Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

Tonight is New Year's Eve. The Spring Festival Gala is playing on TV in the house, and outside the window are lights from thousands of homes.

After midnight, the crackling sound of firecrackers never stopped.

Zhao Hang carried Wan An Ning to the bathroom to take a shower, changed the bed sheets, and then looked at Wan An Ning's sleeping face with a satisfied look. After a long time, he quietly put his arm under Wan An Ning's neck and let her rest her head on his arm...

The next morning, when Wan An Ning woke up, it was already bright.

She put on her clothes, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the bustling street outside.

Occasional sounds of firecrackers could be heard.

"I forgot that today is the first day of the Chinese New Year..."

she murmured.

This is also her first Spring Festival without her family.

"I don't know what's going on at home. Will Mom and Anjing get used to my absence?"

Zhao Hang pushed the door open gently. He thought Wan An Ning was still sleeping and was afraid of waking her up, so he did everything very carefully.

When he saw that the bed was empty, he suddenly panicked. But when he saw Wan An Ning sitting in front of the window, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why don't you go out to eat after waking up?"

Zhao Hang hugged Wan An Ning from behind and spoke softly.

"Just woke up, no appetite."

Wan An Ning's voice was a little hoarse, thinking about how she had only made the start last night, but then the initiative was taken away from her. It had always been this guy in front of her who was controlling the rhythm. What was even worse was that she was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers, but this guy was still full of energy and looked full of vitality!

Rubbing his sore waist, Wan An Ning glared at Zhao Hang.

"You got up pretty early?"

Zhao Hang smiled and said, "It's getting late. I'm used to it."

Seeing that Wan An Ning looked unhappy, Zhao Hang hurriedly smiled and said, "You must have been exhausted last night. Let me give you a massage."

Wan An Ning closed her eyes and enjoyed Zhao Hang's massage. It was fine at the beginning, but as she really started to massage, something started to go wrong with the massage position...

"Snapped!"

Wan An Ning slapped Zhao Hang's mischievous hand away: "Just give me a massage, don't touch me!"

Zhao Hang felt wronged: "I didn't! I was just giving a normal massage, my wife, please don't think the wrong way..."

Wan An Ning: “…”

Oh! Maybe I was just misleading?

Wan An Ning had a simple breakfast in the room, and it was not until lunch time that he saw Mr. Zhao again.

The old man looked at Zhao Hang and saw that he was smiling brightly, then he looked at Wan An Ning, who was also smiling.

He immediately felt much more relieved, and took one hand each, and put the two hands together.

"Good kids, you have to be good!"

"Don't worry, Grandpa. We will be fine and won't let you down!"

"I heard there's a temple fair at Chenghuang Temple today. You two can go out for a walk if you have nothing to do. You've been busy for a year. You should go out for a walk, have some fun, and relax."

Wan An Ning originally planned to go back to her room and continue to stay in bed after lunch, but after hearing what the old man said, she felt embarrassed to go back to her room directly, so she looked at Zhao Hang.

Zhao Hang happened to look at her, and their eyes met in the air. Zhao Hang asked directly, "Do you want to go to the temple fair?"

"I haven't had the chance to visit the temple fair before, but it's okay to go and have a look."

Zhao Hang nodded: "Okay, we'll go over there after dinner. We can see if there are any interesting things. It's just in time for us to go back to our parents' home tomorrow, so we can bring some back for Ankang to play with."

The City God Temple in City Z was first built during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty. It was originally named City God Lingyouhou Temple and covers an area of ​​about 6500 square meters.

The City God Temple faces south and consists of a main gate, a courtyard, a theater, a main hall, a rear palace, and east and west corridors.

When Wan An Ning and Zhao Hang arrived, a play was being sung in the theater. The theater was full of people, but it was very quiet. Although it was a well-known play, the fans still listened attentively. Many people tapped their fingers to the beat, swayed their heads and sang silently...

Wan An Ning was not very interested in listening to opera, but was very interested in the various snacks on the temple fair snack street. After eating a few of them, he suddenly regretted having dinner at the hotel before coming here.

"If I had known there were so many delicious foods here, I would not have eaten in the hotel!"

Zhao Hang, holding the snacks that Wan An Ning bought but couldn't finish, followed Wan An Ning closely.

Finally, we walked out of the snack street and entered a shopping street.

There are all kinds of small items on both sides of the street...

When he returned to the hotel in the evening, Zhao Hang was covered with things that Wan An Ning bought.

After returning to the hotel, Wan An Ning washed up and went straight to bed to sleep.

Zhao Hang looked at the things all over the floor and could only helplessly sort them out silently, sorting out the things he would take back home tomorrow and the things Wan An Ning wanted to leave behind.

After finishing all this, Zhao Hang went to wash up and rest.

Liuzhai Village.

After Feng Xiangmei coaxed Feng Ankang to sleep, she went to check the things she needed to prepare for tomorrow. Just as she was about to go to sleep, she heard the voice of Old Lady Feng outside the door.

"Xiangmei, are you asleep?"

Feng Xiangmei walked over, opened the door, and let Old Mrs. Feng in.

"It's so late, what's the matter with you, mother?"

"I have something to tell you..."

Old Mrs. Feng came into the room, sat directly at the head of the bed, and reached out to touch Feng Ankang.

Perhaps he was feeling uncomfortable, Feng Ankang frowned, groaned twice, and was patted to sleep by Feng Xiangmei again.

"Mom, your hands are cold, don't touch Ankang."

Old Mrs. Feng was about to get angry, but when she thought about the purpose of her visit, she immediately held back.

"I didn't mean it either."

"Well, what does mother want to talk to me about?"

Old Mrs. Feng stammered, "Nothing serious, I just wanted to talk to you."

Feng Xiangmei was puzzled: "Why didn't you talk to me during the day? It's late now. If you have nothing to do, go back to sleep."

"Wait a minute, Xiangmei, I actually have something to ask you..."

Feng Xiangmei frowned: "Mom, do you want to stay? You have to talk to Dad about this. As long as Dad agrees, I have no objection."

Old Madam Feng's eyes flickered, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, "Xiangmei, do you still remember your elder sister at Zhujia'an?"

Feng Xiangmei frowned, but quickly realized that the "elder sister" that Old Lady Feng was referring to was her daughter with her ex-husband. There was a big age gap between her and Feng Xiangmei, and the two had basically had no contact.

She remained silent, somewhat confused as to what Old Lady Feng meant by mentioning her eldest sister at this time.

Seeing that Feng Xiangmei didn't say anything, Mrs. Feng thought she didn't remember it, so she continued, "That year, your eldest sister's daughter-in-law couldn't have children, so she discussed with you about taking Anping home to raise. You must remember this, right?"

Feng Xiangmei frowned even deeper. The year she gave birth to Anping, because she already had two daughters, Anning and Anjing, her mother-in-law, Old Lady Wan, instigated Wan Guofu to give Anping away.

After knowing this, Old Mrs. Feng immediately found a place for Anping to go, which was the home of Feng Xiangmei's eldest sister in Zhujia'an!

She clearly remembered that when her eldest sister's son and son went to her house to pick up the baby, she had no idea about it. After asking, she found out that it was Old Lady Feng who decided to give the child to her eldest sister as a granddaughter!

Feng Xiangmei was so angry that her eyes went dark. She held the child tightly and refused to let go. Old Mrs. Wan also persuaded her to send the child away and have another one as soon as possible!

In the end, Wan Guofu couldn't bear it and refused to give Anping away on the grounds that "sending the child there would mess up the generations"!

What hurts is that Old Lady Feng hated Feng Xiangmei because of this incident. Every time Feng Xiangmei went back to her parents' home, she would deliberately whisper some hurtful words in her ear:

"I asked you to give Anping to your eldest sister, but you didn't want to. Look at the life the child has lived with you two."

"Your elder sister wants to raise your child just to lighten your burden, but you still don't know what's good for you!"

"Look, without you, your eldest sister can still find the child. Tsk, tsk, do you know that after that girl came to your eldest sister's house, she lived a life of luxury, eating, drinking and wearing the best things every day. And look at Anping, what kind of life she lives in your house, she wears clothes picked up from her two sisters..."

Whenever Feng Xiangmei heard these words, her heart felt like it was being stabbed by needles.

Sometimes she even began to doubt whether it was a mistake to keep Anping by her side.

Later, when she gave birth to her fourth daughter, someone again proposed to take her away to raise, and Feng Xiangmei no longer stopped them...

Feng Xiangmei came back to her senses. She looked at Old Lady Feng with some confusion. She didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned "elder sister" at this time. What was her purpose?

"Mom, why are you bringing this up?"

Feng Xiangmei looked a little unhappy.

Old Madam Feng seemed not to notice her displeasure, and continued to talk to herself: "What happened in Anping before was originally because you let your elder sister down..."

When Feng Xiangmei heard Old Lady Feng bring up the matter again, she immediately became angry: "What do you mean I am sorry for her? What evil things have I done? How am I sorry for her?"

Old Mrs. Feng didn't expect Feng Xiangmei to talk to her like this. She was stunned for a moment, and then she began to cry: "Well, you think I'm old and useless, so one or two people dare to talk to me like this... Oh my God, why is my life so miserable!"

In the silent night, the crying of old lady Feng seemed particularly loud. Feng Ankang, who had finally been coaxed to sleep, was frightened awake and began to cry loudly.

Feng Xiangmei's face darkened instantly, and she picked up Feng Ankang and carefully coaxed him to sleep.

As a result, Old Mrs. Feng was still restless and kept crying. Feng Xiangmei was so angry that she carried Feng Ankang to the yard and left Old Mrs. Feng crying alone in the house.

Feng Huaizhong, who had already fallen asleep, got up from the bed when he heard the noise. When he opened the door, he saw Feng Xiangmei holding Feng Ankang in the yard, while Old Mrs. Feng was still crying in Feng Xiangmei's room.

"What's going on? Xiangmei, it's so cold outside, why did you come out with the child?"

Feng Xiangmei looked helpless: "Dad, my mother was crying in my room and scared Ankang awake. She kept crying and there was nothing I could do!"

Feng Huaizhong walked to Feng Xiangmei's door with his cane, but did not go in. He just stood at the door and shouted, "Old woman, come out. It's the middle of the night and you are still awake. What are you doing here?"

When Old Mrs. Feng heard Feng Huaizhong's voice, she thought that whether she could stay here and enjoy her life depended on the old man's opinion, so she immediately stopped talking.

She wiped her tears, brushed off the non-existent dust on her body, and walked out.

"I'm fine. Weren't you asleep? Why are you out again?"

When Old Mrs. Feng spoke, there was a hint of guilt on her face. She had waited until Feng Huaizhong fell asleep before coming to see Feng Xiangmei. She didn't expect Feng Xiangmei to be so disrespectful to her and directly called Feng Huaizhong over.

"It's okay, why are you crying in Xiangmei's room? It's dark in the middle of the night, you scared the child, don't you know?"

Feng Huaizhong had a gloomy face and looked at Old Lady Feng with displeasure.

"Come back with me now!"

Old Mrs. Feng shrank her neck and followed Feng Huaizhong back to the room in dejection.

"Xiangmei, take the child back to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Feng Xiangmei carried Feng Ankang, who had fallen asleep again, back to the house. But when she lay down on the bed, she couldn't fall asleep because she thought about what Old Lady Feng said...

What on earth does the "big sister" of Zhujia'an want me to help with?

Thinking that Wan An Ning would be coming back tomorrow, Feng Xiangmei felt a little regretful that she had not let Old Lady Feng make things clear.

She was a little worried that when An An came back tomorrow, the old lady would say some nonsense in front of An An. Not only would that make An An angry, but it would also be of no benefit to the old lady herself!

Even though Old Madam Feng didn't care much about her daughter, she was her own mother after all. Feng Xiangmei didn't want An An and her to have too much trouble, as it would be difficult to resolve and she would be the one in trouble!

After Feng Huaizhong brought Old Lady Feng back to the side room, he couldn't help but ask her why she was forcing her own daughter.

Old Mrs. Feng was very tight-lipped at the moment and refused to speak no matter what was asked.

Feng Huaizhong thought for a long time, it seemed that every time the old woman was so tight-lipped, it was because of her previous children...

Thinking of this, Feng Huaizhong couldn't help but frowned and said sternly: "Did you go to your three daughters' homes when you returned this time?"

Old Mrs. Feng didn't expect Feng Huaizhong to ask this suddenly. She was stunned for a moment, then told the truth: "Daniel, I went to live in Zhujia'an for two months..."

Feng Huaizhong raised his goatee and said, "So it's because of the Zhu family?"

Without waiting for Mrs. Feng to deny it, he said, "Tell me, what is it about this time?"

Old Madam Feng dodged his gaze, but finally, under Feng Huaizhong's gaze, she had to tell the truth about her plan: "Yes, it's Qingyang from Danier's family... Danier heard that Xiangmei has made a name for herself now, so she wanted her to help and bring Qingyang out as well!"

Feng Huaizhong glared at her and said, "You didn't even ask Xiangmei and just agreed to it?"

Old Mrs. Feng was originally feeling guilty, but when she thought about the fact that Feng Fuying, Feng Fuman and Feng Fuan were all Feng Xiangmei's brothers from the same mother, and since Feng Xiangmei could help their children, then now her own daughter was also Feng Xiangmei's biological sister, why couldn't she help her too?

Thinking of this, she immediately became righteous!