enough, Bai Ling was very happy to learn that Qin Ying had loosened her grip, and she immediately set out to a small town outside Beijing to pick her up.
Seeing her impatient look, Song Qingping immediately believed it in her heart. She exchanged a look with Ji Wanqing in a speechless manner and quietly went home waiting for her to bring the child back.
From 3pm to 7:30pm, the dumplings should have been ready when Bai Ling came back with two skinny little children, one eight years old and the other six, who looked smaller than other children of the same age.
Bai Ling's eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had been crying.
But my family didn't think it was strange. He was my nephew, and his sister had just left, so he had to cry a lot.
During the meal, Bai Ling took good care of the two children.
People of this generation think that it is completely fine to take better care of the new children in their home, and it is even something that should be taken for granted.
However, Ji Wanqing's glass-like eyes fell on the three people whose behavior was 'normal', and she became more certain of her guess.
There are three things in the world that cannot be concealed.
——Cough, poverty and love.
The mother-son relationship is so natural that even if Bai Ling is restrained in her every move, it is filled with care.
Now that we know the truth, how do we expose it?
Ji Wanqing looked at Jiang Yang, who was eating silently and watching his father and brother drinking.
Brother 꺶, did you really not notice anything? Did you not notice anything unusual?
Or... he simply doesn't want to expose it? It's better to just keep it like this than to have a chaotic family and a child without a mother.
From the beginning to the end, 녦Neng Ji Wanqing never had the concept of treating her husband's family as her own home.
In her concept of marriage, marriage is two people leaving their families to form a new family, rather than a woman marrying a man and joining his family.
Therefore, Ji Wanqing was not like Song Qingping, who truly treated this place as her home. Therefore, Qin Ying's favoritism towards her brother was not like her second sister-in-law, who only looked at her partiality and indulgence.
Just like now.
The three sturdy grandfathers were chatting at the table about military affairs, national defense, and how the enemy's machine guns fired. Jiang Yang, a small clerk in the Education Bureau, could only listen silently to these passionate words.
Men are not as delicate as women. Qin Ying noticed her son's loss and quickly asked her husband to give New Year's money to the children. She gave two to her wife's children without any discrimination.
It is to give him face, soothe his emotions, and let him know that he is valued by his parents.
Ji Wanqing looked eagerly at Jiang Jun, Jiang Ning and the other children, then looked at the two new kids. The truth was definitely exposed.
It's just a matter of how to tell my family, and I won't allow the fake sister-in-law to make excuses.
Eat dumplings, pay New Year's money, set off fireworks, and stay up all night.
At that time, there was no ban on setting off fireworks and firecrackers in the city. When it was almost midnight, Ji Wanqing hugged the stove and lay in Jiang Che's arms, listening to the crackling sound of firecrackers in the alley, full of the flavor of the New Year.
"Happy New Year, Jiang Che."
It was midnight, and Ji Wanqing was very ceremonial and was the first to wish him a Happy New Year.
"Happy New Year, my dear!"
Jiang Che hugged Qingqing tightly in his arms, feeling sad that his life had changed drastically in just one year.
And it is a very unique change.
After the New Year's Eve celebration, the two of them went back with flashlights. Ji Wanqing told Jiang Che about this matter immediately and asked him to borrow Brother Han's car on the second day of the New Year to go to Xiao's sister-in-law's hometown to pick up her parents.
When she was chatting in the morning, she asked Qin Ying about the death of "Bai Juan" behind her fake sister-in-law's back.
I haven't been home for nearly a month, and when I got home I lost a lot of weight.
Ji Wanqing was certain that the Bai family definitely knew about this.
"...You mean, the current sister-in-law is sister-in-law's sister, Bai Juan? And the real sister-in-law died two months ago?!" Jiang Che found it difficult to speak.
"Um."
Jiang Che questioned Qingqing for the first time, "No way? How come my brother and mother didn't find out about such a bizarre thing? How long have you known my sister-in-law?"
"When a person's behavior is illogical, it's easy to see the flaws, right?" Ji Wanqing shrugged, "I trust my brain's judgment."
After a moment of silence, Jiang Che sobered up from the alcohol he drank that night, "Then I believe it."
Qingqing would definitely not make such a statement without a purpose. It must be that her sister-in-law did something to make Qingqing feel this way.
"I have to go to pay New Year's greetings to my grandfather early tomorrow morning, go to bed early."
Ji Wanqing yawned and fell asleep in Jiang Che's arms.
She thinks that the older generation can come up with a lot of shameless operations, but the Internet is not well developed nowadays and there are no channels for them to be exposed.
This matter was posted on the Internet and became a hot topic.