Chapter 57 It doesn’t matter, let’s start over
Fu Ling and Wei Guodong couldn't stand the interrogation. If they committed a large amount of fraud, they would be jailed. They didn't want to spend their whole lives in jail.
At this point, everything went smoothly.
As for the original house and car, they were also redistributed smoothly.
Yang Huaicai entrusted a lawyer to handle the matter. The lawyer said that it was inevitable that Fu Ling and Wei Guodong would be imprisoned. Yang Huaicai should be compensated for at least seven or eight years, and the lawyer would fight for the rights he deserved.
As for the ownership of several children, if Wei Guodong's parents don't care, they will go to the welfare home.
Yang Huaicai entrusted a lawyer with full power, and he himself returned to the pig farm, looking at the empty field with sadness in his heart.
He returned to his old house.
Mother Yang is over seventy years old and is still strong. Father Yang is no longer alive. She lives alone, raises some chickens and ducks, and grows some vegetables. When her son comes back, Mother Yang is very happy.
As a mother, she knew that her son had suffered setbacks recently, but she was unable to do anything to help. She could only take care of herself and not cause any trouble to her son.
Seeing that Yang Huaicai was worried, Mother Yang smiled kindly and without asking any questions, she poured cold boiled water for her son to quench his thirst.
She went to make a fire and knead the dough. Yang Huaicai had loved eating pasta since he was a child, and she also learned the skill of making pasta.
It doesn’t need anything too complicated. Just knead the dough until it’s strong, stir-fry the eggs and eggplant into a sauce, cook the noodles and cover with the sauce, and it’s delicious.
Yang Huaicai didn't dare to look at his mother. His heart was heavy. While Yang's mother was making noodles, he went to chop firewood, sweep the yard, and weed the vegetable patch below, doing all the work he could.
"Acai, it's time to eat."
When the rice was ready, Mother Yang shouted.
Yang Huaicai returned home, washed his hands and ate noodles.
Neither mother nor son spoke. After finishing the meal, Yang Huai put down the bowl. He looked up at Mother Yang and knelt down.
Mother Yang felt distressed and immediately wanted to reach out to help her.
Yang Huaicai lowered his head and refused to rise. He choked and said, "Mom, I am guilty. I know you will not be able to bear it if I tell you, but I don't want to hide it from you."
Sooner or later, the matter will reach Mother Yang's ears. He can't hide it. He must tell the truth.
Mother Yang's hands were trembling. She sighed and said, "Just tell me, I can bear it."
Mother Yang thought of her daughter-in-law Fu Ling, and she sighed again: "You must be getting divorced. This is not a big deal."
Fu Ling rarely came to see her, even with her children. She also wanted to be strong. If Fu Ling didn't like her, she wouldn't go to Fu Ling and suffer her glare.
It's not like she can't move. She can support her mouth by working on her own, so she doesn't want to be looked down upon, and she doesn't want her son to be in trouble.
But the couple still divorced, and she could only sigh, it was no longer fate.
Yang Huaicai nodded. He felt very depressed and suffocated. He suppressed his emotions and spoke again: "It's a divorce, but it's not just this."
Those words were stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say them out. He couldn't even raise his head. His eyes were so blurry that water droplets hit the ground under his head.
Mother Yang's hands trembled, and she said tremblingly: "Is there someone outside her?"
"Those children...are they all other people's?"
Yang's mother's heart aches. They say a child is better than a mother. She has never seen Yang Huaicai behave like this. Her son has been honest and sincere since he was a child, but he is a good boy.
How could Fu Ling be so ruthless and hurt her son so much!
With just a few words, Mother Yang guessed the truth when she saw Yang Huaicai was so sad.
Yang Huaicai nodded heavily, tears welling up in his eyes. It is said that men don't shed tears easily but they are not sad yet. At this moment, his heart was being dug out and scratched piece by piece.
Mother Yang patted his shoulder gently: "Good boy, you have been wronged. You did nothing wrong. It is you who have suffered. If we don't cry, there is nothing we can't get through."
"Those things have nothing to do with our family. It's a good thing to know earlier. People should look forward. Once it's over, everything will be fine."
Yang's mother also cried. She felt sorry for her son. No matter how much resentment she had towards Ling, it was useless. It would not be as much as she felt for her son. She had lived twenty years.
Yang Huaicai sobbed, and Yang's mother also sobbed. Both mother and son cried for a long time.
After the emotions were vented, Yang Huaicai told Mother Yang in detail, including that he almost took the wrong path.
Mother Yang felt even more distressed when she heard this. She clasped her hands together and chanted with sobs: "God opens your eyes, God opens your eyes, don't let us be confused for the rest of our lives. This is a good thing, a good thing."
"It's just a pain for you. Mom is now old, everything has passed, and she is no longer afraid of this. But my son, Ah Cai, you must not mind it. This is a suffering in our life. After it has passed, everything will not matter. , let’s start over, those who have done evil will eventually get their retribution, and their lives will be far more painful than ours.”
Yang's mother reached out and touched Yang Huaicai's hair. Her son had a lot of white hair. He had suffered so much grievance and pain, and she was heartbroken.
But she was right, this suffering would eventually pass, and the enemy's suffering was no less than theirs.
Some humiliations will last a lifetime and cannot be removed. They are God's punishment for evildoers.
Yang Huaicai nodded, his worries were gone, and he felt much lighter. He looked at Yang's mother, worried that she was holding on by force.
Mother Yang smiled with red eyes and said: "Silly boy, at your age, Mom has gone through so many ups and downs. Don't worry, Mom won't be knocked down. Didn't the master say that my son will be blessed later? There should be a child in my life, and my mother is still waiting to hold her."
Mother Yang took Yang Huaicai's words seriously.
When the master said this, she must have a reason. Since she saved her son, of course she wouldn't talk nonsense.
My stupid son is in great luck. Without this master, his life would really be a miserable one.
The pain that can be overcome is not really crying, it is just a small stumbling block in life.
Yang Huaicai was deep in thought. Seeing Yang's mother's hopeful look, he didn't say anything depressing.
People have hope only when they have expectations.
As for marriage and children, Yang Huaicai didn't think much about it. He just wanted to deal with the matters at hand quickly. He wanted to handle all the follow-up matters and inform his partners one by one of the reasons. He was serious about breeding, and he could have a black eye. points, but his breeding shouldn't have to endure this.
Mother Yang saw that there was light in his eyes again, no longer dark, and she felt relieved. As long as people are good, everything will be fine.
Yang Huaicai took care of these things and went back to the city with a lot of things. Yang's mother knew that he was going to thank his benefactor, so she asked him to bring several of the chickens and ducks at home, including eggs, bacon, etc., and Yang Huaicai prepared them himself. , two large nylon bags, weighing nearly a hundred kilograms.
