The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

When Jiang Shan came back from the chamber of commerce, he turned to the Yamen and took Fu Qiyuan with him.

When approaching the door of the shop, Jiang Shan suddenly covered his chest, frowned and said, "Why is my heart beating so happily?"

Fu Qiyuan stretched out his hand to cover Jiang Shan's hand in a kind manner, and said calmly: "It's very happy. Could it be that Huai'er picked up something and brought it back?"

Jiang Shan couldn't sit still anymore, before the carriage stopped, he picked up the hem of his skirt and hurriedly got out of the carriage, and ran upstairs without looking back.

Jiang Huai never dared to take anyone back to the Jiang residence, only to the shop.

As soon as he reached the third floor, Jiang Shan clearly felt an unusual and strange atmosphere.

When we arrived at the door of the living room, there was indeed a very noisy sound from inside.

Jiang Shan pushed open the door and roared, "Jiang Huai, who did you pick up again... Mother!"

It's so lively in the room!

Jiang Huai was lying in Jiao's mother's arms, eating the melon seeds Mr. Xunmei peeled for him, and drinking the juice Mrs. Wu handed him to his mouth, more like his ancestors than his ancestors.

Jiang Shan walked up to Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Wu, bowed, and asked, "Mother, Mrs. Wu, Mrs. Wu, why are you here? Why didn't you tell me in advance so that I can pick you up!"

Mother Jiao smiled lovingly: "If Mother doesn't come, how can I meet your grandfather again?"

"Ah? What are you talking about? Grandfather?" Jiang Shan looked around the room, looking for someone who might be his grandfather.

Then, she saw something in Saburo's eyes.

Jiang Shan took a deep breath, looked back and forth from Mother Jiao's face to Mr. Xunmei's face several times, knelt down in front of Mr. Xunmei, kowtowed, and shouted: "Grandfather!"

Mr. Xunmei was overjoyed, hurriedly supported Jiangshan, and said with a smile: "God has eyes, I not only found my daughter, but also got two such well-behaved grandsons, I have no regrets in this life, haha Ha ha!"

Outside the door, Fu Qiyuan looked at Jiao's mother's infinitely joyful smile with no expression on his face, his heart felt bitter and astringent, and his brain seemed to be hit hard by someone, and the pain seemed to explode.

The adoptive mother who loved him as much as a mountain and loved him as deeply as the sea, the adoptive mother who was forced to leave home by his biological mother and separated from his family for 20 years, the adoptive mother who repaid his hatred with virtue and worked hard to raise the son of the enemy...

"Mother...!" Fu Qiyuan bent down in pain, his eyes darkened, and he was unconscious.

"Brother!" Saburo saw Fu Qiyuan fell down with keen eyes, rushed over and hugged him.

"Yan'er!" Mother Jiao exclaimed, almost falling Jiang Huai in her arms.

"Go get the doctor!" Jiang Shan's complexion changed slightly, and he held Fu Qiyuan's hand tightly.

Fu Qiyuan fainted suddenly, which made the people present at a loss.

Fu Shu didn't know why Fu Qiyuan fainted. He didn't realize that it was an old illness until the doctor diagnosed him.

Jiang Shan witnessed the interaction between the doctor and Jiao's mother, and his heart gradually sank.

After seeing off the doctor, Jiang Shan went back to his room alone.

There is no need to doubt anything, seeing that Niang and Sanlang are worried that Fu Qiyuan should be the same as Jiao Yan!
Mother and Saburo both knew, even grandfather knew, but she was the only one who was kept in the dark like a fool!
Very angry, very angry, but I don't know where to vent it!
Inside the room, Jiao's mother looked at Fu Qiyuan's pale face worriedly, and said angrily: "Yan'er knows the grievances between his mother and me, and it's hard to accept for a while. He must be very bitter."

Mr. Xunmei said reassuringly: "Sooner or later, he will know what his biological mother did to you. This is what he must face and bear as a son of man."

Jiao's mother smiled bitterly and said: "For so many years, although my daughter no longer cares about it, she has never really let go. Every time she thinks of her parents, the hatred in her heart cannot be restrained. If this thorn cannot be pulled out for a day, the daughter will die I dare not go back to Beijing to see my mother for a day. In the final analysis, my daughter is too cowardly and incompetent!"

Mr. Xunmei shook his head and sighed: "You can bring Yan'er by your side to raise him. As a father, I really never thought about it. How did you bring him to Yuzhou?"

Jiao's mother looked bitter, and said helplessly: "Father, if my daughter said that she picked up Yan'er in the temple of Lingyin Temple, would you believe it?"

Mr. Xunmei was shocked: "What? Cheng Lan actually threw the child in the temple? She said that the child was stolen, but Fu Ting believed it... How can there be such a cruel mother in this world!"

Jiao's mother shook her head, and said solemnly: "When my daughter picked up Yan'er, he was very sick. Even the doctor said he couldn't be saved! He must be Fu Ting's son, and there is blood from our Cheng family on his body." Blood, my daughter is unwilling to give up, and has been taking the child everywhere to seek medical advice, and at least she was rescued!"

After a moment of silence, he said again: "My poor husband, in order to earn money to see a doctor for his children, he overworked and died of illness early!"

Mr. Xunmei wiped away his tears silently, and said in a hoarse voice: "We owe you too much. After the matter here is over, you can go home with me! My father will bring Sanlang back to Beijing. Father will definitely let him stand out and become a master, so as to comfort your husband's spirit in heaven!"

Mother Jiao nodded silently, buried her head in Mr. Xunmei's arms, and burst into tears.

Jiang Shan locked himself in the room for two days, and on the third day he took the initiative to find Mother Jiao.

Jiao's mother took Jiang Huai to eat breakfast, saw Jiang Shan, and handed over half of Jiang Huai's unfinished siu mai.

Jiang Shan choked, turned his head in resistance, "I won't eat leftovers!"

Jiang Huai dug a spoonful of egg yolk cheese in his own bowl and handed it tremblingly.

Although Jiang Shan still disliked him, he didn't refuse this time.

"There is also noodle soup in the kitchen, which is delicious."

Jiang Shan stood up and silently went to the kitchen.

After a while, he came back with a bowl of noodle soup.

Jiang Huai also opened his mouth to eat, and the mother and son shared a bowl of noodle soup with each other.

The food was almost finished, Jiang Huai took the dominance of the spoon, Jiang Shan's mouth was empty, and he asked, "Mother, why didn't you tell me that Fu Qiyuan is Jiao Yan?"

Mother Jiao wiped the soup stains on Jiang Huai's lips, and said disapprovingly: "Do you care? What does it matter if I tell you or not?"

"?" Jiang Shan opened his fox eyes and looked at Mother Jiao in disbelief.

Mother Jiao said without raising her head: "Don't you also lose your memory? Ever since you were rescued by Shentang, do you still remember everything from the past? Do you remember Yan'er?"

Jiang Shan silently snatched the soup bowl in front of Jiang Huai, ignored his son's protest, and drank the remaining noodle soup in one go.

"I'm full, I'll go see him."

Jiang Huai also slipped out of Mother Jiao's arms, and followed Jiang Shan out on short legs.

Mother Jiao shook her head with a smile, and began to eat the rest of the breakfast on the table.

When approaching the door, Jiang Huai suddenly grabbed Jiang Shan's hand, and said bitterly: "Mother, daddy is dead! Huai'er has no daddy!"