Chapter 2277

"Su Mian looks like Xiao Wan. How do you explain?"

Jingli held out feebly. "I don't need to explain. Do you think it's like our Jings?"

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Wang Yuqin sat angrily on the bed. "Don't change the topic for me. Tell me the truth. What's going on? If Su Mian has nothing to do with you, I'll kill myself!"

Jing Li was startled and grabbed her. "Don't you, old woman. You're dead. How can you let me live alone? I didn't tell you that Su Mian looks like Xiang Wan. I want to recognize her. Don't think about it. Don't you understand my thoughts about you in my life?"

Wang Yuqin's chest fluctuated and couldn't refute a word.

Jing Li was so hearty to her.

The two got married because they had a quarrel over that matter. Jing Li listened to her no matter what big or small.

But the more she thinks, the more wrong she is.

"I just think you are too persistent in recognizing Su Mian. Since Su Mian has nothing to do with you, why do you have to recognize her because you look like the Jing family?"

Jingli stood up, went to the door and looked out. Then he closed the door and locked it.

Wang Yuqin was annoyed by his serious appearance.

"Just say, what's the matter with closing the door?"

Jing Li, Hei hei Yile, did it next to her, "old woman, there's something I've been hiding from you for so many years!"

Jingli smiled piously, but made Wang Yuqin suspicious. "Just talk and fart. What have you done?"

Wang Yuqin knows Jing Li's character. He will never do anything sorry for her.

"That's... that's the child born later than Xiang Wan. Maybe he's still alive!"

"What are you talking about?"

Wang Yuqin felt that suddenly her heart seemed to be gripped and hurt.

For many years, she always thought that her daughter was dead. Every year when she went to the grave, she even brought her share out.

As a result, Jingli told her that the child didn't have to die!

Wang Yuqin's eyes were full of tears and clasped Jing Li's arm. "You say again, what is it? Maybe she's still alive. Didn't you say you saw her die with your own eyes?"

"I......" Jing Li choked silently. "Old woman, when you had a massive postpartum hemorrhage and the war, I had no time to take care of you, so I had to entrust my dying daughter to the villagers. The family's surname was Liu, the same as Su Mian's mother!"

What else don't you understand?

Su Mian looks like Jing Xiangwan!

Wang Yuqin covered her mouth with one hand and cried stiffly. With the other hand, she grabbed Jingli's skirt. "Then why didn't you say it earlier? Why didn't you go to find our daughter for so many years."

"I've looked for it. The original villages were razed to the ground, and the villagers fled everywhere. Another fellow said he saw Lao Liu's family bury a child. I just thought the child was our daughter. Now I think our daughter should not have died at that time, so there are su Mian and Su Jinlong."

Jingli said with tears on his face, "old woman, in my life, I'll hide it from you, but I really don't know our daughter is alive."

Wang Yuqin forcibly stopped crying. She knew that this was not the time to be sad. "What should I do now? Are you going to recognize Su Mian first and then go to the Liu family for confirmation?"

Jingli nodded. "I was going to do this. I was worried about Su Mian's disgust when there was something new. Jiang Xiangqian has let go these days, but Su Mian has never promised."