Rumors spread faster than anyone expected.
In just half a day, the entire Fengjing city knew that the legitimate daughter being raised by the Jiang family was a fake, and that the real daughter was someone else.
The secrets that the Jiang family had worked hard to hide for nearly four years were revealed in broad daylight. You can imagine Mrs. Jiang's anger.
"Who? Who did this? They don't even want the Jiang family's face!" She grabbed the last cup.
The servants of the Jiang family were silent. Only Jiang Chengyuan said bravely, "It's grandma. She said she found the lost child."
There was a "clang" sound.
This time it was not a fall, but the cup fell naturally and broke into pieces the moment it came into contact with the ground. The fragments even splashed onto Mrs. Jiang's feet, but she seemed unaware, stunned and dumbfounded.
All the past events came to mind, and the chubby baby in swaddling clothes roared back with the unhappy past. All the things weaved into a big web and bound her so tightly that she couldn't even breathe.
"Mother." Jiang Chengyuan's voice came from far and near, "Mother, are you okay? Mother, mother!"
Mrs. Jiang recovered from her daze and looked at her legitimate son's outstanding face, as if she wanted to say something.
"Mom, Cheng Huan is fine. Can we bring her back?" Jiang Chengyuan couldn't wait to get there first, "Should mother go, or should we go together?"
Although she didn't say it clearly, it was obvious who she was.
Mrs. Jiang clenched the handkerchief in her hand, her eyes changed several times, and her body trembled slightly.
"Mom, my sister has finally been found. Why don't you go and pick her up?" Jiang Chengyuan was gradually surprised, "That is the legitimate daughter of our Jiang family."
I was once unwilling to look for him, just because of my grandmother's ruthless resistance, my sister's hesitant comfort, and my despair and helplessness in looking for my relatives in the vast sea of people.
Throughout history, there has been almost no precedent for a missing person being found again, knowing full well that the blood test is unreliable.
When the Jiang family's legitimate daughter actually showed up, it was a sure thing to take her home.
No big family can tolerate the loss of their own blood.
Mrs. Jiang also knew that after a brief period of surprise, she calmed down and said, "I have to take her back, but how can I be sure that she is real?"
No birthmarks, no moles, not even a scar from birth.
Who can identify such a smooth and flawless doll, and who can be sure that it is not a new fake.
Jiang Chengyuan was speechless.
Today, his mood has experienced too many ups and downs, from the surprise of knowing that Xiao Jiang's sister might be his sister, to the fright that Jiang Chenghuan almost died, to the shamelessness to face Xiao Jiang, but in his heart he is eager to see her. Take it back and make up for it openly.
Even if his mother's suspicions were reasonable, he didn't want to think about it.
Fortunately, the maid got through and my grandmother came.
The old lady with her hair full of silver hair had windy steps, and she was from outside the door to the room in the blink of an eye. "I am sure that she is real."
Jiang Chengyuan's eyes lit up instantly.
"From time to age, from personality to behavior." Mrs. Jiang said in a sonorous tone, "Jiang Sheng is the child of the Jiang family."
"As for other evidence... I don't think there is any need to present it."
Is it not necessary to take it, or is it not available?
Mrs. Jiang's hand shook suddenly, as if she was secretly guessing something.
She caught a glimpse of Jiang Chenghuan's unconscious and pale appearance in her peripheral vision, and resentment began to arise in her heart, "Now that I have found it, take it back and educate it with Cheng Huan. Why did my mother want to expose Cheng Huan's identity in public? She He is also the child of your Chenghuan."
Giving birth to twins not only provides two children, but also maintains the dignity of the Jiang family, isn't it good?
Mrs. Jiang did not answer this question.
She just glanced at Jiang Chengyuan and said indifferently, "Nanny is not willing to come back for the time being. No one from the Jiang family is allowed to disturb her peace. If you let me know... hum."
In these two simple sentences, the imposing manner of the leader of the Jiang family was undoubtedly revealed.
Without looking at the shocked faces of the Jiang family's mother and son, she calmly turned around and returned to her courtyard.
On the way, Tan Yue couldn't help but mutter, "Old madam, please speak clearly. You are worried that your daughter-in-law will be bullied, so you act like this."
Mrs. Jiang snorted, "No need to say anything, just let me be this evil person."
There is no way to have both in this world. Resources and love are both limited, and big families are no exception.
It's like a person who has a hundred taels of silver in his hand. Not every child can get it all, but it can be divided into several portions according to the number of children he has.
As the number of children increases, each person has less access to them.
What's more, this must be based on fairness.
What if it's unfair?
"After all, Madam is the biological mother of the legitimate young lady. How could it be unfair? It's just that we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, so it's inevitable to be unfamiliar." Tan Yue was still young and harbored illusions.
The corners of Mrs. Jiang's mouth were slightly raised, as if she was sarcastic or sarcastic.
There are some things she doesn't say.
Doesn't mean it didn't happen.
The next day.
The news about the real and fake daughter of the Jiang family was suppressed, and all the insiders were somewhat unspeakable, which only aroused the people of Fengjing to become more and more curious.
Jiang Chengyuan remembered his grandmother's order and did not dare to approach Jiang Sheng. He only dared to watch from a distance. He went to Jiuzhenfang several times to buy cakes and carried them home in bundles.
Jiang Chengfeng and Jiang Chengyu also went there several times. Because their steps were too heavy, they almost disturbed Jiang Sheng, and were eventually forcibly expelled.
The only one who remained silent was Mrs. Jiang, who took good care of Jiang Chenghuan.
She kept silent about the daughter who was supposed to go home but didn't. She neither resisted like crazy nor missed her diligently. Instead, she calmly acted as if nothing happened.
When the news reached Mrs. Jiang's courtyard, there was only a sneer.
Fortunately, these did not affect Jiang Sheng's life.
After sending her eldest brother to the tribute courtyard for the second time, she huddled in the small courtyard to plan a new workshop.
There are far more women who have been tortured in marriages than they imagined. They originally thought that by making cakes with surnames, they could recruit a few more aunts and aunts who have been tortured.
Unexpectedly, just from word of mouth, more than a dozen aunts and aunts tried to divorce and came to Jiuzhenfang to find a job to make a living.
Jiang Sheng held his forehead sinfully.
She felt as if she had destroyed other people's families, and she felt that there was no need to continue a family that could be destroyed.
However, no matter how much Jiuzhenfang expands, it will be limited and cannot recruit more than a dozen aunts and aunts.
After thinking hard, she remembered the white noodles made by her aunt, the cured pork ribs that had been eliminated because of their complexity, and the countless ancient delicacies recorded in the book.
If it were before, Jiang Sheng would have rushed to Youranju happily to discuss cooperation with the big shopkeeper.
Now, even when she walked to the street, she just stopped at the door of Youranju and frowned. She glanced at several other large restaurants side by side and hesitated not knowing what to do.
Until, a voice of laughter came from behind, "Little Jiang Sheng, what are you doing here?"
