Chapter 296 (1/2)
Liu's clever, see Jing Xuan look anxious, she smiled: ”your aunt tonight boil pig bone soup, she let you go to drink a bowl.”
Jing Xuan looks at Liu Shi. She blinks at him and makes a look.
Jingxuan even second understand, he nodded, stuffy to answer a voice: ”good.”
The village head chased him out, saw him cross the villagers and leave, and said, ”Jingxuan, where are you going?!”
Jingxuan turned to him and looked at him: ”Abba, my sister-in-law asked me to come to her house for soup.”
At this time, the village head saw Liu. ”Go ahead, your grandmother will stay in the clinic tonight, and you will come to accompany her tonight,” he said
Jing Xuan pondered and nodded, ”well.”
Liu walked in front of Jingxuan and saw that there were no villagers around. ”Tang Huai is gone. Your comrades in arms will pick her up.”
Jingxuan's eyes are shining, Zhang Tingzhi?
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Shuanglong Village is not far from Gaozhai village. It's only ten minutes to drive a motorcycle.
Tang Huai and Zhang Tingzhi found Zhong Jiacai's home when they heard about it.
Zhongjiacai has no father, no mother, no brothers and sisters, and is rejected by his own house. He only lives in a very mud brick house.
The house is very dilapidated, the walls are cracked, the feeling of crumbling, the rain room will leak.
The name of the wife, the name of the old cow eating the tender grass, and the name of Zhong Shiyan's killing were all inserted by the villagers in the house.
The whole village rejected him, and the electricity cut him off.
When Tang Huai and Zhang Ting arrived, the Zhong family sat in front of the bed and lit the oil lamp in the room.
The arrival of Tang Huai and Zhang Ting made the man puzzled, but when he saw the baby girl in Tang Huai's arms, he immediately knew what was going on.
Tang Huai and Zhang Tingzhi are standing at the door. Tang Huai asks, ”can we go in and sit?”
Standing at the door, you can smell a smell in the house.
”No more. If there is a word, let's go outside. ” Zhong Jia just got up and took out two low stools. Tang Huai looked at him. He was only fifty years old. His body was bent like an old man of seventy.
He put a stool at Tang Huai's feet and said lightly, ”sit down.”
There is no stool for Zhang Tingzhi. Zhang Tingzhi is standing. There is no way. Zhong Jiacai's family has two stools.
After sitting down, Zhong Jiacai's eyes have been looking at the baby girl in Tang Huai's arms.
Tang Huai said, ”I met her in prison. She told me about you.”
”Alas...” Zhong Jiacai sighed: ”she must hate me. If I eloped with him at the beginning, I would not have the result now.”
Elopement life how another, at least not like this, causing human life.
”She didn't hate you. She was most concerned about you.”
“……” As soon as Zhong Jiacai heard it, her eyes brightened, and soon became gloomy. How could he be the person she was most concerned about? Shouldn't it be her daughter?
Tang Huai saw the change in his eyes and said, ”she and I have done a lot, but for this baby girl, I don't say a word. I think that sister Yan's hatred for her mother's family and Zhang's family is on her daughter.”
”Poor boy.” Zhong Jiacai said.
”It's my decision to bring her here. After all, it's her child...”
”You want me to adopt this child?” Zhong Jiacai looks up at Tang Huai.
Two people look at each other, Tang huaicai sees that each other's eyes are all melancholy, a kind of melancholy without any hope for life.
From Zhong Biao's Yankou, Tang Huai's understanding of Zhong Jiacai is not a man like Tang Youming and Tang Youxin.
He is a scholar, loving, ideal, and good for the children in the village. Because his wife was killed by thunder, the name of his wife began to haunt him.
His wife is diligent and pleasant. The villagers like his wife very much. She was killed by thunder when she was pregnant. It's a blow to the villagers.
Usually, when he was in class, his wife did farm work, and the villagers who liked her all loved her.