Wang Naiyun was afraid that he would go to his ex-wife, so she quickly reminded him: "You are not allowed to go to Chen Wanping again. Our family can never accept her again."
"Mom, why did you suddenly bring up Wanping?"
"It's nothing, just a reminder that no matter how poor our family becomes, Chen Wanping is not allowed to come back into the house."
“Something must have happened. Yesterday you asked me to bring Chen Wanping back to look after the children.”
Under Han Zhiyuan's repeated questioning, Wang Naiyun told the truth.
One night, someone from Tangzhuang went to a gambling den and told them what had happened in the Tang family.
When Wang Naiyun heard Chen Wanping's name, she knew that she was her daughter-in-law.
"Mom, what did you say? The one who slept with the liar at the Tang family's house wasn't Tang's little granddaughter, but Wanping?"
"Your wife and that girl named Yunyun are both granddaughters of the Tang family, but Old Man Tang favors his sixth daughter's daughter, so he got your wife drunk, pretended she was Yunyun, and sent her to the swindler's bed."
"This afternoon, the Chen family came to Wanping's house with knives and made a scene. They beat Wanping's seventh uncle half to death and even pulled down the pants of his two sons. The eldest son is already seventeen years old. It was truly humiliating."
"I heard that the Chen family's visit to make trouble was also a conspiracy by the Tang family, just to deliberately make a big fuss so that everyone would know that Yunyun is innocent and that it was your wife who was with the liar."
Han Zhiyuan felt indignant and resentful upon hearing this.
Wang Naiyun suddenly remembered something else: "Also, Tang Laotou's wife, who is Wanping's seventh aunt, said that when you went to the Song family to propose marriage, it was Tang Laotou who instigated an acquaintance to lead you there, just to harm Song Yinhua."
"Does his family have a grudge against Song Yinhua's family?" Han Zhiyuan asked.
Although he held a wedding banquet with Chen Wanping and had three children.
However, he was not familiar with Chen Wanping's relatives, so when he went to the bride's house to pick her up, he toasted all the relatives who came to the banquet.
With so many people, he couldn't remember who was who.
In his previous life, Chen Wanping absconded with money and married Song Yinhua. Later, at Song Caixing's wedding, he met people from Tangzhuang and reconnected with Chen Wanping.
The two maintained a secret relationship and had almost no contact with Chen Wanping's relatives.
Since marrying him, Song Yinhua's only relatives on her mother's side have had some contact with her except for her parents. Other relatives avoid her, afraid that she will ask them for money.
Later, Song Caixing died in childbirth, and not long after, her father hanged himself. Then her brother was imprisoned for assaulting someone, and the family fell apart, leaving only her mother alone.
Han Zhiyuan recalled the fate of Song Yinhua's family in his previous life and couldn't help but feel that the family had suffered terribly.
“There’s no enmity between us; we’re even related.” Wang Naiyun told her son what she had heard. “Wanping’s fifth aunt is Song Yinhua’s maternal aunt. A girl from the Song family married into the Tang family many generations ago; they’re all relatives.”
"Why does the Tang family always sabotage Song Yinhua's family behind their backs?"
Han Zhiyuan searched through his memories of his previous life but couldn't find any conflict between Song Yinhua's family and the Tang family.
Instead, he recalled that in his previous life, her uncle's family had always targeted her family. The deaths of her younger sister Cai Xing and her father, as well as her brother's assault and imprisonment, were all related to her uncle's family.
"Who knows?" Wang Naiyun shrugged.
The mother and son talked all the way home. Han Zhiyuan put his eldest son on the shoulder of the bicycle and was about to ride out.
"Zhiyuan, where are you going again now that you've just gotten back?"
"Go and bring a daughter-in-law back to you. How can our family be without a mistress?"
Wang Naiyun grabbed the handlebars of the bicycle, shouting, "I told you not to go to Tangzhuang to find Wanping!"
"Why would I want to see her? I'm going to Song Yinhua's house."
"Why did you bring Da Bao with you when you went to Song Yinhua's house?"
“Many unmarried young women have a compassionate heart. If I send my son to her, she will see how cute and pitiful our son is and she will definitely not be able to bear to abandon him.”
Han Zhiyuan spoke with confidence.
He had spent forty years with Song Yinhua in his past life; how could he not know what kind of person she was?
Wang Naiyun praised, "Our Dabao is so good-looking, he'll definitely grow up to be a handsome young man."
Han Zhiyuan rode his bicycle away from home. Wang Naiyun entered the house and smelled the stench filling the room. She frowned when she saw the pancakes scattered everywhere on the floor and the uncleaned excrement.
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Near the Song family's courtyard, Han Zhiyuan put his son down.
"Did you remember everything Daddy just told you? If you're a good boy, Daddy will buy you a toy later."
He didn't forget to give a few more instructions, and then, with a mix of coaxing and cajoling, he left his three-year-old son near the Song family's courtyard. He then hid to the side and watched as his son entered the Song family's courtyard, knocked on the door, and heard Song Yinhua asking who the child belonged to. Only then did he hurriedly ride away on his bicycle.
He's going to see Chen Wanping again tonight.
Han Zhiyuan had just ridden away on his bicycle when his three-year-old son ran out of the yard, pointing in the direction he had come from, calling out, "Daddy..."
Song Yinhua glanced in the direction Da Bao was pointing; it was quiet there, and there wasn't a soul in sight.
"Big sister, whose child is this?" Song Caixing followed behind.
"I wonder whose child is lost," Song Yinhua said, but she recognized him at a glance as Han Zhiyuan's eldest son.
"What do we do now?"
"Let him run back the way he came." Song Yinhua said coldly, "Kid, it's getting dark, don't run around, go back home quickly."
Song Yinhua didn't look at the child again and turned back.
The road was pitch black and deserted. The three-year-old child was terrified and followed Song Yinhua inside.
He remembered his father teaching him to call everyone "Mom".
"mom……"
"Big sister, he called you Mom!" Song Caixing exclaimed.
The ground was dark, and as the child ran behind, he accidentally stepped on a broken tree branch and fell to the ground.
"Waaah..." The child wanted to cry, but when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he got up on his own again.
Seeing the child looking so pitiful, Song Caixing went over and helped him up. "Did you hurt yourself?"
"Waaah... Waaah..." The child burst into tears as soon as he saw someone caring about him.
Song Caixing picked up the child and comforted him.
"Caixing, put him down!" Song Yinhua said seriously.
"Hey lady, what are you doing? Can't you see he's crying?"
“They’re not your children. They have their own parents who love them. You don’t need to show them any kindness.” Song Yinhua had learned this the hard way.
From the moment I saw the child, I knew what Han Zhiyuan was up to again.
"Mom... Mom..." The child cried out for his mother in Song Caixing's arms, feeling wronged.
His father taught him to call everyone "Mom".
"Big sister, how can you be so cold-blooded!" Song Caixing coaxed the child in her arms and carried the child into the house.
Qiao Guilan and Song Erzhuang, a married couple, heard children talking and quickly came out of the house.
How come there's suddenly a child in the family? And he even calls his fourth daughter "Mom".
Whose child is this?
"Mom..." The three-year-old child calls everyone he sees "Mom".
“I don’t know whose it is, he just came here on his own.” Song Caixing complained to Qiao Guilan, “Big sister is too cold-blooded towards Dabao.”
She had just found out that the child's name was Da Bao and that he came with his father.
“He must have gotten separated from his father,” Song Caixing said.
Song Yinhua chimed in, "Yes, it's so dark outside. His parents must be very worried about him. We should take him home quickly. He's a boy, and his family must be very anxious."
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