Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

"Oh, so you are Wanqing's father."

Tian Shuang had heard something about Yan Wanqing, and now seeing the similar facial features of the two, he was sure that the person in front of him was Yan Wanqing's biological father.

I also understood the reason why she transferred to the city to go to school.

"Well, I am Wanqing's father. Thank you for helping me educate my daughter."

"You are too kind. It is my honor to have such an excellent student as Wanqing."

Yan Jing raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

Seeing Yan Jing's dazed look, Tian Shuang knew that he knew nothing about Yan Wanqing's past, and she praised Yan Wanqing without hesitation.

"Of course, Wanqing is well-behaved, obedient and sensible, and her academic performance is very good. From the teachers of all subjects to the principal, she likes Wanqing very much. Moreover, Wanqing won the first place in the district in the last final exam. Earn enough face."

Yan Wanqing still had many advantages, if Yan Jing's table hadn't started to serve food, she would still be able to continue talking.

The mood of every parent is the same. When the child is praised, the whole person seems to float into the air.

He didn't see the shameless Xie Xuehui, and looked at Yan Wanqing with relief, "Wanqing, you are great."

It is not easy for Yan Wanqing to have such outstanding grades without her biological parents to discipline her and guide her in the direction.

It is also enough to see that her self-management ability is excellent.

Yan Wanqing didn't get carried away by Yan Jing's compliment, "Thank you for your compliment."

Yan Jing's failure to settle accounts later does not mean that Yan Zhengqing will let Xie Xuehui go.

"Xuehui, didn't you just say that our Wanqing's academic performance is average?"

"Before I transferred to another school, Wanqing's academic performance was really average."

Tian Shuang had already left, and no one confronted her when she said these words.

Yan Zhengqing snorted coldly, too lazy to waste words with Xie Xuehui.

He finally understood why grandma and elder brother didn't like Xie Xuehui anymore, she was indeed unlikable.

……

With the example of Xie Xuehui, Yan Jing was a lot more cautious when he went to collect the ashes this time.

Yan Jing informed Li Shuanglong in advance, and when they arrived at the crematorium the next day, Li Shuanglong and his wife also arrived.

Yan Wanqing could clearly see that Li Shuanglong and his wife were much older.

Also, both sons and daughters ran away from home, and there was no news at all.

No matter how unqualified their parents are, they will be sad and worried.

Now my sister and brother-in-law passed away in a car accident, like the last straw that overwhelmed the two of them, their faces and eyes were full of vicissitudes.

When they saw Xie Xuehui, the two of them seemed to see hope, and there was a light of hope in their eyes.

They stepped forward quickly and hugged Xie Xuehui excitedly.

"Huihui, why are you back?"

Xie Xuehui subconsciously looked at Yan Jing and Yan Zhengqing.

The two looked at them thoughtfully.

Xie Xuehui immediately began to wipe away tears, sobbing heartbrokenly, "My parents passed away, of course I want to come back."

"Two people are fine, why did they die in a car accident?"

Li Shuanglong couldn't figure it out, he always felt that this matter was strange, but the ashes of Xie Jianguo and Li Cuihong were clearly placed in front of him, and he was not allowed to believe it.

"Hello."

Yan Jing's voice interrupted the two people hugging each other.

Li Shuanglong wiped away tears, looked suspiciously at the man in front of him, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm Yan Jing."

Yan Jing?

Li Shuanglong narrowed his eyes slightly, he saw Yan Wanqing behind Yan Jing just now, he was still wondering why Yan Wanqing appeared here.

Now knowing Yan Jing's identity, everything is clear.

He was the one who advised Li Cuihong on the civet cat exchange for the prince back then, of course he knew the relationship between Xie Xuehui, Yan Wanqing and Yan Jing.

He asked calmly, "Your surname is also Yan, and you belong to Wanqing..."

"I am Wanqing's biological father. As for the specifics, let's get the ashes first."

This matter is more complicated to talk about, and Yan Jing doesn't know whether Li Shuanglong and his wife really don't know, or they pretend to be confused.

But the entrance of the crematorium is obviously not a good place for conversation.

When Li Shuanglong and his wife went to collect the ashes, Yan Jing found the staff.

"I want to ask, do you have any photos of the deceased when he died?"

"Yes, but they were so badly hit by the car that they could hardly see their faces."

Moreover, the height and body shape of the deceased cannot be seen objectively from the photos.

But Li Shuanglong bit him to death, "The people in this photo are Jianguo and Cuihong. I remember they had such clothes."

Li Shuanglong said so, and Yan Jing didn't doubt it.

After all, this matter has nothing to do with him directly.

Yan Wanqing saw the photo. Although the two people in the photo were almost completely changed, she could still see that they were not Xie Jianguo and Li Cuihong.

She heard from her godfather that Li Cuihong's legs are already disabled, but the woman's legs in the photo don't look like they have any problems.

What's more, the photos are in black and white, and the clothes they wear are styles that the general public likes.

Just a suit of clothes can't explain anything.

"Father, I won't go back with you, I still have something to do."

Xie Xuehui frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "They are your own uncle and aunt, and you leave them behind to do other things, do you still have the heart?"

Her questioning voice attracted many people pointing and pointing, as if Yan Wanqing was a girl with no conscience.

Yan Wanqing remained expressionless and did not accept Xie Xuehui's moral kidnapping.

"If you want me to treat them as relatives, you have to see if they treat me as relatives first."

In Kaoshan Village, everyone knew that Li Cuihong treated Yan Wanqing harshly. Even if she didn't go back, they wouldn't say anything about her.

"Death is a big deal, no matter what wrong things they have done before, can't you forgive them?"

"No."

Death is the most important thing, but Xie Jianguo and Li Cuihong live well, why should she forgive them?

Yan Wanqing left without looking back.

Yan Zhengqing didn't want to go back to Kaoshan Village either, so he said to Yan Jing, "Second Uncle, I don't worry about Wanqing being alone, I'll go after him, and call me when you're done."

After speaking, he ran away without a trace.

Yan Jing looked helplessly at the backs of the two of them.

……

Yan Wanqing went to the station to buy a bus ticket back to the town.

Counting the days, it has been more than half a year since she left here. In the past six months, I don't know if Master is doing well.

Yan Wanqing stared out of the window in a daze, suddenly it was dark around her, and when she turned her head, she saw Yan Zhengqing's smiling and handsome face.

"Wanqing, where are you going, I will accompany you."

Yan Wanqing asked: "Why don't you go to the mountain village with them?"