NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 32 Mom is blooming
[Sincerely asking, how do such people survive to this day? 】
[A person died and no one checked? Just buried it? Don’t you have any family members? 】
Seeing Li Feng who was still brazenly struggling to claim his innocence, Yan Qing's face was filled with anger.
"The sky is wide open, and there are no omissions. I want to escape the punishment of the law. It's not that I don't want to retaliate. If you don't admit your guilt before the time comes, I will make your evil deeds public to the world."
When Wang's father heard this, he realized that it was this woman who had told what happened back then, and he looked at Yan Qing with vicious eyes.
"Who are you? Everything you said is false. Her mother died in childbirth. We pity her for losing her mother when she was young, so we didn't tell her the truth."
"Ha~ I'm stubborn."
Yan Qing took out a scroll from the Qiankun bag, which was 50 centimeters long, attracting everyone to look at her pocket.
Throwing the scroll in the air, Yan Qing began to form seals with his hands, and his pale red lips moved slightly. The scroll unfolds. The picture actually started playing like a TV.
Twenty years ago, Wang's father was just a poor boy who came to the city from the countryside to work in the factory of Wang Yan's grandfather.
Because he has no skills, he does the most tiring and dirty work, but he has a good face and handsome features.
Once a colleague jokingly said, "You are so pretty, go hook up with our factory director's daughter, and I'll treat you to dinner."
But I didn't expect that he really took it seriously. In addition, the factory director's daughter was not familiar with the world and was easy to deceive. After running into her a few times and helping her a few times, her confession was successful.
People in society 20 years ago were simple. Seeing the young man working hard, Grandpa Wang Yan did not object much.
He himself is a self-made man and does not value being well-matched.
In addition, I can't survive my illness for long, so I have someone to entrust to my daughter. He agreed to their relationship.
After getting married, Wang's father became a factory manager. By chance, he met Li Feng, who was working as a nurse at the hospital. The scumbag met the bitch and they hit it off.
In addition, Wang Yan's biological mother has been spoiled since she was a child and does not know how to serve men.
Li Feng greeted him respectfully, flattered him, and put him on the spot. His frustrated self-esteem was greatly inflated.
When Wang Yan's mother was in her third month of pregnancy, her grandfather passed away, so there were no other relatives in the family.
Wang's father became more and more displeased with her, and coupled with Li Feng's constant pressure, the two of them came up with the idea of tampering with her in the delivery room.
After Wang Yan's biological mother died, Wang's father shamelessly inherited all the property.
But his ability only went so far, and soon the huge factory fell into his hands.
In order to avoid those strange looks and gossip, I moved my family to the current city.
After the picture scroll was put away and the playback was completed, Yan Qing shook her body. She didn't need to use this method.
However, it has been a long time and it is difficult to obtain evidence. Even if the paternity test is not the biological mother, it is difficult to convince the public.
[Sisters, this is the consequence of marrying off, sisters! ! 】
[...I was born a man. I feel ashamed of this kind of man. Please take him away as soon as possible. 】
[This woman is so mean. She goes to rich patients whenever she sees them, and I don’t know how many she hooked up with. 】
[A scumbag and a bitch, a match made in heaven, locked to death, locked together in prison! 】
The audience in the live broadcast room was filled with indignation, and the onlookers at the scene were pointing and pointing.
The couple lowered their heads and did not dare to say another word.
The protagonist, Wang Yan, still held her head high, staring in the direction of the scroll, and did not move for a long time.
Someone started to persuade her.
"Little girl, don't be too sad. Fortunately, this is not your biological mother, so you can feel better."
"Yes, yes, if your biological mother is still here and sees you so sad, she will definitely feel sad too."
Wang Yan lowered her head blankly and looked at Yan Qing stiffly.
"Then...that is my mother?"
Yan Qing nodded, "Yes, your mother is very well-educated, gentle, and artistic, right? You are like her. Your dancing talent is not rubbish. You can fulfill your mother's dream."
"My mother's dream? Is her dream also to dance?"
"Yes, but her foot was intentionally injured by your father, and she can no longer dance."
Wang Yan's dull eyes began to shine.
"My mother's dream is to dance, and my dream is also to dance. Can I dance to fulfill my mother's dream?"
I asked the same question again, but it still seemed hard to believe that I and my mother had the same dream.
"Yes, your mother hopes that you will inherit her dream and bring dance to the stage."
Yan Qing and his patient answers.
[Wow, my fairy is so warm and patient. 】
[I asked again and again, who is this person? What kind of fairy? I really admire her for being so patient. 】
[After experiencing such a big thing, the little girl will definitely not be able to digest it. You are awesome, come on, your mother is not your biological child, okay? 】
[It’s none of your business, you talk a lot of nonsense. 】
Wang Yan was taken back to the ward by the police, and Yan Qing was also pulled back by Xu Yuan who arrived.
"I'm telling you, ancestor, you can't just calm down. Look at your face, it's a lot whiter. Do you still think about it?"
Yan Qing followed behind without saying a word, listening to Xu Yuan's thoughts.
Xu Yuan muttered for a long time, but when she turned around, Yan Qingren was gone. She was so frightened that she hurried to find someone.
After not taking two steps, I found her in a private room in the children's ward, holding a small wooden sword in her hand and coaxing a girl to play.
There was a couple sitting next to the child's bed. They looked elegant and looked like a noble young man and a noble lady from a scholarly family.
"Little sister, do you like this little wooden sword?"
Yan Qing looked at the little girl with a naughty smile on her face and asked like Grandma Wolf.
......
"Sister, I'm a girl. I like magic wands, not small wooden swords."
Yan Qing took back the small wooden sword in embarrassment, rolled his eyes, and took out another small tree branch.
"Look at this little branch, do you like it? Does it look like a magic wand?"
The little girl looked at Yan Qing as if she were a fool, with even a look of sympathy on her face.
"Sister, I am a child, not a fool..."
"Pfft~Nan Nan, you can't be rude. My sister likes you and shares toys with you."
The lady sat on a stool, holding back her laughter and teaching her children.
Yan Qing refused to give up and blew on the branches of the small tree.
I saw green buds starting to appear on the branches of the tree, followed by flower buds, and finally small peach blossoms bloomed.
! ! ! !
Now the girl's parents stood up. The little girl's eyes widened and she looked at the flower-filled tree branches in disbelief.
"Mom!! No, sister! It's blooming, it's blooming, it's the little peach blossom! I know it!"
Looking at the girl's happy smile, Yan Qing curled her lips slightly, "Do you want it?"
The girl suddenly fell silent and lowered her head in frustration.
"Sister, I want it, but..."