Chapter 355: Recognizing the Thief as

the Father The first one is the adoption certificate, the second one is the certificate issued by the local government, and the third one is the agreement issued by the clan members.

Also included is Jiang Chengming’s date of birth.

When Jiang Mengqing saw this certificate, his heart sank. The name and date of birth were exactly the same as the old man in City C.

How could Jiang Mengqing hold back? His fingers were trembling. He asked the old man in front of him, "Sixth Grandpa, what's going on? Jiang Chengming, is this adopted person my biological father Jiang Chengming? Also, my name is not Jiang Sheng, I am Jiang Mengqing, who is Jiang Sheng? What's going on? Did you recognize the wrong person?"

At this point, Jiang Mengqing stretched out his hand and scratched his hair. He was irritated, frightened, and uneasy. All these emotions made him ignore the changes in front of him that were like flowing clouds and yellow sand.

When he looked up again and felt something was wrong, he found that the old man in front of him had a hideous face and a blue complexion. His eyes were pitch black with no whites visible, like two black holes, and the whole person looked like a skeleton with a layer of brown skin hanging on it.

The surrounding furnishings seemed to be made of sand and were beginning to weather away bit by bit.

Jiang Mengqing was so frightened by Sixth Grandpa's behavior that he took a few steps back.

Unexpectedly, Sixth Grandpa rushed over and grabbed his throat fiercely. His eyes were dark and without a trace of light, but he stared at him intently. There seemed to be unknown bugs crawling in and out of the corners of his mouth. He looked so terrifying that people wanted to die on the spot.

Jiang Mengqing was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe, but he could clearly hear what the so-called Sixth Grandfather said. He cursed him: "You unfilial descendant, you beast, you are the pride of our Jiang family, how can you recognize a thief as your father? Today I will strangle you to death. Otherwise, you will be sorry for your dead grandfather and your father..."

The voice was extremely shrill and filled with boundless hostility. Jiang Mengqing rolled his eyes. Before he almost fainted, a clear voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Grandpa, what are you doing? Are you playing games?"

The sound was very clear, and it seemed to have some kind of calming power.

This was Jiang Shiyue. She stood next to the two men in the blink of an eye. She stretched out her hand and put it on Sixth Grandpa's arm. With just a little force, Sixth Grandpa was pulled aside by Jiang Shiyue. Jiang Mengqing was freed, and he covered his neck and coughed continuously.

He was terrified.

He bent over, and then saw that the weathered chair next to him had returned to its original shape. He covered his chest and slowly stood up. He straightened his body and found that everything had returned to normal. Sixth Grandpa was still the old man with white hair and beard and kind eyes.

The old man didn't seem to remember what he had just done. He looked at Jiang Shiyue and smiled: "Hey, Shiyue, why are you here to play? I have something to talk to your father about."

"So are you guys done talking? I need to get something from my dad."

"It's nothing, I just have something for your father to deal with."

"Sixth Grandfather, my father and I are going out. I have some things for Sister Xiaoyu in the suitcase. I'll go get them for her."

Sixth Grandpa waved his hand with a smile, turned around and closed the cabinet he had just opened. Jiang Shiyue put the papers scattered on the ground into a rosewood box, closed the box with a click, and then took the box and pulled Jiang Mengqing, who was in a state of confusion and fear, out of the study.

Jiang Shiyue walked very fast, and Jiang Mengqing followed him staggeringly and awkwardly. But the strange thing was that the people who saw them on the road didn't seem to have any feelings about this strange phenomenon. They still greeted the father and daughter with a smile. Jiang Shiyue also called their names or their seniority as if nothing had happened.

Soon, they came to a pond behind the village.

Not far away, Old Lu was fishing in the pond with a fishing rod. Next to him was the eldest son from Fourth Aunt's family, who was also with him. Between them was a bucket made of iron sheets, and there was the sound of fish hitting the water in the bucket.

It seems that the fish in there were caught by Old Lu and the eldest son of Fourth Aunt.

When Old Lu saw two people coming, he was about to stand up. Jiang Shiyue quickly waved his hand with a smile and didn't say anything. Old Lu then sat by the pond again and fished quietly.

When Jiang Mengqing went to see Jiang Shiyue at this time, his expression became very complicated. He seemed to understand something just now, but at the same time he seemed more confused.

This was a very complicated experience, which made him feel that his current condition was particularly bad, and there were many questions he didn't know how to ask.

He could only stare at Jiang Shiyue.

Jiang Shiyue smiled indifferently, "I guess you can see that this village is not normal, right?"

Jiang Mengqing hesitated for a moment, then said angrily, "I'm not a fool. How can I not see what's going on in this village? Was that letter sent by you?"

Look, this is Jiang Mengqing!

No matter what happens, he never analyzes the reasons from his own perspective, nor does he think about what's wrong with Jiang Chengming. He just scolds the people he hates without any reason.

Jiang Shiyue didn't care about these things, because she already knew what kind of person Jiang Mengqing was and had no hope for him at all.

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She was too lazy to explain too much, she just pointed at the wooden box in her hand, smiled mysteriously, and this time she even called him by name: "Jiang Mengqing, haven't you always wanted to take back what belongs to you? Look at the things in here, they can help you make your wish come true."

"Jiang Shiyue, what is going on? I am confused. I can't think normally anymore..."

Jiang Mengqing growled.

"You rarely think normally, but from now on until we leave the village, don't ask me any more questions and don't say a word. You can do whatever you want with the rest."

Jiang Shiyue then continued slowly, "Sister Xiaoyu will hold her wedding this afternoon, so you should attend the wedding well. Just nod and agree to do what Sixth Grandpa asks you to do. I'll keep this rosewood box with me for now, and I'll give it to you when we return to City C."

After saying that, Jiang Shiyue walked away holding the rosewood box.

Jiang Mengqing was left standing there with his hands on his hips and his face ashen. He kicked the stone next to him hard, but he didn't expect that the pain made him grimace in pain. Old Lu, who was sitting on the ground far away, watched this scene and wisely did not step forward.

He exchanged a glance with the eldest son of his fourth aunt's family. The two of them were fishing quietly, as if they had seen nothing.

(End of this chapter)