"I really can't understand how this person's heart can be so selfish and greedy?"
"I am so jealous at such a young age."
"Do we have to give up on finding Chen'er just because we have him as our adopted son?"
"Chen'er is the biological son of you and Tang Yazi. If it weren't for looking for Chen'er, I wouldn't have brought back Dazhi, who looks somewhat similar to Chen'er, to raise him!"
The more Tuoba Xian talked, the more angry she became. She, who had always been gentle and elegant, now had an angry look on her face.
Yang Ruoqing remained silent and said nothing.
Tuoba Xian continued: "During the month when Chen'er came back, I watched silently. Chen'er didn't feel any displeasure at all because of his ambition."
"On the contrary, Chen'er is a few months younger than Dazhi. He is the true legitimate son and grandson of our family. Not only does he not put on any airs with Dazhi,"
"On the contrary, he is respectful and humble to his ambition and respects him as an elder brother."
"Why can Chen'er have such a broad mind, but his ambition is so narrow that it cannot accommodate Chen'er?"
Faced with Tuoba Xian's repeated accusations, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips tightly and remained silent, but her heart was in chaos!
If someone else dared to have such thoughts towards Chen'er, Yang Ruoqing would have a million ways to drive that dangerous person away.
Even letting him disappear from this world is just a matter of moving a finger.
But this is Dazhi, and Dazhi is just a child, a poor child.
And he was still a child raised by her.
The palms and backs of her hands were all flesh, and she had never had such a headache.
"Qing'er, what are you going to do about this?" Tuoba Xian saw that Yang Ruoqing didn't express her position for a long time, so she simply asked her by name.
Then, without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to answer, Tuoba Xian continued: "I can't keep such hidden dangers in this family, around Chen'er!"
Yang Ruoqing raised her head suddenly, a trace of worry flashed across her eyes, "Mom, what are you going to do with Dazhi?"
Tuoba Xian narrowed his eyes, "Send them wherever they come from, we don't raise white-eyed wolves!"
"Mom, you can't!" Yang Ruoqing said quickly.
At this moment, all that flashed through my mind were the thin, white, elegant appearance of Dazhi when he was young.
She would hold his little hand while visiting the village, and when someone teased him, he would be so frightened that he would clutch her fingers and hide behind her with his small body.
I remembered that when he was two or three years old, he would lie in bed at night and not sleep, staring at her with his bright eyes.
She didn't cry or make a fuss until she finished taking a bath, washed her hair, dried her hair and came to his room to cover him with a quilt.
I found that he was not sleeping and asked him why he was not sleeping?
The little guy said softly, "Mom hasn't given me a hug tonight..."
Every night before going to bed, Yang Ruoqing would give her two children a gentle hug.
He would not close his eyes until he was waiting, and would wait patiently no matter how sleepy he was. This character was exactly the same as when Chen'er was a child.
At one point, Yang Ruoqing really regarded Dazhi as Chen'er.
Even though the real Chen'er has been found now, the blood connection between mother and son has not been affected by the seven years of separation.
But with Dazhi, it was a six-year relationship between mother and child. Even if you had a dog for six years, you regarded it as part of the family.
No one else would be willing to sell him to a dog meat restaurant no matter how much money he had to pay, let alone a child?
"Mom, please, give Dazhi another chance and don't send him back easily."
Yang Ruoqing was so anxious that she almost burst into tears.
"This child has been with me since he was more than a year old. He has long lost any impression of his biological mother and biological brothers."
"He has long regarded this place as his home, and we are his relatives."
"He has such a sensitive personality and is very weak. If he is sent back to the countryside in Yangzhou, he will definitely not be able to adapt." Yang Ruoqing said.
"But Qing'er, this child is narrow-minded and intolerant. He is still young and can make such a painting to humiliate us Chen'er." Tuoba Xian said sternly.
"This painting fully reflects the dark side of this child's heart,"
"If we wait until he grows up, his dark side will expand infinitely, not to mention that our Chen'er is so excellent and perfect,"
"The better and more perfect Chen'er is, the more his ambition will feel inferior. When the time comes, not only will he not rise up to catch up, but he will feel that Chen'er's appearance has robbed him of his grace."
"He will selfishly feel that if there is no Chen'er, or if Chen'er cannot be found, then this style belongs to his ambition!"
"It's too scary. This is a child with a dark heart!" Tuoba Xian said.
"Mom, if it were anyone else, I would have dealt with it myself without you having to ask. But Dazhi is in a special situation, and I can't send him to Yangzhou right away," Yang Ruoqing also said solemnly.
"Even if you want to send him away, you must first go to Yangzhou to inquire about the situation there and make sure his mother is still alive."
"Otherwise, sending him there will undoubtedly lead to death for Dazhi. I have raised Dazhi for six years and called him my mother for six years. I cannot be so cruel to him!"
"Again, Chen'er is my biological son. I have already lost him once. I cannot let him be hurt a second time."
"Mom, you can definitely rest assured about this."
"Please mother, for my sake, give Dazhi another chance."
"About today's matter, it is very serious. I will go to the school to find Dazhi later and have a good talk with him."
"After all, he is young. He has figured out many things by himself, or he may have heard instigation from some people with ulterior motives outside. This is all possible."
"So I have to have a serious talk with him again to make him realize his mistake."
"It would be best if he has a good attitude and is willing to repent. I always believe that the children taught by Yang Ruoqing are not bad at heart and are kind and upright!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Tuoba Xian raised her eyebrows, "Then what if he says he is submissive, but actually goes against it, and is still like this behind his back?"
"Even in the future, if his jealousy is directly transformed into actual actions to harm Chen'er, what will you do?"
Yang Ruoqing frowned, "If you are really stubborn, I won't be merciful!"
Tuoba Xian stood up and burned the ball of paper on the table completely with a fire origami.
"Okay, let me pretend that I don't know about today's matter. You go and communicate with Dazhi, but I will secretly observe his subsequent performance!" she said.
Yang Ruoqing also quickly stood up and sent Tuoba Xian off respectfully.
Tuoba Xian walked to the door, stopped, and turned sideways to look at Yang Ruoqing.
He sighed heavily and said, "Qing'er, we have been mother-in-law and daughter-in-law for so many years, and we have never had a dispute."
"My mother may have spoken harshly to you today, I hope you can understand."
"I have reached this age, and I have been separated from my son for half my life, and then I am not reunited with my grandson."
"Now that I have reached this age, I just want my family to be reunited and harmonious. I can no longer bear the slightest mistake for my grandson. I hope you can understand!"
Yang Ruoqing blushed and said to Tuoba Xian: "Mom, it's my wife's fault. She didn't teach her about ambition, which made her upset."
"My wife will definitely teach that child well, don't worry, mother!"
Tuoba Xian nodded, turned and left.
