Chapter 231 Body
Mother An looked panicked and hurriedly picked up the broken cup.
"Mom, let me do it, don't cut your hands." An Jianjun squatted down and wanted to take the broken cup from An's mother's hand and throw it away.
"No need, I'll do it." Mother An quickly held the cup tightly, got up and went to the kitchen.
Watching An's mother fleeing in panic, An Jianjun did not continue to ask questions. As a soldier, he had already noticed something, and there was no need for him to continue asking.
An's mother hid in the kitchen, threw the broken cup into the trash can, covered her chest, and looked dazed.
Sure enough...this day finally came.
She thought that this day would never come. After all, the child was picked up by them in the mountains, and the probability of him being abandoned was very high.
She always treated An Jianjun as her own son, and never thought that he was not her biological son, but was adopted and should be treated differently.
Because the old man felt that she was too guilty, so he gave this as compensation to her child.
Her child was suffocated to death due to her negligence. She blamed herself for leaving the child alone in the house.
Mother An left her one-month-old baby alone in the house and went to work in the fields. Fearing that the child would be cold, she covered him with a thick blanket.
Little did he know that this would become his deadly weapon.
Little Jianjun lay alone on the kang, kicking his legs back and forth, and moved the quilt over his head, completely covering himself. The child was too young to save himself.
When Pan's mother came home to make lunch, she returned to the room and found that her child was no longer breathing.
She was devastated by this fact and was ill for several days.
Father An had no choice but to force his son to hold the child, intending to bury him in the mountains. However, he heard the baby crying while holding the child.
He looked over and saw that it was a boy, about the same age as Xiao An Jianjun, probably a newborn baby.
I don't know which family is so cruel as to abandon such a young child in the mountains to fend for himself.
Thinking about Mother An's recent condition, Father An decided to take the child back to raise. This is God's compensation for the third child in their family. This is God's will!
When An's father returned with the child in his arms, An's mother was stunned.
Is the child not dead?
It's impossible. She saw with her own eyes that the child's face had turned blue and he had already died.
"Guiying, this is another child God has given me. He is our third child." Father An, who never believed in fate, felt that this child was destined to be with their family.
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that he went into the mountains and met this child? If he had been a little later, the child would have been eaten by the wild beasts in the mountains.
From then on, An's mother kept the child she had picked up with her at all times. Even when she was working, she would never leave him or her side. She would simply tie the child to herself with a piece of cloth and then go to work.
The child grows up day by day and becomes more and more likable.
Although he is very naughty, he knows how to care for others. He has known how to care for his parents since he was a child, helping them with work and reducing their burden, which deeply moved An's father and mother.
Of the four sons, An's mother would indeed pay more attention to the third son because she was afraid of losing him again.
The birth of this child filled the emptiness and guilt in An's mother's heart.
She poured all her feelings for the dead child into An Jianjun, which helped her to get out of her grief.
As time passed, the child finally grew up and became more and more outstanding. He was good at studying and handsome. Everyone who saw him would praise him. Mother An felt a special sense of accomplishment.
An's mother had long forgotten that this son was not actually her biological son.
Mother An calmed herself down and went to the living room.
An Jianjun has been waiting for An's mother.
Seeing the scratches on An's mother's hand, blood had already come out. "Mom, you are bleeding!"
An Jianjun took out the medicine box at home and applied medicine and bandaged An's mother's wound.
Mother An looked at her son in front of her and was struggling in her heart. She didn't want to return the child. This was the son she had raised for more than 20 years.
I couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke An Jianjun's face.
An Jianjun felt the roughness on his mother's face and held her hand. "Mom, I'm sorry. I won't ask anymore. I will always be your son."
"Woo woo woo!" An Jianjun's words broke down An's mother's defense, and she threw herself into An Jianjun's arms.
"My third child!"
An Jianjun's eyes also turned red.
Feng Jiaojiao, who was taking care of the child in the house, listened to the conversation between the two people in the living room. She did not go out because this was a moment belonging to them as mother and child.
Mother An cried for a while and finally calmed down.
In fact, An's mother rarely cries, and she always has a strong and aggressive personality.
She only cried when she lost her child, out of guilt. Later, when An's father brought An Jianjun back, she cried because she had found him again. And then there was this time, because she was going to lose another son.
Because she knew it was time to return the son to his mother.
An Jianjun has the right to know his own identity. If his parents had not come to find him and no one mentioned this matter, she would have kept it in her heart for the rest of her life.
"Tell me, what happened?" Mother An really wanted to know the other party's situation.
An Jianjun told An's mother about the Lei family he and Feng Jiaojiao met in the capital. The Lei family had their child taken away by enemy spies. Their only son had been missing for 26 years and they had been looking for him. The Lei family believed that he was their child.
After hearing this, An's mother was silent for a while. She thought that the child should recognize these as his biological parents, and she couldn't stop him.
"Jianjun, you are definitely not your mother's son..."
An's mother told the story that she had accidentally killed her own child. When An's father went to bury the child, he heard the baby crying and brought it back.
An Jianjun finally knew the truth.
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