Jiang Yi hid in the mountains for three days. He came back with great anticipation, wanting to give his sister a big hug and thank her for not letting him leave.
However, when he came back, the house was empty and there was a layer of dust on the ground. His sister was pregnant but had not come back for several days. She must have been avoiding him.
Although the sister did not send him away cruelly, she left quietly.
He knew that his sister hated and despised him. It was because he was young and useless and couldn't make any money. He was a burden even if he was alive and would only be a burden to his sister forever.
Why should a loser like him still be alive? Wouldn't it be better if he died?
He squatted in the corner, staring blankly into the distance. He guarded the empty house, not eating or drinking every day, hoping to die.
After the funeral, many people asked Yao Qiaoyun about the old lady's portrait.
"It was painted by Jiang Li!"
Yao Qiaoyun directly said Jiang Li's name, but no one believed it.
"This is impossible! If Jiang Li could draw something of this level, I could even build an airplane!"
"Did Jiang Li have something on your family? Why did you take her in and even speak well of her?"
"Aunt Yao, we know you're soft-hearted and can't bear to see others suffer, but painting requires skill. Talking about it is useless. You have to take it out for a walk."
Even though Yao Qiaoyun said it herself, people still had doubts.
No one would believe that Jiang Li, a fool who got pregnant before marriage, could bring people to life with just a pencil.
Seeing that no one believed her, Yao Qiaoyun recounted the entire story from beginning to end.
"Jiang Li spent too much time and energy painting the old lady's portrait, which led to her premature birth. It's our responsibility! We shouldn't have troubled a pregnant woman who was about to give birth. It's only natural to take care of her now!"
It's not just this reason. Yao Qiaoyun has discussed several issues with her husband while lying in bed these days.
Jiang Li had just finished drawing the portrait of the old lady when he had an attack.
The old lady died just after Jiang Li gave birth to a child.
Is it possible that the old lady was reborn into Jiang Li's womb and became one of her two children?
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