Seeing his mother's sad appearance, Jiang Hanming's eyes turned red. "Putong" knelt down in front of Zhang and held his legs. His voice choked and said, "my son is unfilial, which worries my mother."

Gu Qianqian was also moved to see Jiang Hanming like this. It seems that the relationship between the mother and the son is not as bad as he thought. It's just that Zhang's usual performance is very serious and does not smile. Gu Qianqian almost mistakenly thinks that Zhang does not care about his little son.

Zhang stretched out his dry palm and was full of loving fear of hitting Jiang Hanming on the shoulder. Then his voice was a little hoarse and called out: "Delong, your brother's first seven is back. You should burn some paper money to your brother." Then he continued to say, "it's a pity that your daughter-in-law ran away, otherwise you would not have to be so lonely."

Gu Qianqian was standing behind Jiang Hanming. When she heard this, she felt cold all over her body. A chill came from her back to her heart. She never cared about her own life and death. She even had the idea of being buried with her.

All of Zhang's spirit is on his son. He doesn't notice Gu Qianqian. He rubs Jiang Hanming's shoulder and reads it.

Jiang Hanming was also startled by Zhang's idea and quickly explained: "mother, my son is not dead. What are you thinking?"

Jiang Delong heard Zhang's voice and came out of the room. He immediately saw Gu Qianqian and Jiang Hanming kneeling on the ground. He became excited and strode to Jiang Hanming. He held his shoulder with both hands and said excitedly, "Han Ming, you're OK. You're worried about us. Just come back, just come back."

Zhang's worry about his son and his old age lead to a trance. Jiang Delong is young and energetic, so he will not regard a living man as a ghost.

"Mother, Han Ming is not dead yet. Touch his face. If it's a ghost, can it be so real?" Jiang Delong takes Zhang's hand and touches Jiang Hanming's face.

Zhang's hands shaking embrace that familiar face, full of calloused hands can't help rubbing that face.

Jiang Hanming didn't feel Ge Ying at all. He said with a simple smile: "mother, now I believe my son is a living man."

Zhang's eyes full of tears, hands shaking, excited: "believe, believe, my son is OK."

"Niang, in fact, the son's safe return this time is all due to the daughter-in-law's credit. If the daughter-in-law hadn't been afraid of danger and would have come out of which pit, the son would not have come back." Jiang Hanming in order to let his mother no longer have opinions on Gu Qianqian, will be able to say good things all said.

It was not until then that Zhang noticed Gu Qianqian. When he recalled that Gu Qianqian was going to be buried with him at first, he had an unnatural look on his face. Then his face was calm and he nodded: "it's hard for you this time."

Gu Qianqian is a little chilly. I've spared no effort to save your son. Just two words will send me away. My status in this family is not as good as an outsider. Gu Qianqian laments in her heart that it is not easy to live a new life, but she meets some indifferent relatives. It's really hard to repay.

Jiang Delong is more attentive than Zhang, praising: "sister-in-law, you saved Han Ming, and you are a great hero of our family. Look at your weak body, there is an old hen in the family. I'll let your sister-in-law kill the soup to make up for you."

"Thank you for your concern." Gu Qianqian said in a soft voice and looked at Jiang Hanming. Although he survived, his temperament was still the same as before. In this family, he still couldn't say anything. Jiang Delong had to say something about killing chickens and making soup.

Pang's ears were sharp. As soon as he heard that he wanted to kill a chicken, he ran out of the kitchen. In fact, when he was in the kitchen before, he had heard about Jiang Hanming and his wife coming back, but she didn't come out because she didn't like the little uncle. Now he was not happy to see Jiang Delong asking her to kill a chicken.

"Oh, Han Ming, it's good that you're OK, but you're worried about us." Pang ran to Jiang Hanming in a hurry. He tried his best to squeeze two tears out of his eyes. He looked considerate. People who didn't know how harmonious the family was thought.

Jiang Hanming didn't think about so many things. He honestly said, "it worries you."

Pang turned to look at Gu Qianqian again, and politely picked up Gu Qianqian's hand.

Qian's hand is like Pang Shanyu's. The injury on the wrist was not healed, and the touch made her gasp.

"Sister in law, are you still blaming your sister-in-law?" Pang thinks that Gu Qianqian still hates her. His eyes droop. He pretends to be sad and says, "in fact, that day, my sister-in-law thought that Han Ming had really left. Only when she was blinded would she say that. You should never take it to heart."

Gu Qianqian endured the pain on her wrist and the intrigue of her previous life, which made her easily see through Pang's hypocritical face, but she didn't tear it down, echoing Pang's words: "sister-in-law cares so much about me, how can I blame sister-in-law? Family harmony is the most important thing, isn't it?"

"Yes, harmony is the most important thing." Pang thought that Gu Qianqian would sneer at him, but he didn't expect that the little girl was so easy to talk, and there was more bad water in her heart.Jiang Delong waved his hand: "go to cook, kill the old hen in a moment, and give Han Ming and his younger sister a tonic. We countrymen are better than capital."

"That old hen is still laying eggs. It's a pity that I'll cook more eggs for you today." That old hen lays two or three eggs every day. It's killing her to let her kill her.

"Why, you don't want to kill a chicken now?" Zhang felt sorry for his son. Seeing that Pang was still playing tricks, he glared at her fiercely. "If you don't kill him, I'll kill him later!"

"Mother, that old hen lays so many eggs every day. What a pity to kill her." Pang's face ached.

Jiang Delong's thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Why can't the woman see the momentum? She's so angry. You're still talking back here. You stare at Pang and scold, "don't you go quickly, do you want your mother to do it automatically?"

"I don't want to keep the old hen for everyone's good. We still have eggs to eat in the future. After killing, we can't even see the hair." Pang sighed and took the knife to the chicken pen. "How dare I let my mother do it? I'll go now."

Jiang Delong looked at Jiang Hanming apologetically: "your sister-in-law is just like that. Don't take it to heart."

"No, no, I'm used to it." Jiang Hanming smiles.

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