The prefect's wife has lost her mind, and the people in the whole Linpu Town know about it.

However, when Mrs. Jane was really invited out, they realized that they had been cheated.

Although Madam Zhifu's complexion is a bit haggard, she looks quite normal no matter how you look at it.

Do you remember that crazy woman in Nancun? Her eyes are all straight. How can she be as energetic as the magistrate's wife?

But if the prefect's wife is not ill, why did those rumors spread? The prefect's wife didn't even show up for the daily alms a few days ago, but Lord Jane sent someone to preside over it.

The common people's curiosity was aroused. With the support of Lian'er, Mrs. Jian walked up to the court, and the first thing she saw was Guo Hebi.

you……

She walked in slowly, came to Guo Hebi, raised her arm slightly, moved her trembling hand closer, and finally touched Guo Hebi's face.

very cold.

But it made her suddenly think of the aura that stopped her when she hit the tree to die that day.

Tears burst out of my eyes suddenly.

Who are you……

Guo Hebi held Mrs. Jane's hand, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, evoking a smile that he hadn't shown for many years.

……mother.

You, what do you call me? Mrs. Jane's tears grew thicker.

Mother. Guo Hebi called again, holding Mrs. Jian's other hand, humming a lullaby softly.

Mrs. Jian cried and cried, but suddenly smiled, Hao'er, you are my Hao'er.

Guo Hebi reached out and hugged her, Mother, Haoer wants to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made.

Mother makes it every day, Hao'er can eat it anytime.

Mrs. Jane's eyes were red from crying. She thought it was God punishing her, that's why the son she got back became like that, unworthy of a human being at all, but she didn't expect that it turned out that it was not her own Hao'er at all.

They are connected by blood, and the moment Mrs. Jian saw Guo and Bi, she felt a sense of intimacy in her heart.

The feeling of subconsciously wanting to love and pamper him has never been experienced when facing the bully.

The scene of mother and son recognizing each other moved everyone.

However, in the next second, Mrs. Jian turned around directly, walked up to Jian Zhenghao, and slapped him fiercely.

Snapped!

For so many years, I have been blaming myself. I deeply feel that there is something wrong with my education that made you become such a beast. I even pray to God every day, and I would rather be a slave or an animal in the next life to forgive you. Sin, but it turns out that you are not my son at all! You even killed my Haoer once!

Snapped!

Another slap.

My son has a kind heart. Fortunately, he came back to me safely today. Otherwise, I would definitely kill you alive. Even if you die because of this and go to hell, I will never let you go!

Being a mother is strong. After Mrs. Jian heard that her own son had been treated like that, her anger rose.

However, Mrs. Jane rushed over suddenly and stopped Mrs. Jane's raised hand again.

Ma'am, how can you question Hao'er after listening to a one-sided statement from an outsider, he is our son, how can you not trust him?

Mrs. Jane snorted coldly, brushed his hand away, took a step back, and opened the distance between her and him.

My son, I can recognize him, this is my Hao'er.

Mrs. Jian held Guo Hebi's hand, and when she looked at Mrs. Jian again, her eyes flickered slightly, and tears dripped down again.

Hao'er remembers the lullaby I sang to him, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I made for him, master, do you still remember that I lamented to you more than once late at night that my son's taste changed after he came back, and he never ate my homemade Osmanthus cake, now, I finally understand, because that is not our Haoer at all!

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