nycdaug Chapter 191 The Past Is Truly Unbearable
Chapter 191 The Past Is Truly Unbearable
The oil lamp swayed precariously in the wind that seeped through the cracks in the wooden wall.
Everyone was silent again.
Xu Dazhu, being easygoing, quickly lost his pity. "Yingying, I didn't expect you to be right. The village is really in chaos."
Xu Chunsheng's clear eyes also looked at Xu Yingying, "Sister, are you a fairy? How could you know that the village would be in chaos?"
Xu Yingying had already thought of the standard answer to this question.
"Of course, I learned it from books. The ancients always put 'natural disasters and man-made calamities' together, and there's a reason for that."
“When natural disasters strike, people go hungry and will bully those weaker than themselves. Then the weak will bully the even weaker. This is how man-made disasters arise after natural disasters.”
Xu Yingying came from a wealthy family, and she could blame anything she couldn't explain on studying, so no one would suspect anything.
……
In the room.
Yang Fenglan sat on the bed, while Zhou Jingyi sat on a straw stool beside her, his legs together and his eyes downcast, looking like he had done something wrong.
"Jingyi, how do you know Chunya?"
Zhou Jingyi kept stammering "I...I...I..." for a long time without getting to the bottom of it.
Yang Fenglan threw a pillow at him, "Don't give me this damn thing, just say what you have to say!"
Zhou Jingyi immediately sat up straight. "Mother, Chunya is... from my uncle's family."
"At a time like this, you still want to lie to me?" Yang Fenglan said calmly. "I can take it. Tell me, I want to know the truth."
What could a lowly office worker like her not be able to accept?
Under her persistent questioning, Zhou Jingyi finally stammered out what happened back then.
Zhou Jingyi was only nine years old at the time. One day, his mother suddenly told him that his father had returned.
He was very happy.
But everyone in the Zhou family said that his father died and his eldest uncle personally went to collect the body, so there was no doubt about it.
Zhou Jingyi didn't believe it, so whenever he had time, he would go to the village entrance to wait for his father who had been away for many years.
Until her mother became pregnant.
Grandma told him not to make a fuss or tell anyone, or he would get his mother killed.
Young Zhou Jingyi was afraid of causing his mother's death, so he buried the matter in his heart from then on.
Later, my mother fell ill.
He followed Xiao Yuanshan around all day, begging him to take him hunting in the mountains.
He needed to earn money to buy medicine for his mother's illness.
But he was too small; how could he possibly hunt any prey?
They were all given to me by Xiao Yuanshan.
Nine-year-old Zhou Jingyi saved money penny by penny and then gave the money he had saved to Wang Shi to buy medicine.
When he was ten years old, his younger sister was born, and Zhou Jingyi was very happy.
He has a younger sister now; he has someone else he wants to protect.
But after only one glance at his younger sister, his grandmother took her away, saying that the child had been tainted with bad luck and had to be thrown away. If she didn't, her mother would be gossiped about and would die.
Grandma was truly heartless enough to abandon her younger sister on the mountain. Zhou Jingyi followed her there, held his sister in his arms, and cried for a long time. He didn't know what to do.
Finally, he thought of his grandmother.
So he took his younger sister and went to his maternal grandmother's house that very night.
The grandmother was kind-hearted and took the child in.
To outsiders, he was said to be the posthumous child of the daughter who had recently died and married far away, and was being raised in his maternal uncle's house.
Zhou Jingyi often secretly went to his uncle's house to watch his younger sister from afar, and this continued for seven years.
Only he himself knew about this.
When Yang was about to return to her parents' home, Zhou Jingyi would go ahead to warn them to hide his sister, fearing that his mother would be traumatized and go crazy for a year and a half like before.
Therefore, for so many years, Ms. Yang was unaware of the child's existence.
After Zhou Jingyi finished speaking, he lowered his head even further, afraid that his mother would blame him for keeping it from her all along.
Yang Fenglan looked at the boy in front of her with complicated feelings. She had previously thought he was too weak and had looked down on him.
Looking back now, it was the child's pure and innocent kindness, untouched by corruption.
"My child, you've suffered so much these past years."
Zhou Jingyi suddenly looked up and met Yang Fenglan's gentle eyes, feeling even more uneasy.