The look that Jiang Sui gave me just now was truly terrifying.
There seemed to be a steel knife hidden in his eyes, and Xiang Shunqiang thought Jiang Sui was going to come up and beat him up.
Fortunately, I run fast.
Xiang Shunqiang patted his chest in fear, then hid in a corner, looking unwillingly at Xiang Baiwei who was talking to Jiang Sui in the distance.
"If Xiang Baiwei really adopted her."
Xiang Shunqiang hammered the tree stump in front of him and said, "Uncle Xiang really doesn't love the Xiang family's child at all. He has such a beautiful daughter, but I, his own nephew, am still single. Yet he gave his daughter to a gigolo in the city. If she runs away with the gigolo, then Uncle Xiang will have nothing."
Xiang Shunqiang felt more and more unwilling the more he thought about it, so he decided to go home and ask his mother for information.
When Xiang Shunqiang got home, his mother was cooking.
He looked around the house and found that no one else was home. He was very attentive and helped his mother carry a bundle of firewood: "Mom, can I help you light the pot?"
"Hey, the sun is rising from the west today? This lazy guy is still diligent?" His mother scolded him angrily and stood up to make room for him. "Cook it well. There's soup in the pot. If the bottom is burnt, you'll be hungry tonight."
Xiang Shunqiang smiled, brought a small wooden stool, sat in front of the stove, and started to light the fire obediently.
Shunqiang's mother was busy going in and out, and Shunqiang felt like he was being scratched by a little claw. After five or six minutes, he couldn't help but ask, "Mom, I heard that Xiang Baiwei from the third uncle's family is not his biological child?"
When Shunqiang's mother heard this, she didn't even stop cutting vegetables: "Who told you that? Which old woman is gossiping again? If Wang Chunhua hears this, she will definitely tear her mouth apart."
This answer seemed to indirectly prove that Xiang Baiwei was not her biological child.
"Mom, you haven't told me yet, is Xiang Baiwei the biological child of the third uncle?" Xiang Shunqiang stood up and came over.
Shunqiang's mother looked at him helplessly, then turned her head to look outside: "Who did you hear that from? When you were a child, there were old ladies in the village who talked about these things, but they were scolded by Wang Chunhua and never dared to mention it again. Where did you hear this from?"
"I don't know who it is. I heard it from someone when I was walking around," Xiang Shunqiang scratched his head and laughed, not telling the truth to his mother. "It seems to be true. I was wondering how the third uncle and aunt could raise such a fashionable daughter, but after all, it turns out she's someone else's child."
"You are so frivolous. But when I found this little girl, the clothes she was wearing were made of such good material. I have only seen such a good dress once in my life."
Speaking of that, Shunqiang's mother looked envious: "I don't know where Xiang Baiwei's parents are from."
"A little girl, maybe her parents don't want her anymore." Xiang Shunqiang snorted twice, with a look of disdain on his face.
"That's not necessarily true," his mother shook her head. "The clothes that Xiang Baiwei was wearing didn't look like she lost them because she couldn't keep them. It seemed more like she didn't keep a close eye on them. Wang Chunhua waited there for almost a day with the child in her arms. In the end, she had no choice but to return home with your uncle, holding the child."
After Shunqiang's mother finished speaking, she turned around and warned Xiang Shunqiang: "Just keep this to yourself, and don't tell anyone else. When Xiang Baiwei was still young, some people in the village talked about it, and Wang Chunhua scolded them badly. You must not tell anyone."
Xiang Shunqiang nodded perfunctorily: "I know, don't worry, I won't tell you."
After getting the answer he wanted, Xiang Shunqiang immediately didn't want to stay at home anymore.
"Hey, what are you doing? The soup isn't ready yet. There's so much firewood under the stove, are you going to ignore it?"
Xiang Shunqiang bowed and said, "I'm going to the toilet. Mom, you keep the fire going first."
"This brat is incredibly lazy. I knew I couldn't get him to do any work."
Xiang Shunqiang ignored his mother's scolding and ran around until he came to Xiang Baiwei's home. He waited behind a dilapidated old house and secretly observed the situation on Xiang Baiwei's side from a tricky angle.
It is easy to control a weak woman like Bai Wei. The only thing she needs to be wary of is her partner.
Especially just now, after Jiang Sui glanced at him, Xiang Shunqiang felt as if his thoughts were seen through, and he didn't dare to go near him.
At this moment, Jiang Sui looked at the situation outside through the crack in the door. Xiang Baiwei, who came out of the main room to put something away, saw him bending over, leaning against the crack in the door, looking out furtively. She felt puzzled, walked lightly behind him, and asked curiously, "What are you looking at? Why are you so furtive?"
"Nothing, a strange man just passed by. What are you doing? Washing clothes? Give it to me, the water is very cold. Go back to the room and read a book. Leave this kind of small work to me."
"The water is not cold." Xiang Baiwei refused to give him the clothes. She was too embarrassed to let Jiang Sui wash her clothes. "Go back to your room and read. It's just some clothes. I can wash them myself."
"Weiwei..."
“Go quickly!”
Under Xiang Baiwei's insistence, Jiang Sui had no choice but to go back to his room and read.
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Five days later, Xiang Shunqiang finally figured out Jiang Sui's daily routine.
Jiang Sui cannot stay at home all the time. As a primary school principal, he has to go to school every day and sometimes he has to go to the machinery factory. The time he spends at home is very limited.
But even so, Jiang Sui seemed to go home for lunch every day. No matter how busy he was, he would always take time to accompany Xiang Baiwei.
The more Xiang Shunqiang observed, the more he wanted to get Xiang Baiwei.
He had inquired and found out that every Wednesday, Jiang Sui would go to Machinery Factory No. 2 and stay in the factory for almost a whole day. This was the only day of the week when Jiang Sui was not at home most of the time.
This day is an excellent opportunity for Xiang Shunqiang.
There are still two days until next Wednesday, and Xiang Shunqiang decided to take action on that day.
During this period, Xiang Baiwei usually stayed at home, and she and Jiang Sui lived on the edge of the village. Most importantly, the back wall of her house was not high.
Xiang Shunqiang showed him how to get in easily.
Two days passed quickly. Xiang Shunqiang got up early in the morning before dawn. He walked around the village in a big circle and finally, with a nervous mood, he came to a place only two hundred meters away from Jiang Sui's house.
Xiang Shunqiang hid behind a big rock and waited patiently for Jiang Sui to ride his bike to the machinery factory.
It was around seven o'clock in the morning, the sun had just come out, and just when Xiang Shunqiang was dozing off due to sleepiness, Jiang Sui finally appeared at the door pushing a cart.
The opportunity has come!
Let's talk about Wang Chunhua today! She looks like a typical rural woman, carefree, hot-tempered, and the kind who can pick up a weapon and beat her disobedient son at any time.
But she was genuinely kind to Weiwei. She held Weiwei in her arms and waited on the roadside for a whole day, but Weiwei's family didn't show up. She had no choice but to take her home.
Afterwards, she was afraid that the rumors in the village would hurt Weiwei, so she quarreled with others many times. So over the years, Weiwei never knew her own life experience. She was really well protected by Wang Chunhua.
She was a very good mother, but she was slandered and framed in her previous life and died a violent death.
In this life, Jiang Jiang will protect Wei Wei, and Wei Wei will also work hard to protect her family! (End of this chapter)