The longing gaze of her son softened Zhan Yuying’s heart. Forgive him? The thought had just surfaced when a sharp pang hit her—No! When she was curled up in the car, helplessly waiting for death with her son in her arms, where was he? Her son’s happiness and anger, her own hardships and trials, all had nothing to do with him. To forgive him just like that, it was unacceptable! Unwilling!
Her expression hardened again: "Pingping, Mom is willing to see you acknowledge your ancestors and return to the Ye Family, but it has nothing to do with him!"
"Mom, I’m almost nineteen years old, and if calculated closely, I’ve spent about two years with you, haven’t I? I know you are busy, so I’ve never complained, but do you know the longing in my heart?
Cousins from happy and complete families, I envy them to madness, even envying being scolded by their parents.
When I was young, I often fantasized that one day you would bring Dad ho and tell , ’Son, we too are a family of three.’
Often waking up joyful only to fall asleep deeply disappointed, Grandpa’s teachings included ’forgiveness’ and ’regret’, I think, he must have taught you the sa, right?
These two words are crucial when it cos to relatives, Mom, you should understand better than I do, you should be clearer, if you don’t forgive Dad, what aning does my acknowledging my ancestors have?
This would only make everyone feel guilty towards you, or possibly, is your goal for everyone to condemn Dad and feel sorry for you? But in my mory, Mom, that’s not who you are!"
After a long series of words, Zhan Yuying’s tough shell was completely shattered, she collapsed in the chair, sobbing uncontrollably, Seventh Uncle Ye held his head, his shoulders trembling violently, at this mont, his heart was filled only with deep gratitude towards his wife, for having such a understanding son... he was truly blessed!
Ye Xuan hugged the intensely agitated Zhan Ping, patted him strongly; if before he accepted Zhan Ping because of Seventh Uncle, now, he genuinely liked this cousin!
Luo Ye moved behind Zhan Yuying, hugging her: "Master mother, I am turning eighteen after the New Year, and according to customary traditions, I should visit the man’s family only after both parents have made their stance clear.
But if that were the case, my visit to the Ye Family might have been during the New Year, or maybe two or three years later? Possibly even longer.
It’s not that I can’t wait, it’s that I don’t want to have regrets later. Master mother, I can bear others saying I’m shaless for making such a decision, only because I don’t want to regret it."
"Ye’er, you child..." Zhan Yuying dabbed her tears, grabbing Luo Ye’s hand: "You’re as understanding as your mother, it’s not that I don’t want to forgive your master father, but he hurt too deeply.
Back then, he disappeared with just a letter, and at that ti, I discovered I was pregnant. That should have been a joy to share with my husband, but I had to keep it hidden.
On one hand, I was angry with him; on the other, I feared people’s gossip. The day I talked about the past with your mother, I didn’t ntion that when Pingping was seven months old, I didn’t consult my family and took a bus back to Beijing.
On the way, there was an accident, the bus tumbled off a bridge, during the rollover, I arched desperately to protect Pingping. When the bus hit the ground, I clearly heard the sound of my own bones breaking!
The couple sitting in front of , the father after the accident desperately helped his wife and child, his chest was smashed, but he still dragged his wife and child out of the compartnt before falling down.
And , I scread until my throat was hoarse, but no one helped , I just lay there bent over in the bus, blood slowly draining from my body, I even slled the scent of death.
Eventually, we were saved by the local farrs. It was then that I made up my mind to enter politics, not to change much, but to try my best to change so things.
I tell you this, not to dredge up the past, but to make it clear to Ye JiaPing, what role he played in the pain encountered by and our son? Where was he when we faced life and death? Just thinking of these, I can’t be calm!"
Zhan Ping quickly grabbed his mother’s hand, anxiously asking: "Mom, why haven’t I heard about this? Where were you hurt? Are there any lingering effects?"
Zhan Yuying comfortingly patted back her son’s hand: "It’s okay, just broke so unimportant bones like ribs, toes, and such, it’s also thanks to the training Grandpa gave , the thods to protect vital parts in an ergency, otherwise, I might not have been able to watch you grow up."
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