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Chapter 57 It's okay, let's start all over again
Chapter 57 It's okay, let's start all over again

Fu Ling and Wei Guodong couldn't stand the interrogation, and if they cheated a lot, they would be sent to jail, and they didn't want to spend their entire lives in jail.

At this point, everything went smoothly.

As for the original house and car, they were also redistributed smoothly.

Yang Huaicai entrusted a lawyer to handle the matter. The lawyer said that it was inevitable that Fu Ling and Wei Guodong would be imprisoned. Yang Huaicai should be compensated for at least seven or eight years, and the lawyer would fight for the rights he deserved.

As for the ownership of several children, if Wei Guodong's parents don't care, they will go to the orphanage.

Yang Huaicai entrusted a lawyer with full authority, but he himself returned to the pig farm, looking at the empty field, feeling sad.

He returned to his old house.

Mother Yang is over seventy years old and is still strong. Father Yang is no longer alive. She lives alone, raises some chickens and ducks, and grows some vegetables. When her son comes back, Mother Yang is very happy.

As a mother, she knew that her son had suffered setbacks recently, but she was unable to do anything to help. She could only take care of herself and not cause any trouble to her son.

Seeing that Yang Huaicai was worried, Mother Yang smiled kindly and without asking any questions, she poured cold boiled water for her son to quench his thirst.

She went to make a fire and knead the noodles. Yang Huaicai loved to eat noodles since she was a child, and she also learned the skill of making noodles.

It doesn't need to be too complicated, just knead the noodles and beat them until they are strong, stir-fry the sauce with eggs and eggplants, cook the noodles and cover with the sauce, it's delicious.

Yang Huaicai didn't dare to meet his mother's eyes. His heart was heavy. When Yang's mother was making noodles, he chopped firewood, swept the yard, and weeded the vegetable field below, doing all the work he could do.

"Acai, it's time to eat."

When the rice was ready, Mother Yang shouted.

Yang Huaicai returned home, washed his hands and ate noodles.

Neither mother nor son spoke. After finishing the meal, Yang Huai put down the bowl. He looked up at Mother Yang and knelt down.

Mother Yang felt distressed and immediately wanted to reach out to help her.

Yang Huaicai lowered his head and refused to rise. He choked and said, "Mom, I am guilty. I know you will not be able to bear it if I tell you, but I don't want to hide it from you."

Sooner or later, the matter would reach Mother Yang's ears, and he couldn't hide it. He had to tell the truth.

Mother Yang's hands were trembling. She sighed and said, "Just tell me, I can bear it."

Mother Yang thought of her daughter-in-law Fu Ling, and she sighed again: "You guys are the ones getting divorced, it's not a big deal."

Fu Ling seldom came to see her, even with her children. She had to be strong herself. Fu Ling didn't like her, so she wouldn't go to Fu Ling's side to receive her cold eyes.

It's not that she can't move, and she can support her mouth by doing her own work, so she doesn't get stared at, and she doesn't want her son to be in trouble.

But the couple still divorced, and she could only sigh, it was no longer fate.

Yang Huaicai nodded. He felt very depressed and suffocated. He suppressed his emotions and spoke again: "It's a divorce, but it's not just this."

Those words were stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say them out. He couldn't even raise his head. His eyes were so blurry that water droplets hit the ground under his head.

Mother Yang's hands trembled, and she said tremblingly: "Is there someone outside her?"

"Those children...all, are they belonged to someone else?"

Yang's mother's heart hurts too, everyone said that there is no mother who knows her son, she has never seen Yang Huaicai like this, her son has been honest since he was a child, and he is too honest, but he is a good boy.

How could Fu Ling be so ruthless and hurt her son so much!
Just a few short words, Yang's mother saw Yang Huaicai's grief and guessed the truth.

Yang Huaicai nodded heavily, his tears were welling up, everyone said that a man's tears are not light, but he didn't reach the sad point, at this moment, his heart was dug out and scratched piece by piece.

Mother Yang patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Good boy, you have been wronged, you did nothing wrong, it was you who suffered, let's not cry, there is nothing we can't get over."

"That has nothing to do with our family. It's a good thing to know early on. People look forward, and it will be fine after it passes."

Mother Yang also cried, she loves her son dearly, no matter how much resentment she has towards Ling in her heart, it is useless, it is not as good as one ten-thousandth of her love for her son, life is 20 years.

Yang Huaicai sobbed, and Yang's mother also sobbed. Both mother and son cried for a long time.

After venting his emotions, Yang Huaicai told Mother Yang the details, including the fact that he almost went the wrong way.

Mother Yang felt even more distressed when she heard it. She clasped her hands together and chanted: "God open your eyes, God open your eyes, it's a good thing, it's a good thing that we don't let us be confused for the rest of our lives."

"It's just a pain for you. Mom is now old, everything has passed, and she is no longer afraid of this. But my son, Ah Cai, you must not mind it. This is a suffering in our life. After it has passed, everything will not matter. , let’s start over, those who have done evil will eventually get their retribution, and their lives will be far more painful than ours.”

Mother Yang reached out and touched Yang Huaicai's hair, her son had a lot of gray hairs, he suffered so much grievance and pain, her heart ached to death.

But she was right, this suffering would eventually pass, and the enemy's suffering was no less than theirs.

Some humiliation will last a lifetime and cannot be removed. It is God's punishment for evildoers.

Yang Huaicai nodded, his worries were gone, and he felt much lighter. He looked at Yang's mother, worried that she was holding on by force.

Yang's mother smiled with red eyes and said: "Silly boy, how many ups and downs have you experienced at this age, don't worry, mother will not be knocked down. Didn't the master say that my son has a good fortune, you There should be a child in my life, and my mother is still waiting to hold it."

If Yang Huaicai didn't care, Mother Yang listened to it.

When the master said this, she must have a reason. Since she saved her son, of course she wouldn't talk nonsense.

My stupid son is in great luck. Without this master, his life would really be a miserable one.

The suffering that can be passed is not called real crying, it is just a small stumbling block in life.

Yang Huaicai pondered, seeing Yang's mother looking hopeful, he didn't say anything depressing.

People have hope only when they have expectations.

As for marriage and children, Yang Huaicai didn't think much about it. He just wanted to deal with these matters quickly. He had to deal with all the follow-ups and would inform the partners one by one of the reasons. He was serious about breeding, and he could have black point, but his breeding shouldn't bear these.

Mother Yang saw that there was light in his eyes again, no longer dark, and she felt relieved. As long as people are good, everything will be fine.

Yang Huaicai took care of these things and went back to the city with a lot of things. Yang's mother knew that he was going to thank his benefactor, so she asked him to bring several chickens and ducks at home, including eggs, bacon, etc., and Yang Huaicai prepared them himself. , two large nylon bags, weighing nearly a hundred kilograms.

(End of this chapter)