Chapter 1177 The Returnee's Notes 251
Chen Zhijie was driving, having completely forgotten the awkwardness of just now. Although Jiang Xiaohui was still asleep, he had a habit of nagging and couldn't stop talking about it.
"Auntie, I told you last night to let Xiaohui stay at my house and sleep with her sister-in-law. It was raining late at night, and she still insisted on going out. Besides, she's not a good driver..."
Chen Zhijie muttered to himself for a while before he remembered that he had just been to the crematorium.
"By the way, Auntie, what are you doing at the crematorium?"
Jiang's mother blinked her dry eyes, her nose felt sore, but she couldn't cry anymore. "Xiao Hui's aunt is gone."
Chen Zhijie was so scared he almost dropped the steering wheel. His master hadn't mentioned this to him at all!
"What? When did this happen?" He was organizing documents just yesterday. How could this person be gone?
"Just last night, he jumped from the fifth floor and died instantly."
Speaking of this, Jiang's mother was filled with hatred, "Those damned Zhao family members, not only did they come to our house, but they also somehow found out which hospital Wanwan was in, and then they brought the baby Wanwan gave birth to to the hospital. Wanwan, she..."
Jiang's mother couldn't continue speaking, and Chen Zhijie at this moment also wanted to sew his mouth shut—his mouth was agape!
After a long pause, Jiang's mother stared blankly at the car in front of her and said, "Child... Wanwan not only gave birth to a child, but only one... boy was left behind."
She couldn't bear to think about why she only had one son left, while the other girls either miscarried or died in some other way.
Wanwan never mentioned these things to them, and they didn't dare to ask, for fear of hurting anyone.
Even though the boy was Wanwan's child, his eyes were exactly like Zhao Yonghe's. He couldn't understand why Wanwan had run away. In his eyes, his father and grandparents were good people, and his mother should serve them like a hardworking cow.
Jiang's mother didn't want to think about which child was innocent; he had no sense of right and wrong, and everything he did was taught by adults.
Even if it were a Taiwanese child, she wouldn't like him. She was indifferent before, but after last night, all she felt was hatred and disgust.
When she married into the Jiang family, Wanwan was only a teenager. She was a child she had watched grow up. Even though they had conflicts from time to time, she loved her dearly.
The Jiang family did not have such a strong preference for sons over daughters. Her husband couldn't concentrate on his studies, so he entered the workforce early and helped his parents run the tailor shop.
Wanwan was smart and quick-witted, so the Jiang family supported her education, and she eventually got into university.
At that time, she told her only child, Xiaohui, that she wanted to be as smart as her aunt and become a brilliant college student.
Even then, college students were a rarity, let alone a decade or so ago.
Later, her mother-in-law and father-in-law died young due to depression caused by Wanwan's disappearance. Her husband also searched for her for twelve years. Even her daughter always missed her aunt.
Perhaps even God couldn't bear to see it anymore, because when Xiao Hui went to the grassroots to promote legal knowledge, she saw her aunt, who had run away from the mountains and was in a sorry state.
Just as she was flourishing, a dark hand from who-knows-where pulled her into the abyss; just as she climbed out of the swamp, she was pushed back down.
Why are people so evil?
Jiang's mother turned her head to the side and closed her eyes tightly, as if this would allow her to catch her breath.
Xie Ning glanced at Jiang Xiaohui, who was still frowning even in her sleep, and couldn't help but reach out to smooth her brows.
The scenery outside the window flashed by, but there was no more sound inside the car. Even the usually talkative Chen Zhijie fell silent. He had always believed that they were all heading towards the light.
It's a good thing that my junior sister found her aunt.
It would be a good thing if he and his junior sister could send that bastard to prison together.
But they all forgot that while ideas can be wonderful, reality always presents all sorts of unexpected challenges that shatter their beautiful visions.
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