Mr. Jiang was both angry and worried.
"When Eldest gets back, we need to ask if she knows about this. If she doesn’t, then she ought to break up with Wei Jiaming. Our family is decent and upright; we wouldn’t look for this kind of in-laws. Not to ntion anything else, just the fact that Wei Jiaming’s father has a mistress, that alone is unacceptable. What if this boy ends up like his father?"
Mrs. Jiang thought the sa.
"And his sister, his mother, all of that is just... How can it be so distressing?"
When Mrs. Jiang heard Mr. Jiang bringing up the Wei Family’s affairs, if Wei Jiaming were unrelated to them, if he were soone else’s child, she would certainly feel sympathetic towards him.
But when it cos to their future son-in-law, that’s a different matter.
A child is pitiable, and looking at him now, he does seem like a good kid.
But with a family like that, it won’t do.
No matter how sympathetic they felt toward Wei Jiaming, they had to prioritize their own daughter, and Mrs. Jiang couldn’t bear the thought of An Nan facing such a distressing family in the future.
Such chaos! The father finds a mistress and now blatantly lives with her rather than returning ho, the mother is so miserly, valuing money above all else, and a silly sister to boot. If An Nan marries into that family, she’ll be exhausted and suffer so much in the future.
Mrs. Jiang endured Grandma Jiang’s indifference for a lifeti; she absolutely did not want her daughter to suffer the sa from her in-laws.
The couple waited a long ti before Jiang Anan finally ca back.
Her eyes were still red when she arrived.
"Mom, what’s the matter? Why the urgency to call back?"
Jiang Anan asked as soon as she entered.
Mrs. Jiang had her sit down: "Do you know about Wei Jiaming’s situation?"
"What situation?"
Jiang Anan frowned.
Mr. Jiang said, "It’s about his father’s affairs, his mother’s behavior, and also his sister’s situation. His father has a mistress, his mother won’t even spare enough food for her children, and his sister is a fool."
Jiang Anan didn’t like hearing this: "Dad, don’t say that; Sister Jiahui is just a bit slow, almost like Dazhu. She’s not a fool."
Mrs. Jiang huffed back, "Fine, she’s not a fool, okay? But with her condition, do you think she can ever get married? Or do you plan to support her for the rest of her life?"
Mr. Jiang also said, "What’s the deal with his father having a mistress? And his mother? Do you understand what kind of life you’d be getting into?"
Tears began to fall drop by drop from Jiang Anan’s even redder eyes.
"Dad, I know all about it. He’s told everything, and to be honest, it’s really not their fault; it’s all because of his mother..."
While crying, Jiang Anan told her father all about the Wei Family’s situation.
Wei Jiaming’s mother was indeed miserly to an extre, valuing money more than anything else.
But Mr. Wei himself was really a good man, kind-hearted and straightforward. The family used to butcher pigs for a living, and in fact, they weren’t short on money at all. However, Mrs. Wei could stretch a penny into two, and in a family that butchers pigs, how could they lack at? They didn’t, yet Mrs. Wei was still too stingy to let her children eat well.
Mr. Wei, exhausted from butchering pigs, should have been well taken care of by soone else, to nourish his body, but Mrs. Wei refused, always scrimping on als to save a bit of money.
Because of this, Mr. Wei fell ill, and afterward, the relationship between the couple worsened even further.
When Wei Jiaming was around seven or eight, Mr. Wei and Mrs. Wei had a fight, and he left ho for a few days.
He thought that even if Mrs. Wei didn’t care about him, children were still her own flesh and blood; a mother would never mistreat her own child.
But the result? He had been gone for a few days and disaster struck at ho.
Wei Jiaming was young at the ti and didn’t quite understand things yet. Mrs. Wei was too reluctant to let him eat too much. Children grow fast and get hungry quickly, and that day, when he saw a classmate eating a bun, he ca ho demanding at buns.
Mrs. Wei wouldn’t make at buns for Wei Jiaming.
Not only did she refuse to make them, she beat Wei Jiaming, scolding him for wanting at buns late at night, saying they’d be hard to digest and cause a stomachache.
In truth, she just couldn’t bear to part with the little at they had.
Wei Jiaming cried, and the more he cried, the hungrier he got. The hungrier he got, the more he wanted to eat, but there was nothing to eat at ho.
Wei Jiahui, a few years older than Wei Jiaming, felt sorry for her younger brother. Seeing how upset Wei Jiaming was, she felt sad as well. She begged Mrs. Wei to make a few at buns, even saying she wouldn’t eat any herself and would give them all to her brother, but Mrs. Wei still disagreed.
Wei Jiahui tried to console Wei Jiaming, telling him not to cry. But Wei Jiaming wasn’t listening; a starving child listens to no one.
Wei Jiahui had no other choice and ran out into the night.
Grandpa Wei and Grandma Wei were still alive at that ti, but they lived sowhat far from Wei Jiaming.
Wei Jiahui thought of going to Grandma for help, asking her to make so buns.
In the dead of night, she walked, a young girl wading unevenly towards her grandma’s house. The road was dark and rough, and as she walked on the culvert, she accidentally fell down.
Mrs. Wei truly neglected her children. Even when Wei Jiahui had been out for such a long ti, she didn’t look for her.
Eventually, it was young Wei Jiaming, unable to find his sister, who beca so scared that he dared not cry.
He was too afraid to ask his mother to look for his sister, so he ran to a neighbor’s house, knocking on their door, asking the uncle next door to help find Wei Jiahui.
By that ti, it was really late. When everyone found Wei Jiahui, she was covered in blood from her fall.
Grandpa Wei rushed over, and when they called ergency services and sent her to the hospital, her life was saved, but when she woke up, she had beco intellectually disabled.
Wei Jiahui used to be a smart, pretty, and sensible child, with excellent academic performance, always ranking first in her grade, but with that one fall, she changed forever.
After Mr. Wei rushed back, he insisted on divorcing Mrs. Wei.
Mrs. Wei disagreed at all costs, resorting to drinking poison and attempting to hang herself.
Mr. Wei had no choice but to leave the children with the grandparents. He stopped slaughtering pigs and went to find work outside, hoping to earn enough to buy another house in the city, and live with the children.
It was around this ti that Mr. Wei t Shen Feng and her daughter. Shen Feng had encountered a scumbag; during college, she got pregnant, was then forced to drop out, and the man ran off after she gave birth.
She couldn’t bear to abandon the child, so she raised it by herself.
She was really struggling. When her child, Shen Song, was about five or six years old, she could hardly keep going. Mr. Wei ca across her and lent a hand. Both of them had heartaches and difficulties. Gradually, they developed feelings for each other.
After Mr. Wei returned, he brought up divorce with Mrs. Wei again, but she flatly refused to agree.
So Mr. Wei showed his hand, saying he had found soone else outside. If Mrs. Wei agreed to divorce, he would give her all the money and leave with the children, essentially walking away with nothing. If Mrs. Wei refused to divorce, he would live elsewhere and wouldn’t return ho much, but he wouldn’t let her starve, agreeing to provide her with living expenses every month.
But even so, Mrs. Wei wouldn’t divorce.
Mr. Wei was truly heartbroken. When Grandpa Wei fell ill, Mr. Wei didn’t dare leave the children with Mrs. Wei, so he simply took Wei Jiaming and Wei Jiahui to live with Shen Feng.
After Grandpa Wei and Grandma Wei passed away, the family’s property was redeveloped, factories were built, and the Wei family’s business grew and grew. With wealth accumulating and owning several properties in N city, Mr. Wei now had money. He bought a house for Shen Feng, and he lived with the children regularly at her place.
Years later, Mrs. Wei discovered Shen Feng’s address, influenced by gossip from others, and ca to make a scene.
By that ti, Wei Jiaming had grown up and was able to take care of Wei Jiahui. Distressed by the constant disturbances, for so peace, he moved back ho with Wei Jiahui to live with Mrs. Wei.
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