Inside the dilapidated temple, no matter how much Wang Shi, Jiang Minchang, and the others screamed and roared, the two remained unmoved.
Jiang Songzong, who was pinned to the ground, felt ashamed and indignant, as if he wanted to die.
The excruciating pain emanating from his body, along with the fearful and worried looks in the eyes of Wang Shi and the others beside him, made him wish he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Jiang Bai, how dare she?
How dare she?
Jiang Songzong's eyes were bloodshot, and his severed right hand was even more badly injured by the rough handling of the refugees on his body. Pain filled his entire brain.
But no amount of pain could compare to the shame and indignation he felt.
Soon, the strange heat wave broke down his last line of defense, and the taut string in his mind snapped. He had no other thought but to end his own life.
"don't want."
“Brother Zong”.
Wang and the others watched him in horror. Just as he was about to crash into the wall, a rough, large hand quickly grabbed him.
"Damn it, are you allowed to die?"
The burly man who came in to clean up the mess grabbed his thin shoulder and threw him aside.
Her eyes glanced at his body, and she let out a sneer: "He's all skin and bones, yet he thinks he has bones!"
"You better wait here quietly and don't even think about dying. As long as our boss doesn't agree, you won't die."
After saying that, the big man picked up Jiang Songzong's torn clothes and covered his body with them, then quickly tied him up again.
Jiang Songzong's strength was no match for the big man.
It's like the difference between a rabbit and a tiger.
After tying the person up and making sure there was nothing offensive, the big man walked out.
"Brother Zong, are you alright?"
"Big brother."
Wang and the others looked at Jiang Songzong with concern, but he lay on the ground as if he were dead, without making a sound.
Just then, light footsteps sounded, and Jiang Bai's figure reappeared in the dilapidated temple.
Too angry to utter a single curse, Wang looked at her and found herself unable to do so.
"Jiang Bai, you've gone too far! How could you treat your cousin like that?"
Jiang Anlin's eyes blazed with fury. Thinking of everything his son had gone through, he wished he could kill Jiang Bai.
He truly didn't understand. All she did was lock Jiang Songwen up for a while; did she really need to resort to such methods?
Zong-ge'er is a scholar. If word gets out about what happened today, how will he ever be able to face anyone again?
"Oh? How should we treat him?"
Jiang Bai raised an eyebrow, looking at him quietly with calm, expressionless eyes.
Jiang Anlin's heart skipped a beat when she looked at him.
He belatedly remembered something.
There were ten refugees here when they came in earlier, but two more have just come in.
After counting the number of his family members, he stared wide-eyed in horror.
She...she...she wouldn't still want to...
"Grandpa, does it hurt your heart?"
Jiang Bai ignored Jiang Anlin and turned to look at Jiang Minchang, who was looking at Jiang Songzong with a pained expression, his eyes gradually filling with coldness.
"Jiang Bai, if you have a problem, come at me. Why treat your cousin like this?"
His white hair seemed even whiter, his chapped lips trembled violently, and his eyes were filled with tears.
Seeing his most beloved eldest grandson treated like this in front of him, Jiang Minchang felt more pain in his heart than anyone else.
That was his eldest grandson, whom he regarded as the hope of the whole family.
He showed a talent for reading from a young age.
If it weren't for bad luck in failing the preliminary examination, I might be a scholar by now.
But now, because of Jiang Bai, this bastard child, we are being bullied like this.
He felt a deep resentment, hating himself for not explaining the household registration documents to the clan chief sooner, which allowed Jiang Bai to manipulate him like this.
"Cousin? I don't think so! After all, my father wasn't your biological son."
Jiang Bai began his second attempt.
To everyone's surprise, Jiang Minchang only twitched his eyelids once before looking at her with a pained expression and saying, "Are you happy that your father isn't our biological son? Since you wish your father wasn't our biological son, then let's just pretend that we picked him up! Let's just pretend that your grandmother gave birth to a stillborn child."
Jiang Minchang's expression was completely genuine, as if he were truly an old man whose heart had been broken by a younger generation.
Jiang Bai's expression turned cold.
"Since you don't want to talk about it, then let someone come in and take care of your grandson again!"
After saying that, Jiang Bai didn't linger.
Two more refugees were called in.
Soon, screams, cries, gasps for breath, and some strange noises rang out again.
After everything is over, a burly man will go in and clean up the mess.
Jiang Bai went in and then came out again.
After going back and forth three times, Jiang Minchang finally revealed the truth under Wang's tearful pleas.
"Your father... is not our biological son."
After saying that, his body went completely limp, as if all the heat in his body was about to disappear.
His gaze was fixed blankly on the roof of the dilapidated temple.
"More than thirty years ago, on the day your grandmother gave birth, a richly dressed old woman came to the village..."
Jiang Songhu was huddled to one side, his clothes tattered, but there were no marks on his body.
But those people still took advantage of us quite a bit.
If Jiang Bai hadn't asked his third uncle about Jiang Anliang's affairs, he thought he would probably have ended up in the same situation as his eldest brother, Jiang Songzong.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of Jiang Songzong.
He saw him lying on the ground, his body covered in bruises, barely breathing. He was horrified and looked around the dilapidated temple in fear, while listening to Jiang Minchang's story.
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