Chapter 241： The difference between cloud and mud

"Your existence proves that my husband betrayed me when I was pregnant."

"Your existence obliterated the good father Qingqing and Xiaoyu had in mind."

"Your existence makes me a shame to the entire upper class."

She looked at me angrily, her eye circles suddenly reddened.

I was silent for a moment, then looked at her and asked, "What if I exchange my identity with Xia Qingqing?"

"No if, Qingqing is my daughter, and you..."

Speaking of this, she didn't say any more, but her eyes fully explained what she hadn't said.

"So, she is the cloud in the sky, the star in the sky, and I am the mud on the ground, the weed on the ground?" I whispered.

I looked up at her, stared at her deeply.

Maybe it's really missed in this life!

Even if she knows my identity, Xia Qingqing is the daughter she has raised since she was seven years old. She has treated her like a treasure for so many years, how could she let it go easily?

Xia Xiaoyu is frail and sickly, and she is also the daughter she holds in her palm like a treasure.

and I?

She was full of calculations, but stayed with her for three years.

How many feelings can be measured?

So be it! Just treat it as nothing happened, just treat it as a stranger.

Thinking of this, I looked at her and suddenly laughed.

"Mrs. Xia, you have time to come here to threaten me, or keep tidying up the mess for your daughter, why not spend time on education, save them from going out and being scolded for not being educated."

Having said that, I stood up and bowed to the other side.

This is my last respect for her!

"What do you mean? You have no education. Having a daughter like you is also your mother's sorrow." She looked at me angrily and blurted out.

"Yes, it's her sorrow. Maybe in my life, I'm here to collect debts!" ​​I looked back at her, then turned and left.

Maybe the fate between people is really destined.

Some things really cannot be forced.

After I got home, Qiao Liang looked at me and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, my eyes are getting sand."

I know that my eye circles are a little red, this is because I sat in the car and cried.

At dinner, Aunt Qiao said: "Remember the woman I was rescued and had her legs broken?"

Upon hearing this, I looked at Aunt Qiao and asked, "Have her family found it?"

"The police found her family through the report and photo comparison, but after calling to explain the situation, the other party said that her daughter was dead."

"Did you find the wrong person?" I then asked.

Upon hearing this, my mother sneered: "It's not that I found the wrong person, but after hearing about this girl, the other party didn't want to recognize it."

Hearing this, my heart felt like a blow.

Aunt Qiao said: "Human nature is like this. If you want to say that they have no affection for the girl, it is impossible. I heard that when the daughter was not found, the parents cried to death. The girl was still a college student when she was lost. Freshman, young and beautiful, and still have photos."

"My parents reported the case, and I have been asking for the first few years. The family has been thinking about it. But now they know that the girl has become disabled and mentally abnormal, so they don’t want to recognize each other. After the police called several times, there was no one. After answering, they insisted that their daughter was dead, but in fact they didn't want to take responsibility." At this point, my mother sighed.

"Aren't her parents worried about her?" I asked unconsciously.

"Also, don't her parents worry about her daughter's future life?"

"Even if it proves to be their children, there is nothing her parents do not want to care about. After all, they are all grown-ups, and they are only obligated to take care of or not. To take a step back, even if they are sent home, her parents let her give birth There is no way to destroy it."

Speaking of this, my mother and Aunt Qiao both looked like pity.

"It's a pity that the child is only 28 years old now. The tortured person looks like 38 years old. He is skinny and in a trance. If his parents don't come to pick him up, he can only be sent to a mental hospital."

"The cost of her treatment should be paid out of the foundation first!"

"Recently, I have spent a lot of money, and I have already made ends meet." Aunt Qiao worried.

"I can donate more, but the foundation is getting bigger and bigger. Relying on one person's strength is obviously not enough, we still have to call everyone to donate." Qiao Liang said.

I don't know much about the Foundation.

Qiao Liang explained to me: "You can call on the stars to donate."

"My foundation has just been established. I'm afraid it doesn't have such a great appeal. If it doesn't work, I can do it according to my own ability in the early stage."

In fact, the most important thing is that Qingyao Jewelry just got up and is expanding, so apart from working capital, there is not much money that can be spent in the foundation.

"Don't forget that I also have an entertainment company, and there are many celebrities under it. I can take the lead in letting them donate, and then help you make the foundation famous."

In fact, when people do charity, they are not concerned about cancer patients, children who are out of school, or elderly people who are alone. On the contrary, they cannot sympathize with these troubled women.

Fortunately, this charity expenditure is not the largest.

"I can make a rule. For example, people who get help must slowly give back to the foundation after they find a job."

"As for asking for help from the community, I don't want to do it yet. I don't want to be too high profile.

"In the future, all those who we have paid to hire a lawyer to file a lawsuit will let them sign an agreement. When their conditions get better, they will slowly repay the lawyer's fees in installments, striving to use the money for those who have real difficulties. People who need it."

"I see, don't worry!"

"Tell those women who are afraid of loneliness after divorce, our foundation is their backer, their natal family."

In the evening, I took Youyou to play a game and told a story before putting him to sleep.

I think of the girl who was abandoned by her parents, some of whom could not sleep.

Parental love is not so selfless.

Between the trade-offs, they are obviously more inclined to the child who makes them proud or honors them.

Although the foundation has not been established for a long time, I have seen too many selfish aspects of human nature.

There are children abandoned by their parents because of congenital disabilities, and there are children who are patriarchal and abused by their families.

There were also children whose families were unwilling to treat children who were thrown in the hospital after they fell ill.

All this proves that not all maternal love is selfless.

I tried to tell that I don't need to care, I don't have to look forward to it, but I still can't help but feel sad.

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