Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

"Guang... Guangzong... I am your father after all. Even if I made mistakes in the past, I have raised you in luxury over the years..."

"Even if I have neglected you a little in the past few years, you are much more prosperous than ordinary children, aren't you?"

Looking at the two cold faces in front of him, Mr. Xu's voice became lower and lower.

He felt that his performance just now had no effect on Xu Guangzong.

The old man was immediately anxious. If Xu Guangzong didn't forgive him, would he have to live alone in the old house in the future?

After planning for a lifetime, he ended up with nothing when he was old. How could he be willing!

The old man was about to say something when he was interrupted by Xu Guangzong: "Where are the things my mother left behind?"

Mr. Xu froze in place when he heard Xu Guangzong's words. He glanced at Yao Mengqin quietly, not knowing what to say.

When Yun Qiu passed away, the two brothers were still young, and all the things were handled by the old man.

He piled up all of Yunqiu's belongings in a hidden room under the pretext that he didn't want to be reminded of her past.

Later, after marrying the old lady, he handed over all the household affairs to her, and he didn't know whether Yunqiu's belongings had been thrown away.

Grandpa Xu's eyes fell on the old lady, and Xu Guangzong also looked at Grandma Xu.

"Where are my mother's belongings?"

Grandma Xu felt a little guilty when she thought about what she had done.

When the old man handed over the power of the housekeeper to her, she immediately dealt with Yunqiu's belongings.

Many valuable things were sold, and some top-notch jewelry was used by herself. She also gave away a lot of them when Xu Hui got married and Guangming got married.

Now there are only a few photos of Yunqiu taken when she was young left in the warehouse, and no one knows where they were thrown away.

"What relics? Didn't Yunqiu's things sell all of them and give them to the old man?"

Grandma Xu hated Xu Guangzong and Xu Chenghua, but she also knew that she couldn't compete with them with her current strength.

I was afraid that Xu Guang would know what I had done and drive me out of the old house in a rage. My son and grandson were in prison, and I had no other relatives in this city.

If I was driven out, I would have no place to stay.

Xu Guangzong was not in a hurry even if the old lady did not admit it. He had a property list in his hand, which clearly recorded everything left by Yun Qiu.

When Xu Chenghua saw the property list, he admired Lin Wanyue and was also a little scared.

It took two hours to find out what happened decades ago, and even the details were investigated clearly.

Now he suddenly gave me a property list, which recorded everything from jewelry, real estate, and shops to a photo.

Who would not be scared when seeing this level of detail? Xu Chenghua suddenly thought that if Miss Lin wanted to know, it would probably take less than two minutes to find out what color bitter tea she wore yesterday.

(Lin Wanyue: ...Thanks for the compliment, I don't want to check your bitter tea seeds.)

"You'd better tell me the truth. I have a list of property in my hand. It's wishful thinking for you to hide it."

"I...I really don't know. I...some of them were sold by me, and...some others..."

Xu Guangzong didn't want to listen to her nagging anymore. He waved his hand behind him. A group of seven or eight strong men came out from the side and walked straight into the house.

Old lady Xu was panicked. She didn't expect Xu Guangzong to bring people with him.

"What are you doing! This is my house. Who told you to break in!" Old lady Xu wanted to stop those people, but was pushed away.

The group started a carpet search in the house, and everywhere they went was a mess.

When the whole old house was made to look like it had been ransacked, one of the strong men came up from downstairs and walked to Xu Guangzong: "Found it."

Xu Guangzong and his son followed him downstairs. There was a small door behind the stairs, only more than one meter high, with a lock on it.

The strong man called a few companions, took a hammer to break the lock, opened the door and stood by.

There were a lot of things piled up inside, and because no one had been here for a long time, there was a thick layer of dust on it.

Xu Guangzong walked in and began to search. Xu Chenghua also helped to look for it.

All the valuables were taken away by Mrs. Xu. Xu Guangzong and his friends only found a wooden box, which was pressed in the nearest corner.

When they opened the box, there were some old photos inside. Because of the long time and the dampness in the warehouse, the wooden box had rotted a little.

The bottom of the box was a little rotten, revealing a letter hidden underneath.

Xu Guangzong picked up the letter, and the envelope read "My son, personally wrote".

His hands trembled slightly as he carefully opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and read the last words his mother left him...

"Guangzong, Guangyao, if you see this letter, it means that I am no longer here.

Mom is sorry for you. I brought you into this world but did not give you a complete family.

I regret that I cannot accompany you to grow up and cannot see my son marry and have children.

My body may not be able to hold on for much longer. The only thing I miss is you two. You lost your mother when you were so young.

I don't know how old you will be when you see this letter. Are you in high school or college? Or have you already joined the workforce?

It doesn't matter when, as long as you are fine.

I want time to slow down and give me some time to take a good look at my children, but God doesn't give me the chance.

You two brothers should support each other, grow up well, and live well.

Don't resent anyone, and don't trap yourself in hatred.

Mom will be with you in heaven.

Always think of my son, and wish my son peace. "

Xu Guangzong read the letter with red eyes and gently touched the handwriting on the letter, as if he was greeting his mother at that time.

He felt full of guilt towards his mother. After so many years of treating the thief as his mother, his mother must be very disappointed in him...

When Yunqiu wrote this letter, she was already in her last moments. She knew that she didn't have much time left, so she could only write to her children what she couldn't say.

She even felt labored to breathe at that time, and it took her a whole day to write a letter.

It can be seen from the handwriting that every stroke she wrote consumed a lot of Yunqiu's energy.

She never said the cause of her death from beginning to end, nor did she say what role the old man played in it.

She didn't want the children to want to avenge her after knowing it. She only hoped that her children could grow up safely and leave this sinful home.