“After we got married, he learned about my past and kept trying to figure out how to make that child our biological child without anyone knowing. We didn’t tell anyone about that child’s existence until our daughter was born.”
“The woman who delivered my baby was Widow Chen from the village. She had no children of her own, but she was very kind to our family. We knew we couldn’t hide it from the people of Xinghua Village, so we discussed with Widow Chen about leaving the baby with her and asking her to take care of the child for us. We would give her enough money.”
“Until that day, Jiao Dazhuang barged into my house and saw my daughter… We didn’t want to cause any more trouble, so we quietly moved to Huaigu Village with that child.”
“My daughter stayed with Widow Chen for the time being. I originally planned to take her back as soon as possible, but the child fell ill again. Over the years, we have been seeking medical treatment everywhere to treat the child, spending all our savings. I have also pawned most of my jewelry, and my husband has also fallen ill from overwork in order to earn money for the child’s treatment!”
"Once my husband's illness improved, I rushed to Xinghua Village to pick up my daughter... but who would have thought...!"
Jiao's mother covered her face and wept, and everyone had a bad feeling.
"Widow Chen said that two years ago, when she went out to work, my daughter was left unattended. She fell and damaged her brain. She couldn't even speak anymore and could only call for her parents!"
At this point, Jiao's mother broke down in tears, throwing herself into Mr. Xunmei's arms and sobbing uncontrollably.
When Jiang Shan saw Jiao's mother crying, he felt a dull ache in his heart, as if an invisible hand had grabbed at him.
It tugs at my heartstrings, a deep and abiding sorrow.
“Widow Chen dreamed of having a child. She took very good care of my daughter, but she still managed to hurt her. I insisted on taking the child with me, but Widow Chen threatened to kill herself, so I had no choice but to leave empty-handed.”
"My husband knew I couldn't bring the child back, so as soon as he recovered from his illness, he took me to Widow Chen's house. But we couldn't find Widow Chen anymore; she had taken my daughter away!" Jiao's mother cried so hard she almost fainted.
Mr. Xunmei kept wiping away his tears while gently patting his daughter's shoulder in silent comfort.
“We originally planned to leave Huaigu Village to find our daughter, but I unexpectedly became pregnant. In order to let me give birth to the child in peace, my husband searched for our daughter everywhere while working hard to earn money to support the family. In the end, he developed a serious illness and died…”
“After my husband left, I was left alone with two children and had no way to find my daughter. I thought I would never see my poor daughter again in this life, but unexpectedly, a few months after my husband left, I met Widow Chen on the mountain. She brought my daughter with her!”
Jiao's mother was both crying and laughing. Through her teary eyes, her gaze landed precisely on Jiang Shan.
At the same moment, everyone's gaze followed Jiao's mother's and fell on Jiang Shan.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Shan instinctively took two steps back and subconsciously shook his head.
"No, no, it wasn't me, I wasn't...!"
"Shan'er, my poor daughter!" Jiao's mother cried as she walked towards Jiangshan and hugged her tightly.
"Shan'er, I'm so sorry. I don't have the ability to take my three children to another place, and I can't let the villagers gossip about us. I can only make you suffer and tell others that you are a silly girl that I picked up on the mountain..."
Jiang Shan clutched his chest, feeling a tremendous pull on it. His face grew paler and paler, and his head throbbed with pain.
It felt as if something was violently impacting her soul, tearing at her brain nerves. Memories that didn't belong to her rushed into her mind, rampaging and shattering her spirit.
That is the memory of the land belonging to this world!
An absurd idea popped into Jiang Shan's mind: Jiang Shan's soul had returned and was trying to take her body back!
Holy shit!
No way! She had worked so hard to build her own empire in this world, and she had developed an inseparable bond with the people around her. More importantly, her bloodline was here, and Jianghuai was her life!
"No, no, get away... It's mine... Don't let them pull me, get out!"
Jiang Shan, his face pale and eyes filled with fear, struggled out of Jiao's mother's arms, muttering to himself and gesturing wildly as if trying to drive something away.
Suddenly, she clutched her head and screamed in despair, collapsing to the ground as if utterly exhausted.
"Shan'er!" Fu Qiyuan hugged Jiang Shan tightly, his heart pounding in his chest.
"My son, what's wrong with you? Someone come quick! Call a doctor, go get a doctor!"
"Sister...!" Sanlang cried out, his face pale, clutching Mr. Xunmei's hand tightly, his eyes filled with fear and helplessness.
Mr. Xunmei and the Fu family head were also stunned by this sudden turn of events. Fortunately, the Fu family head reacted quickly. He rushed to the door and shouted, "An Yi, invite all the most famous doctors in Yuzhou City over here, quickly!"
After speaking, her gaze lingered on the disheveled man beside her for three breaths, her eyes swirling with a complex mix of emotions. Finally, she sighed, "Why are you here? Did you hear what Mei said?"
Fu Ting did not answer his father's question. He stared blankly at the woman inside who was crying her heart out, his mind in turmoil.
Fu Qiyuan had already brought Jiang Shan out. He hurriedly ran to the carriage and asked Fu Shu to drive back to the Jiang residence.
Jiao's mother followed closely behind. As she ran towards the carriage, she glanced back at the man in blue standing blankly at the entrance of the government office, pursed her lips, lifted her skirt, and got into the carriage.
"Yuan'er, you and your mother take Shan'er back first, we'll be there soon!" Mr. Xunmei waved to the carriage, his legs weak as he leaned against Sanlang.
Fu Wen also arrived in his carriage. He and Sanlang helped Mr. Xunmei into the carriage, then urged Old Master Fu to get in as well, before finally glancing at the drab man in blue.
This sight was alarming; he fell straight off the driver's seat and couldn't get up for a long time.
Fu Ting silently stepped forward, glanced at Fu Wen, and said emotionlessly, "Ride your horse back yourself!"
Then Fu Wen watched helplessly as his master took his place and drove away in the carriage.
He glanced around, then painfully got up from the ground and limped toward the big black horse next to the stone lion.
...
The Jiang residence was thrown into chaos for a while!
Everyone stood nervously in the hall, staring intently in the same direction, watching as doctors came out in waves, only to leave one after another shaking their heads.
Jiao's mother held Jiang Huai in her arms, silently shedding tears.
Jiang Huai seemed to sense something and was no longer as lively as before. He slumped into his mother's arms, his little mouth pouting and his chubby cheeks puffed up.
No one was in the mood to receive Fu Ting, and no one cared why he was there in this state.
Mr. Xunmei couldn't bear to watch any longer and instructed Fu Shu to take Fu Ting downstairs to freshen up.
He's a high-ranking official of the second rank in the imperial court, what kind of behavior is it for him to stand here like a vagrant!
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