"Come here." His father's voice was choked with emotion as he beckoned to him.
Jiang Jinhua stepped forward without hesitation: "Father, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, his father's hand fell on his head.
Jiang Jinhua quickly covered his buttocks and jumped away, feeling very wronged.
"Dad, why did you hit me?"
“I hit you because of you. If it weren’t for you, your sister wouldn’t have gone to the countryside in your place. Your sister wouldn’t have married herself off without saying a word.”
Jiang Junrong grew increasingly angry as he spoke, and he increased the pressure on his hands.
When Jiang Jinhua heard that his sister had gotten married, he was stunned and didn't even react when his father hit him.
"No, impossible! How could my sister have gotten married? That Liu guy went to the countryside too. Could my sister have secretly married him?!"
Jiang Jinhua ran to his mother's side, wanting to take the letter and see what it was.
But as soon as his mother saw him approach, she raised her hand and hit him without saying a word.
He hadn't enjoyed mixed doubles like this in a long time.
In the past, he would have run away long ago.
But now he's more interested in knowing who his sister married.
He crouched down, holding his head in his hands, enduring the unusual love from his parents.
"Father, Mother, please stop hitting me. Can you tell me who my sister married?"
"Your sister married a rough, uncouth man from the area, sob sob... My poor daughter, if your sister hadn't gone to the countryside for that scoundrel, she wouldn't have ruined her life like this. Sob sob..."
Zhou Wenjing cried very sadly.
"Mom, don't cry. At worst, I'll go to the countryside and get my sister back."
Jiang Jinhua also loves his sister very much, and he doesn't want her to suffer.
He felt very guilty during the time his sister was sent to the countryside.
If he had been more careful, he wouldn't have let his sister succeed, and he wouldn't have let her go to the countryside.
Upon hearing this, the two elders stopped what they were doing.
The two exchanged a glance, and Jiang Junrong said, "It's impossible to go back, but you must protect your sister. If even a single hair on your sister's head is harmed, you will be held responsible."
Jiang Jinhua had a miserable look on his face; his love for his sister was one thing.
However, his parents' preference for daughters over sons is another matter entirely.
While other families favor sons over daughters, his family is different; they favor daughters over sons.
Many times he wondered if he had been picked up from a garbage dump. The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. He couldn't help but ask, "Father, Mother, was I picked up from a garbage dump?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhou Wenjing slapped him on the head again.
"This piece of trash is a real nuisance. If you found it, I'll just throw it back to you so I don't have to worry about it every day."
Yes, Jiang Jinhua's face looks exactly like his father, Jiang Junrong, and there's even a resemblance to Zhou Wenjing in his features. It's truly a bizarre story that he was adopted.
The two elders still felt that their daughter was sensible, well-behaved, gentle, and caring, and that she would always feel sorry for them.
But this sweet little girl was taken by a pig not long after she went to the countryside to work, how could they not be heartbroken?
Zhou Wenjing grabbed Jiang Jinhua's ear and wouldn't let go no matter how much he cried out in pain. She dragged him back to his room and said, "Hurry up and pack your things."
He left after saying that.
Jiang Junrong was packing up the things Jiang Jinxiu had sent them.
Seeing this, Zhou Wenjing quickly stepped forward to help: "Let's pack these things away quickly. That brat must have been seen by someone else when he brought them back. If word gets to your mother, these things might not be safe. I really don't know where that silly girl got so many nice things. Could it be her dowry from her husband's family?"
At this point, Zhou Wenjing's tears fell uncontrollably again.
Jiang Junrong was filled with regret at this moment. If he had known it would turn out this way, he shouldn't have been so soft-hearted towards those people. The more he thought about it, the more regretful he became.
"Wife, the Liu family and the Song family have been doing so well these past few years."
The tacit understanding between an old married couple is so strong that they can understand each other with just a word.
In her letter, Jiang Jinxiu mentioned that she was no longer friends with Liu Jianjun and Song Wan'er.
They have no idea how much harm is behind those few words.
But they knew that, given their daughter's personality, for her to tell them this, those two must have done something to betray her.
And it was the kind of thing that seriously crossed the line.
Liu Jianjun, Song Wan'er, and their daughter grew up together. They used to see that their daughter enjoyed playing with them, which made them happy, so their daughter wouldn't be alone.
How could parents not know when their daughter gives them things?
Because of this relationship, they also provided a lot of support to the Liu and Song families in their work.
I just hope they truly care about their daughter.
But now it seems that some people have become arrogant.
Zhou Wenjing nodded slightly: "You don't need to get involved. They're all in my factory. I'll handle it."
Jiang Junrong's identity is sensitive, and given the current special circumstances, it's best for him to behave himself.
The higher you climb, the more cautious you need to be.
His rivals are still lurking in the shadows.
Even she herself couldn't act openly in the factory.
We need to take a long-term approach.
After all, if something happens to her, it will also implicate Jiang Junrong.
If something happens to them both, the children will have no one to protect them.
"What are you going to do about your mother? If she hadn't registered Xiaohua's name, your daughter wouldn't have had the chance to go to the countryside in Xiaohua's place."
Zhou Wenjing's voice was filled with resentment.
Jiang's mother had four children in her life, two sons and two daughters.
The eldest son is the second and third daughters, and the youngest son is Jiang Junrong.
Among the children.
Jiang Junrong is the most capable.
However, his achievements today are the result of his hard work and dedication.
In most families with several children, parents tend to favor the youngest.
In their family, the eldest child is the most favored.
The more capable the youngest child is, the less favored they become.
According to Jiang's mother, the youngest son stole all of his brother's luck, which is why his brother accomplished nothing.
She doesn't even consider how much she spoils her precious eldest son.
He was idle since childhood, and whenever he had to do something, he would complain that this was hard and that was tiring.
After the family split up, her two sons took turns caring for her in her old age, but she did the opposite.
The younger son's family would bring all their good stuff to the older son's house, not even a stool.
In her eyes, all the good things should belong to her eldest son, and since her younger son is successful, he should help his older brother.
Jiang Junrong felt heartbroken every time he thought about his mother's behavior.
When his father was still alive, his mother would be more restrained.
After her father passed away, she had no more scruples.
Thinking of this, he felt very sorry for his wife and children: "Wife, I'm sorry for making you suffer."
Zhou Wenjing glanced at him, knowing he was also upset. She didn't say anything more and quickly packed her things.
Unfortunately, no matter how fast they moved, they were still not as fast as Jiang's mother, who came running upon hearing the commotion.
"Youngest brother, I heard that brat Xiao Hua brought back several big bags of packages. Where are they?"
The voice precedes the person.
Zhou Wenjing's face paled upon hearing the voice.
She had a bad feeling that these things were going to be lost.
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