Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

"My parents left the village when I was very young and came to Haishi to work, leaving me and my grandma to depend on each other. Just before the Spring Festival not long ago, they returned to the village and took me to Haishi."

"But compared to me, Wanqing is unfortunate. Her father is an educated youth sent to the countryside, and her mother is a native of the backing village. The two fell in love and got married."

"The good times didn't last long. Her father was admitted to university and left the backing village and her mother. Her mother passed away in childbirth when she was born. She was dependent on her grandmother since she was a child, and it depends on her uncle and aunt's face."

"Even when her grandmother passed away and her father was notified to pick her up, her uncle and aunt even played a civet cat in exchange for the crown prince, allowing her daughter to take away Wanqing's identity."

Gao Xincheng sighed, and then asked again: "Where is Chen Fangting, aren't they her relatives?"

"Brother Chen's surname is Chen, and his wife's surname is Miao. How could they be her relatives?" Jiang Mo explained: "Wanqing cured his daughter's epilepsy, and he recognized Wanqing as his goddaughter out of gratitude."

Gao Xincheng did not expect Yan Wanqing to have such a difficult past.

No wonder Wanqing always gave him a sense of maturity beyond his age.

Children who grow up in this environment learn to be independent early.

"I like Wanqing, and I love her very much, so I will do my best to protect her, love her, and let her be surrounded by love for the rest of her life."

Gao Xincheng said: "I used to speculate about your relationship and acquaintance process, but I didn't know there was such a thing. Xiao Mo, Uncle Gao is narrow-minded."

It's not that he hasn't thought about the relationship between the two of them, but every time he thinks things are going to be bad.

Jiang Mo put the matter on the bright side today, and Gao Xincheng understands and is considerate.

Wanqing is a little girl who lacks love. If Jiang Mo can love her, take care of her, and give her a lot of love and warmth, it will be good for her to be happy for the rest of her life.

"I didn't mean anything else when I told Uncle Gao today. I just wanted to tell Uncle Gao that Wanqing is a very, very good girl. Don't look at her with colored glasses."

"Don't worry, I won't."

Don't say that Yan Wanqing is a decent little girl, even if she did something to save Xiaoyan from her and give him a new life, he would not look at her with colored glasses.

Jiang Mo had other things to do, so he got up and left without staying.

What he didn't say was that he told Gao Xincheng that Yan Wanqing's experience was selfish.

Apart from hoping that their husband and wife could be more tolerant towards Wanqing, there is another selfishness.

Gao Xincheng sat alone in the yard for a long time.

Mrs. Gao took Xiaoyan outside to play.

"Old Gao, have you cooked?"

Gao Xincheng sat blankly, indifferent.

Mrs. Gao frowned, stretched out her hand and shook his eyes twice, "What are you thinking in a daze?"

"I didn't think of anything."

"I didn't think about anything, would you not even cook?"

Mrs. Gao lifted the lid of the pot, looked at the empty rice pot, and raised her eyebrows at Gao Xincheng.

"I do it now."

Gao Xincheng gave Mrs. Gao the feeling that she was absent-minded and careless. She didn't believe that Gao Xincheng had nothing to do.

When Mrs. Gao caught Gao Xincheng, she must ask why, "What happened?"

Gao Xincheng sighed helplessly, and told Mrs. Gao exactly what Jiang Mo had told him.

Mrs. Gao frowned, "You mean, Wanqing's identity was taken away by her uncle's daughter?"

"That's what it means."

"Did Jiang Mo say which village Wanqing's father went to go to the countryside?"

Gao Xincheng thought for a while, then suddenly remembered, "Jiang Mo said that Wanqing's mother was born and raised in Guashan Village, so her father must have gone to Guashan Village to go to the countryside."

"Guoshan Village?" Mrs. Gao chewed the name carefully, and asked with a frown, "Do you think the name of this village is very familiar, as if you've heard it somewhere?"

"Yan Jing went to the mountain village to go to the countryside back then."

"Did his first wife come from a mountain village, and then died of dystocia?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Gao Xincheng didn't react yet.

Mrs. Gao had a bold guess in her heart.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, "Yan Jing's daughter, Yan Xuehui, was brought back from Kaoshan Village not long ago, and Wanqing is also surnamed Yan, don't you think there is something strange about it?"

Mrs. Gao didn't say anything, Gao Xincheng didn't notice it yet.

As soon as she said it, Gao Xincheng really felt something was wrong.

"Shall we tell Yan Jing?"

"No, no one should say anything about this matter without accurate evidence."

In Yan Jing's heart, Yan Xuehui was his daughter, and if they rashly talked about this matter without evidence, Yan Jing would definitely be unhappy.

During dinner, Mrs. Gao was still saying: "The first time I saw Yan Wanqing, I thought she looked familiar. Now that I think about it, she is very similar to Mrs. Yan when she was young. What do you think?"

Gao Xincheng nodded, "The eyebrows and eyes do have the charm of the old lady when she was young."

Mrs. Gao put down her chopsticks, her face was heavy, "Xincheng, Yan Jing is your brother, and Wanqing is Xiaoyan's savior. If there is something hidden in this, we must help Yan Wanqing."

"Do not worry!"

Compared with Yan Xuehui, Gao Xincheng hopes that Yan Wanqing is Yan Jing's daughter.

Yan Xuehui, it's hard to describe in one word!
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Gao Xincheng called Yan Jing.

"Yan Jing, I don't have my aunt's phone number. Please tell my aunt for me. I want to take my wife and son to visit her tomorrow."

Because of Yan Xuehui, Yan Jing was exhausted physically and mentally.

"Xincheng, you also know about Huihui, I really can't leave here, so I won't go to the old house to accompany you that day."

Gao Xincheng knew everyone in Yan's family very well, and whether Yan Jing was there or not didn't make much sense.

And it's best if Yan Xuehui isn't here.

Mrs. Yan was very happy when she learned that Gao Xincheng and his wife had come.

She called one by one to inform the juniors that as long as they were in Haishi at night and they were not busy, they would go home for dinner.

So in the evening, except for the Yan family, basically everyone came back.

Yan Jing's eldest brother, Yan Jun, is not in the same age group as Gao Xincheng, but when he was young, he took Gao Xincheng and Yan Jing to play together like a big brother.

He took his wife home for dinner, and Yan Changting and Yan Zhengqing were also there.

"Aunt Yan, I'm sorry, we've been in Haishi for so long, this is our first official visit."

Old Mrs. Yan knew about Xiaoyan, she waved her hand indifferently, "There is no need to be so polite between us mothers, I heard that your son is recovering very well."

Gao Xincheng touched his son's little head, "Xiaoyan, call me grandma."

"grandmother."

Xiaoyan is very obedient, especially the little milk voice that the old lady likes.

"Oh, this kid is so cute."

Mrs. Yan hugged Xiaoyan on her lap, and peeled an orange for him, "I heard that your husband and wife opened a stewed meat shop. Now that Xiaoyan has recovered, your life will get better and better."