Old Mrs. Wen trembled all over, holding onto the table beside her, and asked in surprise, "So the third son is indeed my son?"
Lai Fu did not hide it: "Yes."
"Tell me everything you know."
Old Mrs. Wen fell into the chair, her hands and feet were cold. This black boy did not lie, everything he said was true.
She had abused the third brother's family for so many years, and had trampled on them harshly, and the person she had abused was actually her own son.
Aunt Yao plotted against her, making her use her anger to whip and torture her own son.
Why is this happening? Why?
Why is that bitch so cruel?
"Old lady! Ever since you killed Aunt Yao's son, she asked to go to the farm to recuperate. Aunt Yao has always been the favorite woman in the heart of the old man. All the people in the farm were arranged by the old man. You can't get involved at all.
When she heard that you were pregnant, Aunt Yao said she wanted to let you experience the pain of losing your own child. The old man didn't agree with her plan at first, but you threatened to kill yourself by relying on your pregnancy. The old man thought you were unreasonable and should be taught a lesson, so he arranged this game.
He also wants you to experience what it means to be in pain and what it means to be unforgettable. Every time you treat the Third Master badly, the Old Master feels very sad.
He didn't dare to tell the truth, for fear that the Third Master would hate him. Aunt Yao was very kind to the Third Master and devoted her entire life to teaching him. "
The old lady of the Wen family felt her blood freeze. It turned out that she wanted to kill Aunt Yao, and that bastard took her child away that day.
What is bone-eating pain? No one knows it better than her.
I couldn't sleep the whole night and sat there with my clothes on until dawn. I felt so sorry for the third brother. Why didn't I save him?
It turned out that it wasn't that she failed to keep it, but that she was plotted against by the person next to her.
She had been competitive all her life, but in the end she lost miserably.
Waving Lai Fu down, Old Lady Wen signaled the nanny beside her to help Hua up. This was her third daughter-in-law, the daughter of a scholar from a small family.
She had deliberately chosen her for her third son in order to humiliate Aunt Yao.
Now, who was humiliated?
Hua stood up flattered, lowered her head and said nothing.
A middle-aged man with a dignified demeanor walked in. This was the third master, Wen Jiangli. He was well-educated and had been to many places as a businessman. He had a lot of experience, was calm and composed, and took things as they came.
If he hadn't heard that his wife was called by the old lady and was afraid that something might happen, he would never have come here.
"Hello, old lady!" Wen Jiangli knelt down and saluted to the old lady of the Wen family, neither humble nor arrogant.
The little girl looked at him, her eyes slightly bright.
[This man has a full forehead and sincere eyes. He is a rare sincere person. Alas! It's a pity that the old lady of the Wen family can't recognize gold and jade, and mistakes pearls for gravel. ]
old lady:"......"
So, be kind. Every time you show kindness, it may come back to you at some point.
Old Madam Wen treats the third wife so cruelly that she might not be able to keep her own son.
The charcoal-headed man carefully observed Wen Jiangli's face and found no full forehead. He could see the sincerity in his eyes. The uncle's eyes were full of sincerity when he looked at people, without any bad intentions.
"San'er!" The old lady of the Wen family came over and helped her own son up, crying, "You are my son! Did you know that?"
Wen Jiangli looked at the old lady with a complicated expression: "My son knew about this when he was five years old. Didn't he mention it to me back then? How did I teach him a lesson? Have you forgotten?"
The old lady of the Wen family staggered and almost fell, and was supported by the nanny beside her.
She remembered that this was the case.
It was a midwinter afternoon. She had woken up from her nap and was walking in the garden, feeling upset.
A chubby little figure ran towards her and shouted happily: "Mother! Mother! I am your son. My aunt said that I am your biological son."
She was so angry at the time that she had the child stopped and punished him by making him kneel under the eaves to reflect on his mistakes, because he had bumped into her.
The five-year-old child was raised to be plump and white, and looked very cute. At that time, she was sad that her child was gone, and the doctor said that she would never be able to have children again. When she saw Aunt Yao's son, she was disgusted.
"Mother! I am your son! Why are you ignoring me? Why do you want me to kneel here? Mother! Li'er is your biological son. My aunt said so."
"Shut up! You are the bastard born by your aunt, how can you be my son? Don't say such things in the future, and don't call me mother anymore! You can call me wife."
"No, mother! I am your son, your biological son." The child cried and shouted loudly.
She was very disgusted and turned away, with the child's shouting behind her.
"Mother! Don't leave. I am your biological son, please don't ignore me. My aunt said that she can return me to you."
She paused, turned around, and rejected him coldly: "I don't want him! He's just a bastard."
Recalling this, Old Lady Wen's lips trembled: "Is what you said when you were five true? Aunt Yao told you your life story?"
"Yes! It's a pity that you don't believe it and just stubbornly think that I'm a lowly creature." Wen Jiangli walked silently to Hua's side and pulled her to sit down. "My aunt is a kind-hearted person. She gave me a chance, and she also gave you a chance. You didn't seize it, which means that we are not destined to be mother and son."
He said this in a cold and clear voice, but it was particularly hurtful.
"She is so kind. If she really wanted to be kind, why did she take you away from me?" Old Mrs. Wen's face was terribly gloomy. "Why did she tell you all this when you were five years old? If she really wanted to be kind, she should have told me earlier."
"I am my aunt's life. Who would give up their life so easily?" Wen Jiangli asked back, "When the old lady killed my aunt's child, did she ever think about her pain? She almost lost her life?"
"That's what she deserves. Who made her flirt with your father all day long?" The old lady of the Wen family didn't think she was wrong. In her opinion, Aunt Yao was always wrong. "Your father gave up everything for her. A woman like this is simply a disaster."
"You are wrong." Wen Jiangli said slowly, "In my father's heart, you are too strong and not the one he wants to marry. You think you are a hero of the Wen family because you gave birth to two sons.
Aunt Yao is gentle and quiet, she doesn't fight or compete, and she keeps to one corner. It's you who can't tolerate her and her child, just like you can't tolerate our third room now.
Old lady! Do you know why my aunt named me Jiangli? She had long expected that you would not tolerate us, and gave me this name in the hope that we could leave the Wen family. "
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