Yunling also smuggled some things out of the space and began practicing calligraphy by following the original owner's diary.
Suddenly, Qin Rui's cheerful voice rang out from the window. He leaned on the windowsill and said in a childish voice, "Thank you, Third Aunt."
Yunling smiled, rubbed his little head, and said, "You're welcome."
Qin Rui blushed instantly and ran away shyly.
Yunling smiled and continued practicing her calligraphy. She wrote very carefully. Next time she went to the county town to send something, if her handwriting still didn't look right, she would simply call.
She couldn't let the original owner's parents worry about her, their "daughter."
After practicing calligraphy, he wrote a letter to Qian Mingda with his left hand.
Put the letter in a blank envelope and call the gossip-eating system.
Delivering the message will deduct one point. Do you wish to deliver the message?
Yunling immediately nodded; she could always earn back this one point.
Visibly, the envelope on the table vanished in a flash.
*
Dormitory for employees of the machinery factory.
Qian Mingda returned home with a sore back and aching waist. His wife had gone to her parents' house and hadn't returned yet.
He sighed, bent down to pick up the kettle on the table, and saw a letter with his name on it.
The characters were written very large, making them look particularly ugly.
His brow was so furrowed it looked like a fly could be trapped between his brows. When did this letter come into existence? It hadn't appeared when he came back for lunch.
What a strange thing!
He casually opened the letter, flattened the folded paper, and glanced at it.
Her eyes welled up with tears, and she laughed and cried at the same time. It turned out he really wasn't her biological son.
No wonder he was treated like this since he was little. When he was young, he was ignorant and thought that other children had their mothers to love them, so he longed for his mother to hold him. But he was pushed away and made to lie in bed for less than a day before being sent to work.
He stared at the letter through gritted teeth. If what was written in the letter was true, he felt like killing that old woman.
He was the one who switched the children, letting his biological son live a better life in his place.
Knowing full well that it was unfair to him, they still abused and humiliated him.
He secretly recognized his own son and then arrogantly asked him for money.
Really...
Looking back on the past, he realized that everything had a traceable origin. He was really foolish; he didn't think much about it and just felt unlucky to have such a mother. He never imagined that he wasn't her biological son.
No wonder she disliked him since he was a child. Before Qian Mingli was born, he comforted himself that his mother was just different from others, favoring girls over boys. Sometimes, if she gave him a smile, he would be happy all day.
However, after Qian Mingli was born, he was doted on by her. He started working when he was four years old. He was not even as tall as the stove, so he stood on a stool to work. Sweeping the floor and feeding the chickens were always his chores. His two older sisters never did these things. They thought he was dirty and told him to get away. They didn't give him food and made him live in the woodshed.
In the dead of winter, a cold wind blew, and he shivered from the cold, only to be kicked by his mother who came to the woodshed to get firewood.
Scolding him won't do any good.
When Qian Mingli was four years old, she coaxed him to eat and fed him. She also steamed egg custard for him every day. He had raised chickens for so long, but he had never eaten an egg.
Later, countless times when Qian Mingli went out to play, he would fall, get injured, or cry, and he would get a good scolding when he got home.
Mingming was admitted to high school, but they didn't let him continue. It wasn't that the family didn't have money; they wanted to save the money for Mingli to spend.
He's so stupid, so foolish.
Fan Chunjuan is a despicable woman!
May they die a horrible death!
As soon as Wang Rongrong reached her doorstep, she saw a large crowd gathered there, peering at her with strange looks.
"What's wrong? What are you doing lying in front of my house?"
The crowd looked embarrassed and made way for her.
Wang Rongrong frowned as she opened the door, and heard crying coming from inside. She recognized the voice as her husband's.
She quickly opened the door and saw her husband sitting on the floor with red and swollen eyes.
Aunt Gao, a neighbor, peeked in and said, "Xiao Wang, did you bully Xiao Qian again? Look how wronged Xiao Qian is, even a grown man is crying."
A pot was slammed onto Wang Rongrong's head with a bang.
Wang Rongrong didn't know what was going on, but seeing the man crying so sadly, she felt very sorry for him. She said to the people watching the commotion at the door, "Aunties, the children will be getting out of school soon, you should hurry back and cook!"
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