Mrs. Ye has two sons and a daughter by her side, the eldest son Ye Xinfan, the second son Ye Zhifan, and the youngest daughter Ye Zhixiang.

Up to now, everyone in the village believes that the two sons and one daughter are the biological birth of Mrs. Ye, and no one has ever doubted that neither the eldest son nor the second son is her biological birth.

Mrs. Ye always thought that no one knew about this secret. She took "Ye Xinfan" back to the village from the city. Except for her own old man who knew that she was not her own, and a few older generations who knew a little bit, no one in her generation knew anything about it. people know.

As people of the older generation who knew about it passed away one by one, the fact that Ye Xinfan was not her biological son was also buried in the loess, and no one mentioned the past again.

Then, even if the older generation knew a little bit and suspected that Ye Xinfan was not her son, they would never have thought that the "Ye Xinfan" they brought back was not the uncle's son at all!

The night she went to the city to pick up Ye Xinfan, because she was afraid that she would be dragged down by her uncle, and because she was young at the time and saw that her sister-in-law was superior to herself in every way, and seeing the couple in trouble, she threw Ye Xinfan, who was four years old at the time, in the In the unknown bus station, after the incident, I was afraid and hurriedly searched for it, but there was no sign of Ye Xinfan.

At that step, she was scared and panicked and walked around the dilapidated streets, and saw a little beggar of about the same size, fearing that there would be no way to do business, she cruelly carried the little beggar back to the village.

Those years were too turbulent, and there are still many things that cannot be explained clearly.

With the passage of time, the truth of the matter was buried in the long river of time, and no one mentioned it anymore, and Mrs. Ye no longer remembered it, and even forgot that she did such a heartless thing when she was young .

Now that Ye Jian suddenly turned it over, how could the old lady Ye not be shocked, and what shocked her even more was that Ye Jian remembered everything she had said clearly!

Ye Jian's eyesight was extremely sharp, and it made people feel invisible. No matter how pitiful Mrs. Ye was pretending just now, she didn't attract any pity.

"You dislike my parents and me in every possible way. Before, I didn't quite understand why you doted on Ye Zhixiang so much. Now I understand that my father is not your son at all!"

"It's not your son. Of course it won't hurt to be mean. My dad is injured and needs to rest, but you scold him today and stab him tomorrow. An honest man sits in the room alone until the sky is slightly bright, carrying a few Clothes coughing and leaving the house to earn money."

"The money I earned didn't go to my mother, and you withheld it all. Mrs. Ye, you are selling my father's life for money. Tell me, why should I recognize you!"

"Why should I recognize you!"

The last two sentences "Why should I recognize you" were full of hostility and determination, which made Ye Zhixiang scream again, and also shocked the old lady Ye, kicking her feet back two steps regardless of her appearance.

Ye Jian, who had killed people on the battlefield, not only had hostility, but also a blood-thirsty coldness between her brows. Sometimes she was not very good at restraining her emotions, and Teacher Tong would be shocked when she saw it.

This time, looking at Mrs. Ye's disgusting face, which is obviously vicious, but pretending to be kind, and then recalling the past that I can't forget in two lifetimes, the hostility in my heart, the blood in my eyes, and the murderous tone in my tone seemed to rise. The sea water rushed towards her face with such momentum that the elderly Mrs. Ye was so shocked that layers of cold sweat broke out on her back.

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