1356: Don’t Cry

Don’t Cry

Ding Xiaomei's words were clear enough. There was a name and a photo. Wen Yunfang had grown up with Brother Ding, so it was impossible for her not to know that the father that Ding Xiaomei was looking for was Brother Ding.1

Wen Yufang had even sold out Ding Xiaomei and her brother, even though she knew about them!

Ding Xiaomei's tears fell. She looked back at Brother Ding, "Father, you raised and doted on your goddaughter. Let me ask you, have you seen my younger brother? The last time you left home, my younger brother was still in Mother's belly, right? From the time he was born until now, have you seen him? Have you held him? And Eldest Brother's son, that's your eldest grandson, do you know that? He's also dead! Because that woman lied to me, I was delayed in finding you to go and save him. He's also dead! You pampered that woman, but you let others torture your own child!"

"I'm not asking you for anything. I'm just asking you to let her return my brother. You don't have to go home, but I have to bring my brother home! My mother and grandmother have been waiting for me and my brother for so many years. They're both old, and they haven't seen us for so many years. Please, return my brother to me. Let me have the dignity to go back and kowtow in front of them to apologize."

Ding Xiaomei knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

Finding her brother was her only wish at that moment. The more anxious she was to return to her hometown, the more nervous she was to see her brother.

There was not a day that she did not blame herself. If she had not been so stupid, how could she have made herself suffer so much and even lost her brother?

Ding Xiaomei's questions, her pleas, and her painful cries were so touching that even an outsider like Jiang Yao felt pity and moved.

Jiang Yao could understand how much hatred Ding Xiaomei had in her heart. In the past, she and her brother had been close to her father. Once she found her father, she would have the money to bring home to treat her brother's son's illness. With money, they would be able to save him.

After so many years, although she had finally found the person she had been looking for, the dead child could no longer be brought back. As for her lost brother, she did not know where he was.

The people in the countryside must also be missing them, bitterly looking forward to the return of the people who had left home.

Jiang Yao stood beside Lu Xingzhi with red eyes, and her nose was sore.

Ding Xiaomei's every sentence hit Brother Ding's heart hard. That question made Brother Ding feel ashamed.

In a fit of anger, Brother Ding reached out and slapped Wen Yunfang's face. "I have been good to you since you were young. Is this how you repay me? You sold my child, and you still have the face to call me Godfather every day? And you still have the face to act coquettishly in front of me?"

Ah Zhu pulled the two of them out. That was Brother Ding's family matter, and it was obviously not appropriate for them to continue listening there. So Ah Zhu did not go and persuade Brother Ding not to lay a hand on Wen Yunfang. Instead, he pulled Gu Changshu and Gu Junhui away.

Even the air outside was much more relaxed.

Ah Zhu looked at Gu Junhui, whose eyes and nose were red. He laughed and teased her. "Girls tend to cry easily. Changshu, coax her."

Lu Xingzhi glanced at Jiang Yao and pulled her with one hand. Then, he raised his hand to wipe her eyes and said stiffly, "I don't know how to persuade you, so don't cry."

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