Jiang Han took advantage of the weekend to go home. The house she was given as compensation for her demolished house was not yet renovated, and her parents were still living at her maternal grandparents' house.
Yanling watched yesterday's live stream. She didn't understand why her brother said those things, putting all the blame on Jiang Xin and making her face public condemnation. What good would that do him?
Jiang Han knew what happened back then. Her brother had become somewhat extreme due to family misfortunes. Later, for some reason, he started to resemble the domineering CEO type in novels, gradually becoming impulsive, irritable, arrogant, and conceited.
He didn't study properly in school, and spent his days hanging out with a bunch of his underlings. Skipping classes and fighting were commonplace for him. How could he have the nerve to say that Jiang Xin corrupted him?
As soon as her aunt saw Jiang Han, she handed An'an to her, saying, "You watch the child while I go make her some apple puree."
An'an has gained a lot of weight, her little face is round and chubby. She makes "ah" sounds at Jiang Han, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. Jiang Han gently wipes away the drool with a tissue and pats her little bottom.
"Little glutton, your great-aunt is going to get you something delicious, don't call me."
An'an couldn't understand what her aunt was saying, but she gave her a bright smile. An'an had no memory of her own parents; she only recognized her uncle's family and her aunt's parents.
The person in front of her was her aunt, who liked her very much. An'an happily jumped up and down on her.
"Mom, Mom! Isn't An'an too fat?"
An'an was no light at all, and every step she took on her aunt was very forceful. Jiang Han complained incessantly, wondering what her mother had fed the child to make her so strong, making her want to scream.
Auntie came out of the kitchen with an apple and a spoon in her hand, glared at Jiang Han and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Our An'an is not fat at all. Children should be like this. Come on, let's have an apple."
Just as Jiang Han was about to secure the child, she noticed that An'an, who had been jumping around just moments before, had suddenly stopped moving. She looked ahead and saw An'an staring longingly at the apple in her mother's hand, obediently opening her mouth to wait to be fed.
Auntie skillfully scraped half a spoonful of apple puree and fed it to An'an, praising An'an for being so good as she fed her.
After finishing the apple, Auntie wiped An'an's face clean, took the child back from Jiang Han, put her in the stroller, and planned to take her out for a walk.
"I'm taking An'an out for a walk. You can play at home by yourself for a while."
Jiang Han: "......"
So, the little darling in Mom's heart has changed, and she's become the one being ignored.
She caught up with them, took the stroller from her mother, and went out for a walk with them.
The aunt kept talking to An'an on the way: "Look at that flower, isn't it pretty?"
“Look at that car. When our An’an grows up, your great-aunt will take you for a ride in the car.”
"Oh my, our An'an is so smart! She can understand what her great-aunt is saying! Our An'an is truly the smartest, cutest, and most beautiful child in the world."
"You know I'm praising you, right? You're smiling so happily. Our An'an is so smart."
Jiang Han: "......"
My goodness, I'm a grown man standing right here, can't you see me?
The words "return the car" and "Mom" really give me goosebumps.
"Come on, let's sit over there. An'an comes here every day to watch other children play."
As Jiang Han was internally complaining, she heard her mother in her usual tone instructing her to go to the square.
"My goodness, even though your voice sounds weird when you speak with that double-tongued tone, I still want to hear you speak to me in such a gentle voice. Now you're treating me differently, aren't you!"
Jiang Han only dared to think these words in her heart; she dared not say them aloud. Her mother had mutated, and even her father dared not oppose her, so she was no match for her.
Jiang Han found a quiet spot to sit down, then took out her phone and showed her mother a replay of Yan Ling's live stream from yesterday.
Looking at the video on her phone, her aunt casually remarked, "Isn't that your brother? What kind of trouble is he causing now?"
Jiang Han teased An An, then thought for a moment and replied, "I don't know either. This was his live stream yesterday. He makes money by live streaming online every day now."
Auntie glanced at An'an in the stroller, took her phone and walked a few steps to the side. Although she knew An'an couldn't understand, she still didn't want the child to hear anything she shouldn't hear.
After watching the video for a long time, Auntie asked Jiang Han with a confused look, "What does he mean by this? What is he trying to do by saying all this?"
Jiang Han whispered back, "I don't know either. I don't contact him much, so I guess he wouldn't tell me if I asked. But didn't he say before he ended his broadcast that he would be doing a live stream today to answer questions for netizens? I'll ask him in the live stream then."
"He and Jiang Xin are An'an's parents. I don't know what benefit he gets from ruining Jiang Xin's reputation, but I know it won't do An'an any good at all."
Doesn't he consider his child at all before doing anything? With a mother with such a bad reputation, what will become of An'an?
Aunt paused for a moment, then continued, "Your dad was even planning to give him that small house. Someone like him, who would sell his own wife at any time, how could he be a filial and good person?"
"Huh? My dad hasn't given up yet?"
"Yes, your father only cares about his nephew, Yanling, and is worried that he will be homeless and destitute in his later years. But is your brother a grateful person?"
Jiang Xin treated him so well. He sold a house worth millions behind her back without her knowledge, and did she ever say a word to him about it?
“It’s okay, the house is in my name. I don’t agree to give it to Yanling, and my dad can’t do anything about it.”
“It’s not that Mom is being unreasonable. As his relatives, it’s okay for us to help each other, but there has to be a limit, right? We’ll definitely lend a hand if we can, but if it’s beyond our capabilities and we still insist on trying to help, isn’t that just being foolish?”
"Mom, don't be angry. Dad sometimes makes mistakes. Please don't take it to heart."
Jiang Han comforted her mother a few more times, and the two then sat down to wait for Yan Ling to start her live stream.
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