You know your own son best.
With his intelligence and abilities, the third brother wouldn't have thought of using an explosion.
Even if he really wanted to avenge Jiang Yiran, all he would think of was taking a knife and stabbing Yang Qiaoqiao.
Jiang Yongxian's eyes darted away for a moment before he said, "Mom, what are you thinking about?"
Although I'm heartbroken about what happened to Ranran, I don't want to avenge her. Why would I get involved?
"You don't want to avenge Ranran, but you want Yang Qiaoqiao dead!" Peng Cuiying said through gritted teeth, "You even said before that if Yang Qiaoqiao died, I could inherit her estate. For Yang Qiaoqiao's money, you're sending your own brother to his death!"
"Jiang Yongxian, do you have a heart? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Peng Cuiying questioned Jiang Yongxian, pounding her chest and stamping her feet.
Jiang Yongxian's eyes darted around, and he said impatiently, "This is unreasonable! Mom, you're not thinking straight right now. I'm taking Qilin with me first. Come back to me when you're clear-headed!"
Jiang Yongxian glanced at his son beside him and felt utterly disgusted.
He had originally planned to have Peng Cuiying get up and help him wash his son, but now it was clearly impossible.
She could only suppress her nausea, pick up his son, and go outside to wash herself.
Then she rummaged through the drawers and found a clean set of clothes, patched up and ready for Peng Cuiying to prepare, for her son to change into.
Today, He Nian is being discharged from the hospital, and he wants to take this opportunity to send Qilin to He Nian.
He Nian was pretentious. If Qilin were dressed in dirty clothes, let alone being adopted by her, it would be difficult for her to even get close to him.
Seeing that Jiang Yongxian was about to take away her eldest grandson, Peng Cuiying, who was still silently shedding tears for her youngest son in bed, finally regained some vitality.
She struggled to sit up and asked, "Where are you taking my eldest grandson?"
Jiang Yongxian frowned, but still told Peng Cuiying about his plan.
Because if he were to carry out his plan alone, there would be some safety risks involved.
It would be best if Peng Cuiying could be with him.
After hearing this, Peng Cuiying struggled to sit up and reluctantly took her eldest grandson back from Jiang Yongxian's arms.
"I'll go with you."
Jiang Yongxian, still somewhat worried, instructed, "Mom, you stay hidden and watch Qilin. Unless there's a special situation, don't come out. Don't give anything away!"
"Mmm." Peng Cuiying responded while hugging her eldest grandson and gently pressing him against her face as if he were a precious treasure.
Her youngest son is dead, and now even her eldest grandson is being sent away...
The mother and son went out together with Qilin, and neither of them mentioned that Wang Xue had not been seen for quite some time.
When Jiang Yongxian arrived at the hospital, he saw an elderly woman talking to He Nian.
When He Nian saw him, her haggard face brightened a bit. "Yongxian, you're here!"
The old woman's scrutinizing gaze also fell on him.
After looking him up and down, she revealed a satisfied expression. "Girl, no wonder you were able to get pregnant with your destiny. It turns out you found a good man who can bring you good fortune."
As the old woman spoke, she did some more calculations with her fingers, "However, your fate is truly ominous regarding your offspring."
Even if your man brings you good fortune, he won't stay, just like this one.
He Nian didn't even have time to talk to Jiang Yongxian. He grabbed the old woman's sleeve in his anxiety and pleaded, "Auntie, please tell me, is there any other way to resolve this?"
"You'd better adopt a child with whom you have a strong bond," the old woman said.
He Niangang wanted her to help him calculate what kind of person with the birth date and time she should adopt in order to keep her child.
Then the old woman half-closed her eyes and mumbled some calculations. After that, she opened her eyes and looked at He Nian with excitement. "Girl, good news, great news! The baby with the affinity to bring you a child is already on its way."
He Nian quickly grabbed the person and stuffed two hundred yuan into their hand. "Is it on its way? Immortal, please tell me in detail which road it is on, and I will come to pick it up."
The old woman glanced at Jiang Yongxian out of the corner of her eye, revealing a mysterious look. "It's a secret that can't be revealed. You'll know when the time comes, my daughter."
As she spoke, she casually slipped the money into her pocket and walked away.
He Nian pulled Jiang Yongxian along, her eyes filled with joy, "Yongxian, did you hear that? The spirits say we can have children, as long as we adopt one first..."
Jiang Yongxian looked at her with affection and nodded repeatedly, "I heard you, I heard you all. Then let's go to the orphanage another day. If there are any suitable ones, we'll adopt one."
As Jiang Yongxian spoke, he gently tied He Nian's hair.
Some time ago, He Nian tried to persuade He Zhengguo to divorce Jiang Yongxian first by appealing to her emotions and reasoning with her, but He Nian refused to agree and even tried to kill herself several times.
He Zhengguo finally gave in and stopped mentioning the matter of her divorcing Jiang Yongxian.
He Zhengguo did not come to pick He Nian up from the hospital today because he had an important meeting.
After Jiang Yongxian completed the discharge procedures for He Nian, he first moved all of He Nian's belongings to the car.
Then he came back and squatted down in front of the hospital bed, saying, "Niannian, come on, get on, I'll carry you."
Looking at the man's broad back, He Nian felt as if she was about to be overwhelmed by happiness.
A blush appeared on her pale face, which was still somewhat pale from the recent miscarriage.
She said shyly, "Yongxian, this isn't right. There are so many people coming and going in the hospital. What would it look like if everyone saw us like this?"
“What’s wrong with that? You’re my wife. You’re not well, so it’s only natural and legal for me to carry you.” Jiang Yongxian said righteously, which warmed He Nian’s heart.
"Yongxian, you're so good to me," He Nian said, clinging to Jiang Yongxian's back with a happy expression.
Just as Jiang Yongxian carried He Nian out of the hospital building and into the hospital's small garden, they suddenly saw a little boy dressed in tattered but clean clothes stumbling and running towards them.
"dad……"
The little boy hugged Jiang Yongxian's leg, looked up at him with teary eyes, and shouted.
Jiang Yongxian's brow twitched, and his heart leaped into his throat.
Why are all the idiots around him? Even his own son is so stupid!
Didn't you tell Peng Cuiying to teach him to run over and then look at He Nian and call him "Mom"?
Now, as soon as he arrives, he hugs him and calls him "Dad." Is he afraid that the boy won't die quickly enough?
"Where did this little kid come from, calling me 'Dad' for no reason!"
Jiang Yongxian was a little annoyed and subconsciously wanted to kick the Qilin away.
"Yongxian!" But before he could move, He Nianxian exclaimed in surprise, "Put me down first."
Jiang Yongxian's eyes flickered, and he put He Nian down on the ground.
He Nian squatted down in front of the child and asked, "Little guy, you call him Dad, so what do you call me?"
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