The all-powerful wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 87 Xuezhu Tuli's Life Experience ([-]rd)

On the night when Yang Huili saw Xiao Enliang's mother Guo Lianqing in the ward, she stumbled out of the building of the inpatient department alone, in a trance, not in the mood to pay attention to the falling incident that just happened beside her.

Policemen, doctors, patients, family members of patients, family members of the parties involved, onlookers... A crowd of people crowded together, making a lot of noise, but Yang Huili didn't really realize what was happening around him when he passed through the crowd.

As soon as the wind blows, the alcohol on the top seems to dissipate, and it seems to be more violent.

Dazed and not knowing what to do, I walked to the intersection and waved for a taxi, but it might be because it was too late, there were not many cars, and basically there were already passengers in them.

On the way, two or three private cars stopped in front of her and said they could give her a ride along the way.

Fuck it, you didn't even ask me where I was going, how did you know I was on the way?A bunch of perverts!
Yang Huili kicked the small rocks far away and decided to walk home.

As she walked, she recalled what inconsequential words she had said just now, and every time she recalled a sentence, she wanted to slap herself hard.

I'm going to die!Before being with Lao Xiao, he left such a bad impression on the old man in the other party's family.It seemed that the future was uncertain and hope was slim.Forget it, let's stop here, after all, it hasn't started yet.

I walked all the way, thought all the way, and ate the meat dates all the way.Individually packaged meat dates are placed in small vacuum plastic bags one by one.

Every time Yang Huili finished eating one, he could almost see a trash can, so he threw the meat-smelling plastic bag he had just torn off into the trash can.

Her actions inadvertently helped the seriously injured little corgi.

At the beginning, it could keep up with Yang Huili's footsteps, but after walking for a long time, it became exhausted and collapsed, and it took a long time to support it to walk another distance.

It was worried that it would be lost, but then it smelled the familiar smell of meat.This wonderful smell gave it guidance and brought it to the Cannes community.

It's not sure if the person it's looking for is here, but it wants to wait.After half a month like this, when it felt that it was about to fail, the most beautiful person in its eyes appeared.

Holding an umbrella, she walked towards it and sheltered it in her arms, in her world.

Since then, it has the first name in the dog's life, called Xiao Zhuzi.

Since then, it also has the first real owner in the dog's life.She is beautiful and kind, with a faint fragrance on her body, she is Wu Tong.

Yang Huili never knew that such a dog had followed her, and even the major falling incidents were automatically blocked by her. How could a silent and sick dog attract her attention!
The crux of Yang Huili's insanity is not simply because of the unhappiness with Guo Lianqing at the first meeting.

More importantly, it was because of the painting at the charity auction, the painting that contained the secret of her life experience.

Yang Huili has never met her parents since she was born, nor has she met any relatives.

She only remembers that when she was very young, there was an aunt who was very plainly dressed and took care of her all the time.

Auntie is not a deaf-mute, but she never speaks to Yang Huili.

But when she was sick, the aunt would take her to the hospital to see a doctor;

When she reaches the school age, the aunt will take her to the school to sign up;

When the teacher asks the parents to come to the meeting, the aunt will also go to the school to hold the parent meeting as a mother;
When she was being bullied by her classmates, the aunt stood up for her like a protective mother...

It was also at that time that Yang Huili was convinced that it wasn't that the aunt couldn't speak, but that she didn't like to talk to her.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Huili didn't know what her aunt's last name was.

She asked countless times, but didn't get an answer, so in the end she just yelled according to her habit.

In this way, under the careful care of her aunt, Yang Huili gradually became a beautiful big girl.

Until the day she entered junior high school, her aunt suddenly disappeared from the world.

She didn't know what her aunt's last name was, let alone her name, where she came from, what she did, who she was...

It can be said that Yang Huili knew nothing about this aunt who raised her.

Since then, she has received money from strangers every month, and the amount is not small.

Yang Huili relies on this money to live.

During that lonely adolescence, Yang Huili grew up rapidly.With a mature mind, but also established a radical outlook on life and values.

She felt that she was an abandoned child.

But it seemed that the person who abandoned her was quite rich.

So Yang Huili has never been embarrassed by the economy.

After getting acquainted with Wu Tong, she saw a loneliness similar to her own from this friend.

Both of them are lonely fighters, so they have cherished each other since their troubled teenage years, and they have always cherished each other until now.

Just when Yang Huili got used to this kind of life and felt relieved about the status quo, she received an anonymous letter from Japan, which made her mood fluctuate again.

The letter was written in Chinese and had several pages, which explained the matter very clearly.

"Lili, you don't need to know who I am, I just want to tell you everything I know.

I am afraid that after my death no one will be able to tell you these facts again.

I'm afraid that when you want to find your biological parents, you don't know anything.

Your grandmother was the daughter of a Japanese empress who was secretly born. She was framed and kidnapped to China. She was raped by an officer and gave birth to your mother.

When your mother was born, it was a difficult time, and she survived with difficulty.

She was beautiful since she was a child. In order to make a living, your grandmother tearfully sold her daughter, your mother, to an old man in the next village as a child bride.Later, an overseas reporter who came to China for inspection saw your beautiful mother and fell in love with her at first sight, so he wanted to buy her from the old man.

Although the reporter took out all the money he had with him, it was a lot of money, and the old man probably never saw so much money in his life.

But the old man rejected his proposal. He said that he would not sell it, and he would not sell it for any amount of money!

The reporter left China disappointed.

Don't worry, Lili, you are not the old man's daughter.Because he is impotent, infertile, and childless throughout his life.

He was considerate to your mother, and he was willing to buy new clothes, jewelry, rouge and gouache for her, and finally died of a heart attack when your mother was 16 years old.

I'm not sure who your real father is.Because your mother was tight-lipped about it and never told anyone.But what is certain is that your father must be one of the following three.They are all people of certain social status, one is the politician Akira Sato, the other is Taketo Tanaka, the general manager of Takefuji Corporation, and the other is the famous historian Maeda Masada.

After the old man passed away, your mother smuggled to Japan with your grandmother.

Your mother worked as a waitress in a restaurant for a while, but was picked up and taken back to teach her acting and playing musical instruments, and became a geisha.

Your mother said in her diary that although she had skin-to-skin relationships with many men, only the above three men had real relationships, so your father must be among these three men.

I am seriously ill and will die soon. Fortunately, I can hand over this letter to you before I die, and I can rest in peace.

Five years ago, your mother was still alive. I don't know what happened to her now.

Where to start, I can't give you any good advice.

But now that technology is so advanced, it should be easier to find someone than it was back then.If you want to find it, go find it as soon as possible, and when they are gone, you really can't find it.

I lost your mother's diary when I moved in a hurry, but I remember she mentioned a very valuable painting in it, called "Snow Bamboo Picture".She stole the painting from a guest of her companion. At that time, she just thought it was beautiful and moved her, so she decided to keep it for herself on impulse.Unexpectedly, her companion was killed because of this, and only then did she know that the painting was valuable.

She originally wanted to return the painting, but she was worried that it would cause trouble to her upper body, so she hid it.

After she found out that she was pregnant with a child, she lived in seclusion for eight or nine months until she gave birth to you before returning to Tokyo and continuing to work as a geisha.Because only by being a geisha can she survive.

The one who delivered you was a Chinese village woman who was planning to return to China, and your mother begged her to take you away and raise you.Seeing that your mother was involuntary and pitiful, she agreed.

After your mother returned to Tokyo, she wrote your life experience on a piece of silk.After finishing writing, I suddenly wanted to see that "Snow Bamboo Picture", so I spread it on the table and admired it while drinking.She was gradually getting drunk, and she couldn't stand still. When the wine glass tilted, the sake spilled on the painting.Coincidentally, the piece of silk on which your life experience is written is just under the "Snow Bamboo Picture", and all the words on it are printed on the painting.

But what is even more amazing is that when the wine dries up, the words printed on it have disappeared.

Your mother didn't see a trace of it when she faced the sun, the electric lamp, or the candlelight.She clearly remembered that when the wine was just sprinkled on it, a large area of ​​shade opened up, and she could clearly see the words on the silk.

Later, by chance, she took a pair of sunglasses given to her by a guest to read "Snow Bamboo Picture", and she saw the words printed on silk again.She was very excited and burned the silk, leaving only "Snow Bamboo Picture".

I think she doesn't want others to know your life experience, and she wants to leave some traces to prove your existence.

So, if you don’t have a clue, it’s better to look for "Snow Bamboo Picture" first.

That's all I know, and I've written down everything I've heard and seen.

Good luck, boy!
But if you really can't find anything, I hope you can also live happily and happily, don't dwell on the past, okay? "

The signature of the letter shows an apple, but I don't know what it means.

For so many years, she hadn't found any trace of "Snow Bamboo Picture", she never expected to see it at the charity auction that she went with Wu Tong and Zheng Jiaxuan.

How could Yang Huili be calm, it has her background written on it!
Half a month after the charity auction, Zheng Jiaxuan got the "Snow Bamboo Picture" and called Xiao Enliang who had just been discharged from the hospital.

It took Xiao Enliang one night to find out the secret, and saw the words written by Yang Huili's mother on the silk.

Zheng Jiaxuan was wearing sunglasses, sitting in front of the desk, excitedly tapping the table with his knuckles.Sure enough, it was as they expected!
　Xiao Enliang: Each of you has a very complicated background and family!

　　Benta: Do you feel super happy~
　　Xiao Enliang: Yes... very happy!
　　Benta: Do you know why I am so nice to you?
　　Xiao Enliang: Why?
　　Benta: Because I am not willing to abuse your spirit~
　　Zheng Jiaxuan, Wu Tong, Yang Huili: Raise your hands to resist!
　　Benta: Don't worry, wait until I finish... I just want to abuse Lao Xiao's body, all kinds of body abuse, all kinds of ways to abuse the body!

　　Zheng Jiaxuan, Wu Tong: Hahahaha...

　　Yang Huili: Hee hee hee...

　　Xiao Enliang: ...!
　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)