Chapter 225

"Yes Mr. Jiang sighed and said apologetically, "it's all my fault that my daughter is too ignorant to enjoy the care brought by Jiang! For so many years, it's really hard for the child. Because of this, every time I hear him call us uncle and aunt, I feel very sad. I hope one day he can call us mom and dad as he was a child. We don't have any regrets, and we won't feel too guilty because of that daughter who didn't win! But now, he finally came out, Ken brought the girl back to show us! How nice

Mr. Jiang said, his eyes began to turn red, and he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

But the elegant old lady on the other side had already shed tears excitedly. She kept wiping her tears with her handkerchief, shaking her head and sobbing: "I don't blame you, I don't blame the quiet child. It's all my fault! What a sin I made! Over the years, if you didn't cultivate and educate him as if you were your own, I really don't know if I would have a chance to see my son again in my life....

"look, the child is in it, and it's not good for us to stay here too long. You must be psychologically prepared after you go in. My wife and I cheated the child back. He didn't know you would come. Over the years, he won't let us mention his biological parents. We don't even dare to ask for your information secretly, for fear that he won't be happy. " Mr. Jiang glanced at the open door and gently told the old lady across the street:

"I think the two children are in a good mood for the new year. If they are too excited to meet you, don't say too much. If he says something unpleasant, don't get out of control. I'll talk to the old lady. I hope he will see our face and don't drive you out. "

"Ah! I know. I know. Don't worry! Even if I look at him face-to-face, I will be satisfied to be driven out by him again! " The old lady wiped the tears from her face, raised her hand to tidy her hair and patted her clothes for fear that she would not look well when she saw her son.

"Then let's go in!"

Mr. Jiang reached out and was about to push the door into the house when the door was suddenly opened. "Uncle, who is that?"

The door opened, revealing the concern of Nian and Jiang. But when he saw the man standing in Jiang Xinmin's room, he was stunned. Only his hand on the doorknob was slowly closing up, clenching it tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were protruding.

The old lady's eyes were wide open when she saw Nian and Jiang. Her red eyes were staring at his face. Her handsome face, sword eyebrows, deep and narrow eyes, nose and thin lips appeared in front of her At that time, Nianyu Jiang's biological mother, Wang Xiaolei, who couldn't help running back to see her son, finally burst into tears uncontrollably. Her trembling lips were slightly open, as if she wanted to call her son, but she didn't open her mouth. She just stared at him without blinking, as if she was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Xinmin watched the dark color in Nian and Jiang's eyes become deeper and deeper, more and more indifferent, and even when the anger radiated from the eyes as deep as the cold pool made people dare not go to see it, he stood beside him and didn't know how to speak. One looks at the tearful Wang Xiaolei, the other looks at the more ugly Nian Yu Jiang. Shaking his head, he sighs with regret and never speaks.

Nian and Jiang clenched their teeth tightly. The look on their face changed from accident to anger. At the moment, they had a strong hatred. The hatred that suddenly rose in their hearts could spread to every cell of their body in an instant made them want to break the door handle.

The person in front of him was supposed to be the closest and dearest relative in his life, but now in his eyes, he was the most hateful enemy. Although the hatred also made his heart ache, the pain of gouging out the heart and bone many years ago seemed to be coming again...

Nian and Jiang looked back, didn't say a word, turned and walked into the room.

"Son, son!" Wang Xiaolei quickly catches up with him and grabs his arm. Her voice trembles and calls him in a low voice over and over again: "son... Son..."

Nian and Jiang feel the tremor of her body, which is more severe than the voice with crying voice. This tremor once accompanied him every night when he was very young, and he never wants to recall it again.

He stopped and shook off his arm in disgust. He still walked into the living room without saying a word. He picked up his coat and put it on. He said to Lily in a deep voice: "go home."

When she heard the heartrending "son" coming from the door, Lily stood up in surprise and saw that old lady Jiang in the kitchen came out with a face full of panic. Before she had time to go to see what was going on, she saw that Nian and Jiang, whose face suddenly became very ugly, strode in. Her gloomy face looked like a tsunami with a hurricane. She was afraid that she would be scared It was terrible, as if it could suck people in all of a sudden.

"What's the matter? What happened? " Although Lily was afraid and puzzled, she put on his coat and let him take her hand to the door.

Two people just walked to the entrance, Wang Xiaolei once again took Nian and Jiang's arm, crying and praying: "son, let mother have another look, OK?"mom?

Lily was stunned and looked at the old lady with tears on her face. She couldn't help frowning and looking at Nian and Jiang. The corner of his mouth was cold, and his eyes showed deep pain. It took a long time to highlight a few words from her teeth: "sorry, you recognize the wrong person! I haven't had a mother like you in my life! "

At the moment, Nian Yu Jiang, who is holding Lily's hand, looks very calm, like he is covered with a mysterious black transparent veil. It can't be seen whether the surface of his face is really calm or just the calm before the storm.

Because that pair of deep long eyes, as if completely sunk into the dark cold pool, let a person fear.

Jiang Xinmin looks at his wife Nian Shuying helplessly and painfully. The old lady quickly wipes the tears from the corners of her eyes. She helps Wang Xiaolei and says, "sister-in-law, please don't cry. It's new year's Eve. Yujiang, come on in. I'm still cooking this dish. You can't just leave! "

Wang Xiaolei takes Nian and Jiang's arm and slowly relaxes it. But at the moment when she is about to let go, she grabs her son's arm tightly and looks up at her son who is a head higher than herself. The tears in her eyes don't have time to roll down. The eyes full of tears are full of maternal natural love and pity, although Nian and Jiang's eyes are still looking straight ahead .

Lily at this time finally understand, in front of this temperament not vulgar old lady is Nianyu Jiang's biological mother? But... He clearly said that he didn't have a mother. Looking at the two people's appearance, Nianyu Jiang's innate refined temperament and handsome facial features should come from this beautiful mother.