Jiang Weihui also stood up, looking at the father she once loved and respected, and asked with a choked voice, "Why? Why? I would rather you were really gone.
You're alive! Twenty years of repaying a favor is a joke, a mockery of my ignorance, believing in the body based on a severed finger and clothes. You used me, exploited my trust in my father, to prove to others that you were truly gone.
You're alive! The years I spent struggling in the countryside were a joke, mocking how foolish I was! My father-in-law threw me into the countryside to save his job! My efforts to return to the city were blocked by many parties.
You are alive! I feel ashamed when facing my eldest son Zhou Niao, because his misfortune was caused by my father and father-in-law!
Why are you still alive? Why do you still want to live? Why do you still have the upper hand? Why do you look down upon me and my family from so high and mighty? Why did it take us six years of hard work to finally have the courage to walk into this courtyard and question you?
Why? Why? Because you are the high and mighty Chief Jiang!
Your height is so high! Your distance is so far! Your heart is so cruel! So cruel that after confirming you, I still worry about my own family's future!
Where's your heart? Where's your heart? Feel your chest. Is it still there? Is it still there?
I hate you! I hate you so much that even if you destroy everything you have, it won’t be enough to relieve my hatred! "
Zhou Hua supported his overly excited mother and said, "Okay! Let's start smashing it!"
As soon as he said this, Zhou Xiang immediately helped his grandmother move away. His grandmother was old and not suitable for this sport. Moreover, her small feet made it inconvenient for her to dodge.
When Jiang Weihui heard this, she vented her anger on the items. She reached out and pushed the exquisite porcelain on the shelf. The little girl said that even if it was a fake, she would have to pay a craftsman to make it look realistic.
In the living room, the sound of breaking things was immediately heard.
Jiang Xing'an breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it wasn't directed at anyone. Last night, after he heard that the Zhou family had entered Beijing, he immediately asked someone to replace the porcelain.
Zhou wanted to pull her grandmother to her second sister, but when she turned around, she saw her third brother was about to hit him with his hand again, but Xiao Chunmei stopped him.
She flipped her hand and a baseball bat appeared in her hand, but the revolver was no longer suitable.
He ran to the two people who were pulling each other, "Third brother, this is useful, return it to aunt after use."
Seeing that she had the tools, Xiao Chunmei stopped stopping Zhou and let him vent.
After Zhou Hua took the baseball bat, all the wooden furniture was smashed to pieces wherever he passed.
Jiang Xing'an felt distressed. These furniture were specially made. Although they were imitations, the materials were real!
Faced with his angry eldest daughter and little grandson, he couldn't open his mouth to tell them to stop.
But, isn’t the little grandson a little too strong? The baseball bat is very strong, but it would take enough strength to smash these antique furniture.
Ding Fengqin stood by the side door. The tearful questioning in the living room made her feel guilty and scared.
Jiang Weihua followed her and asked, "Why don't you go in? Go see it with your own eyes! You are the winner."
"Hua'er!" Ding Fengqin scolded her son angrily. He was becoming more and more excessive.
Jiang Weihua waved his hand, "It's useless to be angry with me. Go in and see the wrinkles on my stepmother's face. You will be proud."
"Hua'er, you can't talk to me like that. No matter what, I'm your mother!"
Jiang Weihua growled hoarsely, "I'd rather not, you know? Since I learned the truth, I couldn't sleep for three consecutive nights. I was showering all the time. I felt so dirty. Unfortunately, it's ingrained in my bones and can't be washed away."
Looking at her son's red eyes, Ding Fengqin was speechless.
Is this karma in this life? She and her husband actually gave birth to such a kind person?
In the living room, not a single thing was left intact after being smashed by Zhou Hua, including the repaired piano, which was now shattered.
Zhou Hua stood back in front of Jiang Xing'an. "Chief Jiang, are you feeling aggrieved? Since I was little, I've never understood why it's wrong whether I do something or not. I've even been dragged out of bed and beaten while I was asleep. I can't sleep soundly every night, afraid I won't be able to avoid the stick that carries hatred.
When I was 13, I realized I was being punished for someone else's crimes. At the time, my only thought was to dig up his grave and whip his corpse. But now, I think it's good that you're alive. I can vent my anger from time to time.
Maybe when you are eating, or sleeping soundly, let me let you experience the darkness of panic, anxiety and helplessness.
Jiang Xing'an drooped his eyelids slightly, and his hands that were leaning on the crutches were shaking. He couldn't look directly into the pair of eyes under the white hair, which were indifferent and without any emotion or even hatred.
Ding Fengqin covered her mouth outside the side door. The investigation report was straightforward in words and not that intuitive.
Now facing him, listening to his few words expressing his despair at that time, she was really afraid to step through the door in front of her.
She could face Liu and the Jiang Weihui sisters, but she could not face Zhou Hua, who had endured all of Liu's hatred.
Liu's hatred comes from her appearance.
She turned around, pushed her son away, and went back to the backyard. She had no right to say anything!
Jiang Weihua covered his chest, it hurt so much! When Zhou Xiang described it, he felt that his family of three was wrong, and he could try to make amends.
Now, Zhou Hua's words made him feel that his family was unforgivable. He even ridiculously wanted to compensate Zhou Hua to appease his uneasy conscience, which was fine as long as he felt uneasy for the rest of his life.
He also turned around and prepared to leave. He needed to think about where to go next.
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