The Age of Rebirth: The Stepmother of the Sick Beauty Just Wants to Salt Fish

Whenever Jiang Boya talked about the past, or recalled the past, Jiang Boya would feel pain in his heart.

Mr. Jiang was sullen, and after a long while, he said: "You haven't gotten married all these years, have you always been thinking about that girl? If yes, you'd better dispel this idea for me. She is just a servant of our family with a low status. How can you marry me?" Come into my Jiang family's door and be my Jiang Hongfa's daughter-in-law?"

Jiang Boya: "You are a feudal ideology! Everyone is equal at home and abroad, not to mention that Uncle Fang followed you out and is loyal to you. How can you still look at Uncle Fang's family with old eyes?"

Old Man Jiang: "No matter what kind of society it is, you have to pay attention to the right family! Also, listen carefully, even if I, Jiang Hongfa, are cut off by you, I will never recognize a child born by a maid as my grandson! "

Jiang Boya's eyes were red: "Is that why you look down on my child?"

Mr. Jiang: "I despise the woman who gave birth to you. Her status is lowly, and half of her blood is left in the body of the child she gave birth to. This is not the offspring I want!"

"My natal family is good, good-looking, and good-natured. Why didn't you have a child with my mother? And why did you have me with my mother's younger sister and my mother?"

"Marrying your mother was arranged by the elders of the family. It was a marriage between the two families. I don't have much affection for your mother, and your mother didn't give birth to a son and a half. It's not that I didn't let her have one, but your mother couldn't conceive at all. .As for... As for the matter between me and your mother, I have nothing to say."

Leaning on the back of the chair, Mr. Jiang raised his head, slowly closed his eyes, and his thoughts drifted to decades ago, as if he saw that graceful figure standing under the peach blossom tree for a moment...

"You say that, are you sorry for my mother and my mother?" Jiang Boya didn't know what Mr. Jiang was thinking, he clenched his fists hanging by his side, and said in a solemn tone: "I will find a way to return to China as soon as possible."

The study door opened and closed, leaving Mr. Jiang sitting inside alone.

"..."

"Wanqiu, are you blaming me and hating me all these years?"

Old Man Jiang suddenly opened his eyes, and he sat upright: "Do you want me to die in front of your eyes?"

Jiang Boya pursed his lips tightly and remained silent for a long time.

Jiang Boya turned around, and when he reached the door of the study, he stopped his feet: "It was a girl who saved me and Ah Feng, she..." He didn't look back at Mr. Jiang, and the words came to his lips, and finally Still in the throat of regret.

"Whether I took you out of the country back then or forbade you to go back now, I did it for your own good." After saying this, Mr. Jiang seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. He sighed and waved his hands: "Go out!" .”

Mr. Jiang looked out the window at the sky, his eyes full of confusion, he murmured: "...Yun'er, are you also resenting me, hating me? Blaming me for leaving your sisters in the country, resenting me for taking Boya away from your sister? "

Outside the door of the study, Jiang Boya looked downcast. He stood at the door for a moment, then walked to his own study.After sitting on the chair behind the desk and opening the drawer, Jiang Boya took out a yellowed black and white photo from a black hardcover notebook.

Looking at the photo, his eyes gradually glowed.

"Mom, are you okay? You go to see your mother every year, right? Are you angry that I haven't gone back for so many years?"

There are two people in the photo, one of them is dressed as a young woman with her hair tied up in a bun, the other is wearing two braids, wearing a light blue top with a slanted front and a black knee-length skirt. These are two sisters. They stand affectionately. together,