"Sutang, Xiaoduo, you said it was delicious, so I brought you some. Eat it when you get back, and the cook will make more and send it to you later." Seeing Xiaoduo peeking out curiously, Jiang An told her with a smile.
"Mr. Jiang, you're a really good person," Hong Xiaoduo said, resting her chin on her hand.
Jiang An, who was being praised, shook his head with a wry smile: "What's the use of me being good? My descendants are immoral. I can still suppress them now, but what about when I get old and frail? Sigh, never mind, let's not talk about this."
“Mr. Jiang, there’s a saying that good people are rewarded. It’s just that your time hasn’t come yet. Don’t be pessimistic. Maybe things will turn around and everything will get better,” Hong Xiaoduo advised, almost unable to resist telling him her doubts.
"Good people get good rewards? If that were true, my wife wouldn't have died so young from childbirth. Xiaoduo, don't try to comfort me anymore. I've already figured it out. Maybe my wife and I owed this bastard something in our past lives, and this is our way of repaying him."
As for any turning point? "The sapling was crooked from the start, and now it's crooked and can't straighten up again." Jiang An's eyes were red; the son his wife had risked her life to give birth to had turned out to be such a scoundrel.
If he could turn back time, he would wish to go back to the time before his wife became pregnant. He would definitely find a doctor to give them both a medicine to prevent them from having children, and he would rather die without any children than let his wife live.
Seeing the distressed Mr. Jiang, Hong Xiaoduo thought to herself, "Your turning point is me! Just wait and see, I'll find out the truth."
After sending Hong Xiaoduo back to the Yang family residence, Jiang An did not enter the courtyard. He watched as a large group of people, young and old, escorted Hong Xiaoduo inside before getting into his own carriage and turning back.
Tian Shu and the others had already finished lunch and cleaned up the dishes.
They gathered around Hong Xiaoduo, enjoying the crispy candy given to them by the Jiang family.
"What? You're going out?" Quan Jinghuai blurted out after hearing what Hong Xiaoduo said...
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