1846: C1846 What's the Stupid Pig's Name

C1846 What's the Stupid Pig's Name

"You should follow me and call me 'Madam' now, not 'Big Sis', remember?"

Lee Nanfang rolled his eyes and corrected Yue Zitong's mistake in using such an important title.

After that, he turned to look in the direction of the living room and sighed helplessly.

Lee Nanfang didn't want to believe some things, but he had to admit it.

It was just like what Yue Zitong had just said.

His wife and the old man were there, waiting to adopt him.

It was not a coincidence that they met on the roadside. It was completely deliberate and premeditated. It could even be said that it was already planned out when Lee Nanfang would be and where he would be abandoned.

That's why they were there, watching Lee Nanfang get abandoned without doing anything, trying to get their child to stay by their birth parents' side.

Lee Nanfang wouldn't remember these things before he lost his memories.

After losing his memories, he remembered these things, but could not connect them with himself.

Until today, when Yue Zitong's curiosity had seduced her and she recounted the events that had happened in the past, layer after layer of confusion had been revealed and the truth had been unearthed.

His wife and the old man were waiting for him with a special mission.

But if he was not abandoned, would the old man and his wife forcibly take him away from his mother?

If he wasn't that special child, would the old man and his wife have watched him die under the tree on the night of the storm?

Ka-cha! *

A clap of thunder exploded above his head as a dazzling flash of lightning flashed by.

In Lee Nanfang's memory, he could clearly see that the girl called Xiao Qiao was covered in tears.

Her eyes were filled with maternal love and sorrow.

With a hoarse voice filled with grief and indignation, he asked the man beside him, "Why?"

"Because, I'm afraid, he's not that child."

The man was quite heartless. Despite the pitiful pleas from the bridge, he was indifferent to the struggling baby lying in the mud.

All the way until that pair of small eyes closed completely.

"He's dead. Now, are you satisfied? "

The little bridge whose voice was already hoarse with tears, slowly stood up and woodenly said, "I, will never forgive you. I also cannot accept that my future child would have such a cruel father. "

"Little Bridge!"

The man suddenly looked up, his face twisted with pain, and shouted, "You don't know, you don't know! You don't know anything. "

The bridge stopped and said without looking back: "All I know is that you can watch a child die slowly like this. "This is enough."

"I don't want to do that either!"

"But that's what you did."

"He, he!"

The old man stretched out his hand, opened his mouth as if about to say something, but after saying those two words, he closed his mouth and let his hand drop to the ground.

For that matter, he would rather be misunderstood by Little Qiao because he was a cruel person than say it out loud.

"What is it?" What can you not say? "

It is a very irritating thing to be interrupted when you tell a story.

However, Lee Nanfang didn't have the slightest temper when faced with Aunt Yue's hairpin that was on his evil stick.

Of course, he could also express his dissatisfaction.

However, Aunt Yue didn't care at all.

At this moment, Yue Zitong was just using her smart cerebellar monster to think about Lee Nanfang's story in all kinds of details that were worth studying.

For example —

"That's not right. Lee Nanfang, are you trying to trick me? You can remember what happened then, I believe. But I don't believe you even know what the people in the stories are thinking. "

It had to be said that Yue Zitong's eight years as a secret service agent had not come in vain.

At the very least, the logical thinking ability to determine if the criminal was speaking the truth was quite important in this trial.

Facing such a shrewd Aunt Yue, what else could Lee Nanfang do?

Of course, he just laid on the bed with his head back, acted like he didn't care, and casually said, "I don't know why, maybe someone just wanted me to know this. Do you still want to continue listening? If you don't want to listen, then let's do what the newlyweds should do. "

"Listen, who said I don't want to listen anymore? If we don't explain everything about you today, you won't be allowed to sleep. "

Yue Zitong's curiosity was piqued.

While unbuttoning all the buttons on the upper part of her big red wedding gown, she laid down on her bed, put her head on Lee Nanfang's arm, and coquettishly asked to continue listening to the story.

It was rare to see her so cooperative.

Lee Nanfang definitely reached his hand into his collar and grabbed the soft ball. At the same time, he returned to that distant memory.

It was obviously his memories.

However, he knew about the mental activities of the others in his memories.

No one dared to believe such a thing, but that was the truth.

The skinny and vulgar man in the rainy night would never dare to speak of the truth.

Because he truly could not guarantee that his gentle and kind wife, after knowing the truth, would still be able to live happily in the years to come.

It was precisely his silence, without the slightest explanation.

It caused Little Qiao's heart to grow even colder.

"Don't look for me anymore."

The small bridge waited for a moment, but it did not wait for the man to speak again.

As she walked, she actually hoped that the man would hold her hand and beg her not to leave.

Because she also knew that she couldn't blame her husband for this.

Someone had told her husband that at this time of night, coming to this place, she would see an abandoned baby.

As for who the person who told her husband was, Xiaoqiao did not know.

She only knew that this child was directly related to their fate.

If the child really was that child, then even if he was a Premature Failure Child, even his own mother wouldn't be able to accept him. If he were to abandon the child, Little Qiao would have to support him as her own son and give him a complete mother's love.

If it was any other woman, especially someone who had just gotten married and was hoping for a baby, it wouldn't be absolutely unacceptable, but she definitely wouldn't be happy about it.

The bridge would do.

Because she was kind, docile, and obedient.

A little girl who accidentally stepped on an ant to death and cried when she was young was the most kind-hearted elf in the world.

It was precisely the kindness and meekness of the bridge that allowed her to listen to her father's arrangements, give up her superior international city life, and marry a man who was nearly twenty years older than her.

This man was as dry as a country bumpkin.

However, his love for the small bridge was something that all men combined couldn't compare to.

So Little Qiao also loved him a lot.

This was also the reason why they were still willing to give him another chance even after seeing how cruel he was.

"Wait, let me interrupt again."

Yue Zitong's voice sounded again.

He was so annoyed that he felt like his emotions were interrupted right when he was lost in memories.

Lee Nanfang began to consider strangling Aunt Yue again, which also saved him the time between his memories and reality to switch back and forth between his emotions and make him almost break down.

Luckily, Yue Zitong always had a common reason to interrupt.

"You said that Little Qiao followed Father's arrangements and married that man?

The little bridge was the big sister.

Don't look at me like that, I'll call you Madam outside.

Between us, I can shout whatever I want.

Don't forget, I'm your aunt for one day and your aunt for the rest of my life.

Even if I am married to you and become your wife, you are still my Little Nephew.

This will never change.

You admitted it yourself. "

Yue Zitong glared viciously at Lee Nanfang, trying to dispel Lee Nanfang's dissatisfaction with a certain form of address.

It had to be known that back then in the Seven Stars Club, Lee Nanfang had guarded the faces of countless of reporters, loudly saying that Yue Zitong was his aunt, and he would never change that.

If it was because of a wedding, the relationship would be ruined.

Yue Zitong would never allow it.

If Lee Nanfang denied it.

It didn't matter to Aunt Yue, so she didn't mind. She found those video interviews and played them in a loop in front of Lee Nanfang for dozens of years until Lee Nanfang was at peace.

"Come, call me aunt again. Let me hear you."

"Aunt."

"En, that's more like it."

Yue Zitong pinched Lee Nanfang's face like a naughty aunt teasing a child. Then she stretched her arms and took off her big red wedding gown, pulling the quilt over her.

The quilt on the fire kang was especially warm.

"Mm, where did I say?

Yes, I remember.

According to your story, Big Sis married that man because her father arranged for her to marry him.

"Then, who is elder sister's father?"

When this question was asked, Lee Nanfang raised his eyebrows and replied in shock, "You are the head of the Yue Family, you should know who the father of your wife is. Don't tell me that the Yue clan's old man is the biological father of his wife. "Then your relationship will be thrown into disarray. Weren't my many years of calling her aunt all for nothing?"

"F * ck off, Lee Nanfang. Are you still talking like that!?"

Yue Zitong scolded angrily. She kicked Lee Nanfang under the blanket and took off her pants.

Regardless, Aunt Yue's intention was as such.

Lee Nanfang really wanted to slap himself twice when he asked that question.

No matter what, he couldn't take his wife's background and joke around here.

"Eldest young mistress's father is my eldest uncle, the real eldest son of the Yue Clan's direct line of descent, Yue Lishan.

He was the son of his grandfather and his elder sister.

However, the Eldest Young Madam had already passed away after giving birth to the Eldest Uncle. Eldest Uncle had also left the Yue Clan a long time ago, and his whereabouts were still unknown.

If Eldest Uncle was still here.

It was impossible for the position of the Yue Clan's Patriarch to fall on Yue Qingke's father, Yue Lincheng.

Even more so, after my grandfather left, it was impossible for there to be no more successors in the Yue Clan, allowing a little girl like me to support such a big clan.

After all, my father and the other brothers were all born to my grandmother, which is to say, my grandfather's second wife.

Actually, we, in other words, all the people who are currently living in the courtyard of the Yue Clan, do not count the descendants of the Yue Clan. "

After Yue Zitong's explanation, Lee Nanfang finally understood the relationship between the Yue Family and the Liu Family.

In the end, his wife was still the eldest daughter of the Yue Clan's direct descendant.

It was no wonder that everyone in the Yue Clan would reject Master and Mother.

"If that's the case, my wife's father, who is Comrade Yue Linshan, must be someone who knows a lot of secrets, right?"

"That's right. Otherwise, Eldest Uncle wouldn't have allowed Eldest Sis to marry a wretched old man."

In Lee Nanfang's opinion, it was just a memory of letting him know who his own mother was. Never would he have thought that during the discussion with Yue Zitong, there would be so many hidden characters involved.1

"Then, who is Dumb Pig from the Yue Clan?"

"Who is the Dumb Pig?"

"A comrade who served in the Soaring Dragon family, also from the Yue family."

Saying that, Lee Nanfang smacked his head in regret: "Oh yeah, why didn't I forget to ask Dumb Pig what his full name was?"

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