Hao Xiuning became angrier the more she thought about it.
I almost fell for their trick.
She said, "How could it be such a coincidence to meet someone who looks so much like my sister-in-law?"
The only family that can find someone who looks like my sister-in-law now is the Lin family.
It's a wonder they haven't given up after all these years and are still thinking about the Gao family.
Hao Xiuning, with a sullen face, quickly walked to the door, opened it, and looked at Xing Zhaozhao: "You can leave now, you're not welcome here."
Xing Zhaozhao: "..."
"What exactly is going on, Granny Hao?" she asked, confused.
"Don't call me Granny Hao, I can't accept that title," Hao Xiuning said bluntly. "And don't play dumb with me, I don't believe that your elders didn't explain what was going on when they called you over. If you really don't understand, go back and ask your Lin family elders yourself."
Xing Zhaozhao: "..."
Xing Zhaozhao was getting a little frantic.
She really doesn't know anything.
They even told her to ask the Lin family, but they haven't had any contact with the Lin family for many years. Who could she ask?
Seeing Xing Zhaozhao lingering there, Hao Xiuning's expression darkened further: "Aren't you going to leave? Do I have to come and get you? Or do I have to go find the police to come and get you?"
Xing Zhaozhao: "..."
That's so heartless.
She felt so wronged.
Xing Zhaozhao walked pitifully to the door and then stopped.
We haven't even found out where the children are, and she's already gone. It's really hard to accept.
Xing Zhaozhao turned to Hao Xiuning and said again, unwilling to give up, "Grandma Hao, whether you believe it or not, I really don't know what happened. I just want to ask you about the current situation of my great-aunt and her three children."
Hao Xiuning couldn't help but roll her eyes: "At a time like this, you're still pretending with me. I don't believe that your elders didn't tell you this. They're all dead, all gone."
Xing Zhaozhao felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and was completely stunned, muttering to herself, "How could they all be dead?"
She thought she had been given a second chance at life and had changed the fate of herself and her three children, so how could they all still be dead?
Is fate truly unchangeable?
She didn't believe it.
Xing Zhaozhao excitedly grabbed Hao Xiuning's arm: "Tell me, tell me, how did they die?"
Hao Xiuning looked impatient and tried hard to break free from Xing Zhaozhao's hand, but found that she couldn't.
That's some real strength.
The Lin family really went all out this time, hiring someone who not only looks like the person but also has the strength.
If I don't tell her, she probably won't let go, so Hao Xiuning had no choice but to suppress her impatience and quickly said in rapid succession: "The eldest was tortured to death by the Gao family, the youngest girl was not even a year old and was suffocated, and the youngest son accidentally fell into the river and drowned."
Xing Zhaozhao's head buzzed, and she froze there.
Only then did she realize that this was her past life.
Taking advantage of Xing Zhaozhao's momentary daze, Hao Xiuning finally pried Xing Zhaozhao's hand off hers, pushed her out the door, and prepared to close it.
"Bang."
The door wasn't closed, and Xing Zhaozhao blocked it again.
With bloodshot eyes, Xing Zhaozhao stared intently at Hao Xiuning through the crack in the door, urgently asking, "Where's the boss? Is the boss still alive?"
Seeing Xing Zhaozhao's anxious look, Hao Xiuning was stunned for a moment, but then she realized what was going on.
They're putting on quite a convincing act.
We can't let her fool us.
"He's dead too," Hao Xiuning said irritably.
Immediately, she saw a torrent of tears streaming down Xing Zhaozhao's face.
Looking into those heartbroken eyes, she froze, and her nose inexplicably stung.
This... it looks just like the real thing.
Xing Zhaozhao released her hand that had been bracing against the door, bowed to Hao Xiuning, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry to have bothered you."
After saying that, he turned around and, like a wandering ghost, swayed and drifted away.
Hao Xiuning frowned, watching Xing Zhaozhao's departing figure. After a while, she slowly closed the door and sat on the sofa in a daze, recalling the genuine emotions on Xing Zhaozhao's face just now, unable to quite understand them.
Is that an act? It looks so real.
Just then, the door that had just been closed opened again.
Hao Qiang walked in from outside, carrying a stick.
He has a key to his aunt's place.
As soon as he entered, Hao Qiang looked around and asked, "Auntie, I just heard that you invited the girl who helped you to your home, but I haven't seen her."
Hao Xiuning snapped out of her daze and looked at Hao Qiang: "They've already left."
"Why did you leave so soon?" Hao Qiang said with some regret, "I wanted to thank her properly. She just broke that bastard Zhang Peng's hand, haha, he probably won't bother you for a while, Auntie."
"She actually snapped it?" Hao Xiuning looked at Hao Qiang in surprise. "Does she really have that much strength?"
Hao Qiang nodded: "Really, this is the first time I've ever seen this before."
They're so convincing, it's impossible to guard against them!
Hao Xiuning frowned deeply, becoming increasingly uneasy. She immediately took out her phone, found the number signed "Dafei," and dialed it.
The call was answered quickly.
"Aunt Xiuning?" a deep male voice called out.
“Another person just came from the Lin family. He looks a lot like your mother. He even came to my place. I wonder what kind of bad idea he's up to this time. Be careful and don't fall for his tricks, okay?” Hao Xiuning instructed.
"Again?" The man on the other end of the phone sounded angry. "I know, I'll be careful. Thank you, Aunt Xiuning."
Hao Xiuning didn't take it to heart: "Why are you being so polite with me?"
"How have you been lately?" the man asked.
“It’s fine, you don’t need to worry,” Hao Xiuning said.
"I heard Zhang Peng is harassing you again?" the man asked.
Hao Xiuning quickly realized: "Qiangzi told you? I told him before not to bother you with such trivial matters."
As she spoke, she turned and glared fiercely at her nephew who was standing next to her.
Hao Qiang shrank back and didn't dare to say a word.
“He’s just worried about you. You’re not young anymore, and being harassed like this all the time isn’t good for your health,” the man said. “Why don’t you let me help you resolve this matter completely?”
Hao Xiuning frowned, lowered her head and pondered for a moment, and after a long while, sighed helplessly.
Indeed, dragging this on indefinitely is not a solution.
"Then I'll have to trouble you," she said.
“Okay,” the man replied.
Xing Zhaozhao's tears never stopped after leaving Hao Xiuning's house; her mind was filled with thoughts of her eldest son.
In her past life, was her eldest son, whom she was still thinking about until her death, really gone?
She walked through the alley and returned to the main street in front of her.
The old men were still there. When they saw Xing Zhaozhao, who had left excitedly earlier but was now returning in tears, they were worried and went up to her, asking, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Xing Zhaozhao was caught up in her own emotions and ignored him completely, leaving straight away.
The old men looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Mother?"
She didn't know how much time had passed when a familiar voice called out, pulling her back from her grief.
When she came to her senses, she realized that she had somehow returned to the cellar, and Hongfei was standing in front of her, looking at her anxiously.
Thinking of her eldest son, who had also died in her previous life, Xing Zhaozhao's nose tingled, and she hugged him tightly: "Dafei..."
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