Tang Yiren was really stunned this time.
Tang Meitang seemed to have thought of something, frowned slightly, and looked at Tang Yiren with a complicated expression.
Tang Yiren was still at a loss, but Jiang Xuxu had already keenly noticed the strangeness on Tang Meitang's face and tilted his head slightly.
"It seems your daughter has the answer."
Tang Yiren suddenly looked at her daughter, who curled her lips slightly and looked at her with a sour tone.
"Don't you have one? You treat her better than your own daughter."
Hearing what Tang Meitang said, Tang Yiren obviously thought of it as well. Her face was full of tremors and she couldn't even speak for a while.
Zou Nanbei, who was standing next to him, asked at the right moment, "Teacher Tang, who is the person your daughter is talking about?"
Tang Yiren's originally upright figure slumped slightly, as if she was somewhat helpless.
"She was talking about a student I sponsored..."
Tang Yiren once went to a county town with her dance troupe for a charity performance. Many people from nearby mountain villages came at that time. Tang Yiren accidentally met a girl with scars on her face who was selling flowers at the door.
It was learned that the other party was beaten because her family was poor and her family wanted her to drop out of school and work to support her younger brother, but she refused.
But even so, she still did not give up the opportunity to go to school. Despite her thin body, she tried to earn money for her tuition by working.
Tang Yiren was moved by the child's perseverance and hard work, and offered to support the child's education until he went to college...
But in fact, she decided to sponsor the child not only because of the child's strength, but also because the child's eyes were very similar to her Meitang.
Tang Yiren decided to support the other party because she was thinking of her own daughter.
But now, this little master said that the child is also his daughter? ?
How, how is this possible?
She clearly... only gave birth to one daughter.
Tang Yiren didn't think that Jiang Xuxu and the program crew had conspired to deceive her, but... she vaguely felt that something seemed wrong.
He subconsciously looked at Jiang Xuxu, as if wanting to verify it.
Jiang Xuxu thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have a photo of the other person?"
Tang Yiren thought for a moment, nodded, then opened her phone and quickly searched through it, opened a group photo, and handed it to Jiang Xuxu.
The girl in the photo is pretty but a little dull. She has two pigtails and stands properly next to Tang Yiren. There is a light in her eyes as she looks at the camera.
The audience in the live broadcast room also saw the girl’s photo, and someone immediately posted a comment.
[I have seen this sister before!!!]
[She is in the same class as me! But she looks a little more mature in person than in the photo. ]
Jiang Xuxu didn't know what the barrage was saying, and after just one look at the photo, he was sure.
"She is your daughter."
Tang Yiren was more shocked than surprised.
"She... is really my daughter? I, I have two daughters?"
Tang Yiren's reaction was very genuine, not at all fake. Zhou Chacha, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but whisper to Bai Zhu,
"How many children did she give birth to? Doesn't she know?"
Bai Zhu was suddenly addressed, and became a little nervous. He turned his head and answered seriously and quietly,
"She has a brain disease. It's what you people often call post-traumatic stress disorder. When she suffers a severe blow and cannot face it, she will selectively forget some things."
Jiang Xuxu heard the conversation between the two, and when he looked at Tang Yiren again, he suddenly understood a little more.
Judging from Tang Yiren's face, at the same time as her other line of children separated from her, her palace of marriage also became completely dim.
According to Bai Zhu, she lost her husband and daughter in the same year.
Jiang Xuxu's guess was soon confirmed. The program team contacted Tang Yiren's relatives and finally learned the truth.
It turned out that Tang Yiren was pregnant with twins. However, when she was eight months pregnant, she received the news that her husband had died unexpectedly. Tang Yiren found it difficult to accept the news for a while, and she suffered a difficult delivery due to the shock. Only one of the two children survived.
First it was her husband, then her child. Tang Yiren couldn't bear the blow and fainted.
When she woke up again, she chose to forget the dead child.
She thought she had a baby, and her relatives and friends were afraid that it would upset her again, so they also concealed the fact...
Tang Yiren never expected the truth to be like this. She tried to recall, but felt a slight pain in her head and subconsciously covered her head with her hands.
Bai Zhu hesitated slightly, stepped forward, put his hand gently on her head, and touched it quickly.
From Jiang Xuxu's perspective, he saw a little white spiritual energy overflowing from Bai Zhu's hands, and the spiritual energy seeped into Tang Yiren's brain through Bai Zhu's hands.
Tang Yiren seemed to freeze, and the next second, her eyes quickly turned red. She fell into endless sorrow and pain. Her face suddenly turned as pale as paper, and her body was shaking.
Fortunately, Tang Meitang supported the person in time.
After Tang Yiren managed to steady herself, she tried with trembling hands to open the address book on her phone.
But her fingers were shaking so badly that she tried several times but failed to find the contact.
Tang Meitang couldn't bear it anymore, so she gritted her teeth, snatched her phone, and dialed the man's number in no time.
After the call was connected, he did not return the phone to Tang Yiren, but spoke directly to the other end of the phone.
"My mother wants to see you. Come home right now."
Her voice was slightly out of tune and her hand holding the phone was visibly tight, showing that her heart was not as calm as her appearance.
Tang Yiren didn't notice her daughter's emotions, and felt a little dissatisfied after listening to her simple and rough words.
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