Chapter 1786 What happened back then

Mrs. Zhang's attitude is obviously to explain.

Zhang Shangshu cried out and said, "What else can I say? Seventeen years! You have hidden me for seventeen years!"

His eyes were red, as if he wanted to eat people, and as if he was about to cry the next moment.

Mrs. Zhang cried so hard that she repeatedly begged: "Listen to me - listen to me -"

At this moment, Fu Shiyi felt like he was watching a TV series.

It's still the kind of bloody and long-winded TV series.

No matter how exciting the plot is, it cannot withstand such long-lasting words.

She was almost anxious: What are you talking about! Tell me the key points! Why? I haven’t learned Chinese and have never made a summary of the key points!

Seeing that the bloody plot was about to continue, Fu Shiyi finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Shangshu Zhang, why don't we listen to it and see what Mrs. Zhang said? Maybe there is really a hidden story?"

Li Changbo had always had a close relationship with Fu Shi. At this moment, he nodded and persuaded: "Although Mrs. Zhang was anxious and guilty, she did not admit her mistake directly. It can be seen that she felt that she was understandable, so things may not be as you thought-"

This analysis successfully convinced Zhang Shangshu.

Shangshu Zhang no longer roared, "What else can I say?", but snorted coldly and said nothing.

But his expression has already made everything clear: I just see what else you have to say!

Mrs. Zhang's expression was delighted for a moment, then she reached out to wipe away the tears from her face, and said quickly with a choking and choked: "Actually, Yingying is not our daughter."

Fu Shiyi:??? Do you want to lie to me? You said before that you had a baby! And didn’t Zhang Yingying speak in the ground of Zhang Shangshu’s eyelid? This reason is awkward!

Of course, Zhang Shangshu thought so too. He became furious on the spot: "It's not our daughter? I don't think it's my daughter! You dare to say that the child you gave birth to was not you?"

But others who are powerless obviously don't believe it.

Li Changbo thoughtful.

Mrs. Zhang wanted to say that Zhang Shangshu began to interrupt them again and again.

Fu Shiyi is powerless to complain: It turns out that art comes from life!

Li Changbo raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and persuaded him again: "Shangshu Zhang should listen to Mrs. Zhang's words. Isn't it clear that everything is clear?"

Zhang Shangshu looked down with cold eyes: "Then tell me. I want to see how you turn black and white!"

Mrs. Zhang sniffled and cried: "Our child has long been dead!"

As soon as these words were said, they were shocking.

Not to mention that Zhang Shangshu was shocked, even Fu Shiyi and the others almost fell off their chin.

If Zhang Yingying had really died long ago, where did Zhang Yingying come from?

All eyes were looking at Mrs. Zhang, waiting for her to solve her doubts.

Mrs. Zhang lowered her head and wiped her tears: "Our daughter is only breathless when she was born. You know. Finally, it started to snow. It was so cold that it was-"

Shangshu Zhang obviously still remembered the scene, and his expression eased and became a little complicated.

"Our daughter disappeared that day. Even if I kept her in my arms, it would be useless. She still lost her breath and gradually became cold."

"At that time, you went to mediate with the local gentry. I didn't know what to do, so I carried her out and wanted to find you, and wanted you to find a way to save our daughter. But..." Mrs. Zhang smiled bitterly, her expression was really bitter.

It was so bitter that I ate two pounds of coptis chinensis.

Everyone's mood was also heavy.

Shangshu Zhang was completely stunned. He looked at Mrs. Zhang in disbelief. His lips trembled for a while before he could force a mosquito out of his mouth, "What about her-"

Mrs. Zhang wiped her tears: "I picked it up on the side of the road. I held the child and actually didn't know where to find you, so I ran around like a headless fly. When I was passing by the bridge, I heard a very faint crying sound of the baby."

Her tears became even more anxious: "I thought our daughter had recovered, but when she looked down, she saw that her face turned blue. It was cold and cold, without any breath."

"I knew it was not her voice. When I ran under the bridge, I found Yingying. She was so thin and pitiful, just like our daughter."

"The key is that she looks very similar to our daughter."

"At that moment, it was like someone was talking in my mind. The man said, look, your daughter is back."

"I used to be a tragic man to wrap Yingying up, wrapped her in my arms, then lifted up my clothes, sat under the bridge, and fed her."

"I think she is so weak that she may not even know about breastfeeding. If that's the case, I'll let her go."

Tears fell from Mrs. Zhang's face, big drops.

That emotion also spreads to everyone present.

Fu Shiyi even felt that he had empathized with the feeling of being in desperate situation, and suddenly saw a trace of light.

If it were any mother, maybe she would have thought so at that time.

Mrs. Zhang stretched out her hand and hugged her faintly, as if she was holding the baby back then. With tears on her face, she showed a hint of smile: "But she seemed to smell the scent of milk, no longer cry, no longer make trouble, and tried her best to feed her breasts. Her belly was bulging and she refused to stop!"

"She looks exactly like our daughter. She sweats until her nose tips!"

"I thought at that time that she could eat so much, she would definitely support her." Mrs. Zhang cried out in a "whimper": "I held our daughter with one hand and her with the other. In the end, I changed the two of them to cradle."

"I think, when we encounter so many things, you are already very guilty about our mother and daughter. These days, your hair has turned a few white. If you know that your daughter is gone, you will be very sad-"

Mrs. Zhang covered her face and cried bitterly.

No one expected that this was the case many years ago.

Zhang Shangshu looked at Mrs. Zhang blankly, as if he didn't know her anymore.

His tears gradually fell. It took him a long time to ask, "What about our daughter? Have you thrown under the bridge?"

"No." She shook her head: "I was buried under the tree in the City God Temple. Do you remember that we recovered later and I donated money to establish a golden body for the City God. I think that with the City God's care, our children... can also be reincarnated as soon as possible."

"No wonder." Zhang Shangshu murmured: "I said that when you were at home, you never worship these things, nor did you believe them. But when you arrived at the office, you suddenly became pious. And you didn't go to the temple or the Taoist temple, you only went to the City God Temple-"

What I was puzzled at the beginning, now I know the inside story.

Thinking about the fact that Mrs. Zhang was forcibly dragged to the Chenghuang Temple and passing by the tall osmanthus tree, he couldn't help but raise his sleeves and cover his face and cry.
Chapter completed!