The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 170 It's Me
Yan Sanhe staggered back a few steps, and a big hand came up to help him. The warmth in his palm didn't require him to look back, and he knew it was Mr. Xie.

"Don't always grab a man's front."

Yan Sanhe glared at him.

As long as she is willing to catch him, if not, how can Ji Lingchuan be remembered forever?
"Miss Yan, Yan Sanhe..."

Ji Lingchuan suddenly became manic, jumping up and down, and letting out a deep roar from his throat.

Yan Sanhe raised his leg and kicked his knee twice skillfully.

"thump--"

Ji Lingchuan knelt on the ground, his voice a little broken and unclear because of the pain.

"Yan Sanhe, tell me the truth, why me? Why?"

"the truth?"

There was a trace of sadness in Yan Sanhe's eyes: I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, Ji Lingchuan.

"Hu Sanmei has been humbled and endured countless hardships. At the expense of her two sons, she finally stood up and took the position of the hostess of the Ji family. Can you just call her mother in a fair and just way?"

Ji Lingchuan trembled: "Yes!"

"After Hu Sanmei was rehabilitated, your father did not regard her as his real wife.

The Zhang family's annual gifts are not handled by her, and she is not allowed to interfere with your brothers' marriage. In Ji Chunshan's mind, his first wife will always be the Zhang family, right? "

"……right!"

"You and your second brother have never regarded her as a real mother, and think that being born in a concubine's belly is the greatest shame in your life.

How can a fisherman's girl who can't even read deserve to be your mother, right? "

Ji Lingchuan lowered his head in shame: "Yes!"

Yan Sanhe looked at Ji Lingchuan coldly.

"The love between a man and a woman is easy to give up. When the heart becomes cold, the love will fade away. If your father marries the aunt of the [-]th or [-]th bedroom, for her, it is just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks.

But the love of blood is constantly cut by the knife and burned by the fire. It is something that penetrates into the bones.

Each one of you was born to her in her ten-month pregnancy. Each one of you was born after she put one foot into the gate of hell and narrowly escaped death. "

Ji Lingchuan felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark in front of him, and his chest seemed to be blocked by a huge stone, making him unable to breathe.

"Miss Yan, stop talking, stop talking..."

"If I don't tell you, how can I let you know the cause and effect?"

Yan Sanhe sneered as if he was mocking himself.

"If you want to get something, you must give something first. The old lady knows very well that there are all kinds of medicines in this world, but there is no regret medicine.

And seeing you two brothers getting married, starting a business, studying and becoming officials, she has nothing to regret. Even if you two brothers look down on her, she will accept you as long as you are good. "

Speaking of this, Yan Sanhe suddenly changed his mind.

"Do you still remember what the third wife, Ning, told you about the Jinxiu Silk House?"

Ji Lingchuan nodded painfully.

"It was obviously the eldest wife who did it, but she framed it and said it was the third wife."

Yan Sanhe: "I said at the time that the old lady had two purposes. One was for the family and everything to be prosperous, and the other was that she wanted to give both kindness and power and set the rules for her to be a mother-in-law. Actually, I was wrong."

"What's the reason?" Pei Xiao couldn't help but interject.

"The eldest wife was chosen by the Zhang family. She misses home and everything is happy. May I ask, Mr. Pei, who is in charge of this family?"

Pei Xiao looked at Ji Lingchuan on the ground, "It turns out she doesn't want her uncle to be caught in the middle!"

Yan Sanhe: "Also, she doesn't want to be kind and powerful at the same time. On the contrary, she wants to please the eldest lady." Pei Xiao wondered, "Why?"

"because……"

Yan Sanhe's voice suddenly sounded as soft as the night wind.

"Because she wanted to know more about her son through the eldest lady's mouth.

What did Mr. Ji eat and drink today? Is it cold or not? Did he put on more clothes? Is everything going well in the yamen? Is there anything troublesome...

These ordinary and boring moments of life are told to the old lady through the mouth of the eldest lady. To the eldest lady, these are every moment between her and her husband.

But for the old lady, this is every moment between mother and son. "

"My grandmother..."

Pei Xiao suddenly choked up.

"The first time in a person's life is the most unforgettable."

Yan Sanhe's profile was caught in the bright and dark light and shadow.

"The first time my heart skipped a beat, the first time I stepped into the wealthy family of Ji Mansion, the first time I had sex with a man, the first time I got pregnant..."

How did Hu Sanmei know at that time that she and the child only had a mother-child relationship for ten months.

She should be full of expectation and joy, looking forward to the birth of this child.

Hear his first cry when he came into this world, feel his first sucking, watch his first baby teeth grow, hear him call his mother for the first time...

Ironically, she was left with nothing but that cry.

The uncle of the Ji family named Lingchuan has become a delusion that she only dares to hold on to in her dreams in this life.

"Mama Chen once said that the old lady often said something when she was alive: People must read more, listen more, and talk less. If you talk too much, you will not only look stupid, but your thoughts will also be seen."

Yan Sanhe shook his head slightly.

"Look, the old lady has a lot of self-awareness in her life. She has positioned herself as a bystander, observing the lives of her children. When they are doing well, she is relieved; when they are not doing well, she is worried.

Because of this, she secretly arranged for the maid to have sex with the third master of the Ji family. "

In the old lady's opinion, only by giving birth to a son can Ning have the confidence to live in the Ji family;
Only by giving birth to a son can the third master of the Ji family have a son and gain a firm foothold in the clan.

She didn't dare to do it openly, so she could only do it secretly and covertly.She had figured out everything except the third wife's temperament.

The third wife married into Ji's family with a fortune of ten miles, and her family's wealth is endless, so she won't accept her tricks at all, Ji Lingchuan..."

Yan Sanhe's words changed again, his eyes suddenly sharp.

"Your mother came to Beijing alone at the age of 16, naked and with nothing but her young and healthy body and a belly capable of giving birth to a son.

She is a fisherman's girl who has no family to rely on and no parents or brothers to help her. Do you know how far she has to endure in order to get the upper hand? "

Ji Lingchuan's eyebrows jumped fiercely.

“Mother Chen said that your grandmother couldn’t poop, so she used her hands to help her pick it out bit by bit.

What you see is your mother squatting on the ground washing your aunt's feet. What you can't see is that maybe she did something more humble.

You despise her birth and her submissiveness..."

Yan Sanhe's hanging hand slowly clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of his hand began to protrude one by one.

"Do you think that she took the position of the mistress of the Ji family just because of the gift of your aunt?

You rely on the Zhang family to get promoted and make a fortune, but she relies on herself from beginning to end.

What the hell do you have to look down on her?
What qualifications do you have to dislike it?
Ji Lingchuan, why do you do this? "

(End of this chapter)