Xiao Ji still didn't say a word, lying on the bed with a dull look in his eyes, not moving at all.
Zheng Xinyi glanced at him and sighed softly: "Don't you really have anything to say?"
After a long while, Xiao Ji spoke slowly with a hoarse voice: "Whose child is that?"
Zheng Xinyi raised the corner of her mouth with a sneer: "Don't you know who the father of the child is?"
Xiao Ji's expression changed slightly, and he asked uncertainly: "Is Xiao Cao my child?"
"Xiao Ji, do you really know nothing? Or are you just pretending to be stupid?" Zheng Xinyi frowned slightly and asked in a questioning tone: "You suddenly disappeared, and Zheng Xinxin searched for you like crazy and asked your brother, but she couldn't find your whereabouts. Instead, your brother..."
Zheng Xinyi couldn't bear to continue. At this point, Xiao Ji already understood. His face turned pale, his eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief: "Are you saying that Xinxin was...?"
Zheng Xinyi nodded confidently. Xiao Ji clenched his hands tightly around the quilt, gritting his teeth in hatred: "These bastards, these beasts."
At this moment, Zheng Xinxin's body began to sweat and sway slightly. This was the pain in her heart, the scar she had never dared to touch, and the biggest stain in her life. It had been haunting her day and night like a nightmare.
"Xinxin, are you okay?" Cheng Haoyu took a stool and helped her sit down, speaking with concern.
Zheng Shaonan's eyes were also red, his hands were clenched into fists, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his heart felt like it was being tightened by a vine, and it hurt a lot.
"Uncle San, you sit down too." Cheng Haoyu moved the stool behind him and calmed him down.
Zheng Xinyi's surprised voice continued to emanate from inside: "Don't you really know about this? Didn't you instruct your brothers to bring Xinxin to this point today?"
"In everyone's eyes, I, Xiao Ji, am a rogue who steals and does all kinds of evil. But in fact, who understands the pain in my heart? I have no father or mother since I was a child. My only relative is my elderly grandmother. When I was young, my grandmother could do some needlework to earn some money and provide warmth for the two of us. But when I grew up, my grandmother was old and her eyes were blurry. She could not lift needlework. I couldn't let my grandmother go hungry. I could not study or go to school, but I couldn't watch my grandmother go hungry with me. So I started looking for work to make money, but the world was difficult. While I was doing hard labor, I was ridiculed by others. Seeing that I was young, the foreman deliberately made things difficult for me, doing the most tiring physical work, but giving me the least wages." Thinking of that period of time, Xiao Ji still gritted his teeth in hatred: "I sweat countless times every day, but in the end I couldn't even earn enough to buy a pancake."
Xiao Ji was a little excited, and his eyes turned red. Zheng Xinyi handed him the water cup again: "If you want, I can share your story. Let's sit up, drink some water, and talk slowly."
Xiao Ji sat up and drank the water in the cup. "I watched my grandma's body become thinner and thinner, but I was powerless and could only work hard to make money. Later, my grandma became seriously ill. I carried her on my back in the middle of the night to seek medical treatment. Because I had no money to buy medicine, my grandma's condition became more and more serious. I knelt on the ground and begged the doctors to save my grandma, knocking my head and bleeding, but those doctors had no sympathy. I watched my grandma die at the hospital door."
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