Chapter 295 Okay, You Give Birth, I'll Raise
Ai Yuanyi pulled the blanket towards her body and said, "Aunt Rong, the blanket you washed smells so good. It's a pity that you don't have children, otherwise it would be so happy to be your child."
She showed her little girl's innocent side in front of Aunt Rong: "If Aunt Rong hadn't saved me that year, I wouldn't be able to sit here peacefully. Don't worry, Aunt Rong, I will take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life."
Aunt Rong's full name is Li Rong. She doesn't talk much. Ai Yuanyi said that she just listens beside them.
Ai Yuanyi, who is indifferent to everyone, is only willing to shorten the distance with Li Rong.
Even though Li Rong's face was disfigured by the fire, his throat was bad and he was not talkative, it did not stop her from chatting with Li Rong.
"Aunt Rong, do you remember what I told you about Jiang Wanwan from the Jiang family?"
Hearing the name, Li Rong wrapped her headscarf tightly to hide the emotions in her eyes: "I don't have any impression, what happened to her?"
Ai Yuanyi leaned back in the car seat and closed her eyes: "I heard that she kicked her mother out and made a big fuss."
"She is so cruel to her biological mother and daughter. I can't do that to her."
Li Rong couldn't help but clench his hands on his knees.
After returning to the Ai family, Li Rong ran a bath for Ai Yuanyi, washed the clothes she had taken off, and returned to his room.
Ai Yuanyi treated her very well and arranged a separate room for her with a bed, a table and a small window so that she could see the magnolia flowers outside while sitting at the table.
Back in the room, Li Rong slowly took off her scarf.
She pulled out a mirror and held it to her face.
The woman in the mirror had a disfigured face, covered in burn scars.
The only thing she could see was those eyes, which hid endless hatred and longing. When she looked into those eyes, she would think of her daughter and son.
Small garden, small group...
The next morning, Li Rong hurried out with a note and came to Jiang's house. She stuffed the note through the crack of the door and left in a hurry.
Shen Xingjiang woke up first, he picked it up and opened it, his birth date was recorded on the paper.
Looking at the year, it was the year Jiang Wanwan was born, even the date matched, the only difference was the time.
The time on paper was a quarter of an hour late.
He put the note away and waited for Jiang Wanwan to finish breakfast before showing it to her.
Last night, Qin Xiao took Xiao Nuonuo away while he was asleep, so Jiang Wanwan got up later than usual.
Jiang Wanwan saw the note and carefully identified the handwriting on it. She didn't recognize it: "Zhang Weixing said that my birth date and time were changed by someone. Jiang Lian thought she had stolen my fate, but it quickly declined afterwards. It should be related to my fake birth date and time."
Shen Xingjiang touched her head: “Whoever put it here should be helping you.”
Jiang Wanwan unconsciously thought of the woman she met that day: "I have a bold guess, could it be that woman?"
"The aunt I saw that morning gave me a very familiar feeling, but I couldn't put my finger on the specific feeling. I've never seen her around here before. Her sudden appearance here must not be a coincidence. Maybe she was the one who put it in here."
It's just a guess, but the more I think about it, the more it seems true.
Shen Xingjiang also had the same idea, and even thought more than she did.
Before there was solid evidence, he didn't want to say anything and make Jiang Wanwan worry. He was investigating many things in secret, and the water in the capital was too treacherous.
"Okay, pack up and let's go out."
The person who delivered the gift didn't want to show up, so Jiang Wanwan sighed and put the note in the stove to destroy any traces.
"I'll ask Brother Pingshan to contact Taoist Priest Li Xunzhen some other day and ask him to look at the horoscope to see if there's any way to find out anything."
Jiang Wanwan pursed her lips and said, "I want to change my fate as soon as possible and have a baby soon."
It would be best to give birth to the baby before the college entrance examination, and then go to college after having the baby. How great it would be.
Seeing that she was shy, Shen Xingjiang picked up the hat and put it on her head: "Okay, you give birth and I will raise it."
After getting dressed, Shen Xingjiang took her hand, picked up her things and went out.
After the Little New Year, it was only a few days away from New Year's Eve. They had limited time in Beijing, so they took advantage of the time when they had nothing to do to deal with Fu Hansheng's matter first.
The childhood sweetheart of Fu Hansheng is called Ma Xiaojuan. Her stepfather is a factory worker and it takes more than an hour to get to their home by car.
Ma Xiaojuan lived with her stepfather's family in a tube-shaped building. The corridor of the building was used for cooking. The walls were blackened by oil smoke and the air was filled with the smell of oil smoke.
After finding the location on the address, Shen Xingjiang raised his hand and knocked on the door.
A woman's loud voice soon came from inside: "Who is it?"
The person who opened the door was an older lady. She was not very tall, had sparse hair tied up at the back, and had triangular eyes. She looked difficult to get along with.
"Who are you?"
Shen Xingjiang explained his purpose: "I am Fu Hansheng's comrade-in-arms. The New Year is coming soon, and he asked us to visit you on his behalf."
The old lady's eyes dodged slightly, and she had no intention of letting them in. Instead, she stretched out her hand and said, "Just give me the things."
Fu Hansheng bought some local specialties, including beef jerky and Inner Mongolia biscuits, and also put in one month's allowance.
The things were all in Jiang Wanwan's hands. Jiang Wanwan didn't give them away. She smiled and said, "He has something else to bring to your daughter. Can we meet her?"
Ma Xiaojuan's mother didn't say anything. She squinted her eyes and looked at the things in Jiang Wanwan's hand through Shen Xingjiang. It seemed that there were a lot of things.
"She's at work and not at home. Give me the things first, and I'll ask Xiaojuan to write a letter to her later."
Jiang Wanwan looked at her gentle and soft appearance, and her personality was not easy to fool: "No, Auntie, Fu Hansheng said that the things are for Ma Xiaojuan, so, when is she on vacation recently, we can come over again."
Seeing that Jiang Wanwan refused to give it to her, Ma Xiaojuan's mother got angry and said to Jiang Wanwan, "This is what Fu Hansheng gave to my daughter. You should just give it to me. How can I deduct my daughter's things?"
"You lesbian, don't you want to give us the things?"
Shen Xingjiang’s face immediately turned cold: “Whatever you think, we will do as Fu Hansheng wants. If you don’t believe me, call and ask yourself.”
After saying that, he pulled Jiang Wanwan away.
Ma Xiaojuan's mother didn't expect these two people to be so difficult to deal with. Fu Hansheng always gave good things, and she was afraid that the good stuff would fly away, so she put on a serious face and chased after him with a smile: "My Xiaojuan will be free tomorrow, give me the address, and I will let Xiaojuan go to your place."
Shen Xingjiang was afraid that she would keep pestering him if she knew the address, so he would rather make another trip: “No, we’ll come again tomorrow.”
When they went down the stairs, Ma Xiaojuan's mother made a "pooh" sound, closed the door and went into the house with a heavy heart.
After leaving the tube building, Jiang Wanwan took Shen Xingjiang's arm and said, "I think something is wrong with Ma Xiaojuan's mother."
Shen Xingjiang put her hand in his coat pocket: "Greed, a thief's guilty conscience."
Jiang Wanwan nodded.
The next day, they came again after breakfast. This time, the person inside came out quickly to open the door after they knocked. Ma Xiaojuan's mother warmly invited them in: "Come in quickly, Xiaojuan is at home."
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