Rebirth: Don’t be a coward and be a mother’s baby

Xie Jianjia walked into the room where Wu E and Xin Ran lived. It was more like a small area on the balcony separated by foam boards than a room.

No wonder the house was pitch dark, it turned out that the light was blocked.

"You live here with your mother?"

Xinran nodded.

Through a simple chat between the two, Xie Jianjia learned that the girl had just celebrated her tenth birthday two days ago and was still in fourth grade. Looking at her head alone, she would have thought that the girl was at least eleven or twelve years old.

She should be as tall as her mother, thin but not short.

Xinran: "Dad doesn't let mom live in the room, saying that when mom does housework, it will disturb him when he sleeps."

Xie Jianjia: "Your mother is pregnant, and your grandparents don't care?"

Xinran sniffed, clenched her hands tightly and raised her head, with helplessness written on her face.

"I don't care. They didn't care before. They didn't care anymore later. And since she got pregnant, they have treated her even worse."

After all, Wu E is a descendant of the Yang family. What is the strange attitude of the Yang family?

"Xinran, tell sister, what does mom like to do when grandparents and dad are not at home?"

Xinran thought for a while and took Xie Jianjia into the kitchen.

"Mom likes to read here. She originally had a lot of books, but it's a pity that dad burned them all."

There are three rooms in the house, but there is no room for mother and daughter to live in. Before Wu E was pregnant with her second child, she could barely read a book on the big table in the living room. Later, when she became pregnant, when she was doing homework with her daughter in the living room, her husband could not He knows what kind of wind is coming and burns all her books in a fire.

The person who arranged the investigation on this matter, Xie Jianjia, said that a fire almost broke out in Yang's house three months ago, but due to the timely alarm, the flames were quickly extinguished and no property damage or casualties were caused.

Later, the place where Wu E spent most time was the kitchen, and only her daughter knew how many books she hid in the kitchen.

"Xinran, can you show your sister mom's book?"

The little girl touched the iron candy box in her hand, thought for a moment, and finally agreed to Xie Jianjia.

I saw her pick up the stool beside her and put it in front of the cupboard, step on it, tiptoe a little, and reach out to dig in the cupboard.

After a while, I took out three books from the depths of the cupboard.

"My mother was afraid that her father would burn her books again, so she stuffed the books into the cupboard. The top layer of the cupboard was very deep, and only contained some tablecloths that would be used when there were many guests at home."

Moreover, the people who enter the kitchen the most are Wu E and Yang Xinran. The others don't set foot in the kitchen at all unless they are hungry to search for food.

Xie Jianjia took the book from the little girl's hand.

Three books, heavy and heavy. I glanced at the titles and saw that they were all books related to historical dynasties.

"Can I open it and take a look?" He asked Yang Xinran for his opinion.

"Okay." The girl agreed.

Xie Jianjia carefully opened it, and what came into view was the Juanxiu font, which was neat and compact. He marked his own feelings and opinions at the end of some fragments or the end of a chapter, and there was a simple reading date.

Date

Xie Jianjia read a dozen annotations and found nothing unusual. She quickly skipped them and focused on the annotations from the month before Wu E's accident.

After browsing for about half an hour, I still found no useful information.

Looking at the time, it was one forty-five. Xie Jianjia did not explain to Zhou Chunyan and Zuo Liang that she was secretly investigating Wu E's family. She was a little worried that they would not be able to hold off the Yang family, so she simply called them directly to give them instructions. People, no matter what means they use, drag the Yang family back home after five o'clock.

In order to speed up, let Xiao Zhu also participate in reading.

Xinran looked at the two people without knowing why, and asked curiously: "Sister, what are you looking for?"

Xie Jianjia looked at the little girl. She was in fourth grade and should know a lot of words, so she put the first book directly into the little girl's hands.

"Xin Ran, my sister noticed that something is wrong. There may be something fishy about your mother's accident. Do you want to investigate the truth about her mother's accident?" Xie Jianjia's tone was serious and serious.

Yang Xinran looked hesitant, "But my grandparents and my father both said that it was the restaurant owner who killed my mother."

Xie Jianjia touched the little girl's head and said, "Xinran, we are grown children. We have learned a lot of words after studying for several years. My mother must have told you that many things are not as simple as they seem on the surface. Are you willing to work with your sister to find out who is behind mom’s death?”

There is a high probability that it has something to do with the Yang family, but the Yang family is also Xinran's relative. Is it a bit cruel for her to let her know the truth?

"I" Xinran had a painful expression. She looked down at the book Xie Jianjia put in her hand, not knowing what to do.

"It doesn't matter if you're scared. Trust me, sister. I won't let your mother die in vain."

Xie Jianjia saw the little girl's entanglement and guessed that the little girl was suspicious of the Yang family, but she was confused. She didn't know whether to side with her mother who was very good to her but died, or with her mother who was not good to her but she was dead. Blood relatives, grandparents and father.

Xie Jianjia said no more and continued reading.

As time passed, the further the book in his hand was turned to the back, the fewer Wu E's notes seemed to indicate that the owner of the book was no longer in the mood to read, and the dates marked were getting longer and longer.

until--

"this!"

Xiao Zhu didn't know what he saw, so he quickly showed the pages of the book in front of Xie Jianjia.

"Jiajia, this seems to have nothing to do with the content of the book."

Xie Jianjia looked where she pointed.

[Rain, pain, fear]

Six words, three words, tell the inner hesitation of a woman.

She glanced at the text of the book. It was about folk customs of some dynasties and had nothing to do with the text.

"Make a note of the page number and continue reading."

"it is good."

Yang Xinran didn't expect that the two of them really saw something different. She leaned her head and took a look. It was indeed her mother's handwriting.

The two continued to browse, and after a few minutes, Xie Jianjia also saw content unrelated to the main text.

【Disgusting, next work】

Disgusting, vile? Who is disgusting? Who did it?

Next page.

【Xinran】

【Xinran】

【Xinran】

Yang Xinran's name was written in three consecutive places on the same page. The handwriting became more and more sloppy from top to bottom for unknown reasons.

Xie Jianjia thought for a while and said, "Xinran, your mother mentioned you."

Yang Xinran was stuck in his own thoughts when he suddenly heard Xie Jianjia calling him, and it was related to his mother, so he looked over.

Three times his name, as if his mother called him three times, the corners of Yang Xinran's eyes immediately turned red.

Xie Jianjia: "There may be more later. I'll call you later if I see them."

Yang Xinran withdrew her reluctant gaze.

"good"

First update today~

Thanks to Yinshi, Lavender Bathed Under the Rainbow for the recommendation vote~, thank you