Sometimes he would have the illusion that he wasn't well-behaved enough, which was why he didn't receive love.
He didn't think he was a fool, nor could he see why others would treat him like a lunatic.
He always thought he was a child and could play with other children, but they treated him like a monster and only bullied him.
Later, he became self-conscious, afraid of strangers, and would lower his head when he saw people.
To supplement the family income, his father went up the mountain to collect herbs, fell off a cliff and died. He was named the nemesis. Not only did the villagers call him that, but wherever he went, he was regarded as the nemesis.
He caused the death of his father and was about to cause the death of his mother as well.
He clearly loves them so much.
This is all that Tang Yaoyao can see: A-Qiang's life was in darkness, yet he still loved his family.
He had no concept of right or wrong, good or evil, but he wholeheartedly cherished his love for his family.
He felt guilty about his father's death.
His mother's illness made him feel even more guilty, as he thought he was bringing bad luck.
I feel even more sorry for his only remaining family member.
But he didn't know that he wasn't wrong; these wrong choices were made by his family.
Jiang Ci never imagined such a tragic thing would happen. She always thought that bad people were bad people, but some people are ignorant and may become knives in other people's hands.
"This widow is about to die; I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing," Jiang Ci said with some emotion.
If you don't know their past or the heinous things they did, you might be moved by such a scene.
Even doctors and nurses couldn't help but sigh.
"Every pitiful person has something hateful about them; she deserved her fate."
That's true; there's always a reason why someone is pitiful.
Jiang Ci stared at Tang Yaoyao, as if she didn't need him to worry about her.
The young lady always has her own way of doing things.
Giving them time to rekindle their mother-son bond was Tang Yaoyao's only act of kindness.
This mercy was not for the widow, but for Ah-Qiang.
She went inside, and the widow didn't seem to get excited. Perhaps she knew she was going to die soon and had nothing to fear.
She glanced at Tang Yaoyao, completely indifferent, facing death with equanimity, without taking responsibility for others.
Tang Yaoyao said, "What's the use of only glancing at your stupid son now? If you despise him so much, why did you give birth to him in the first place?"
Upon hearing this, the widow lingered looking at A-Qiang and said, "A-Qiang, go buy me some fruit. I want to eat some fruit."
Normally, the widow was too harsh on Ah-Qiang, so this sudden gentleness was something Ah-Qiang had never seen before. He smiled and nodded earnestly, "Okay, Mom, Ah-Qiang will go buy it for you right away."
Completely without any guard up, he ran out with his head down.
Tang Yaoyao then sat down on a chair to the side, coldly staring at the pale-faced widow.
"What, you don't want Ah Qiang to hear how cruel you were to him? You get nervous too?"
The widow's face turned deathly pale.
"A fool has brought shame upon you and your whole family. In the end, won't you still need him to take care of you when you die?" Tang Yaoyao relentlessly pressed her advantage, her few words, spoken lightly, piercing the widow's heart.
The widow's face changed: "What do you know? You're just a young girl who's never had a child. What do you know? This is our family matter. What does it have to do with you? A-Qiang is my son. Whether we have him or not, or how we treat him, is none of your business!"
Tang Yaoyao smiled meaningfully: "Haven't you ever made a mistake in your life, or done anything you regret?"
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