Chapter 1189 Tragic foster mother (15)

The chances were slim, but they still wanted to try, but they did find it.

Fang Lan and Xie Qingcheng glanced at each other, and the short eye contact reminded them of the past.Also reached a tacit agreement, this matter can only rot in the stomach, never let Xie Shangyun know.

What the two of them told their family back then was that the child had been stolen.

So, Fang Lan still used this excuse, and said with hatred on her face, "It's all because of those nasty traffickers who stole you in the car while your father and I were tired and asleep."

Xie Qingcheng also added a knife at the right time: "It stands to reason that I should pay your adoptive mother. After all, our family does not lack this, but thinking of those human traffickers, your mother and I are very angry. At least she raised you, and we are not good. Ask her how she adopted you. She said she picked you up, and there is no evidence, your mother and I are very upset."

"Forget it, Lao Xie, as long as the child comes back safely, it's useless to talk about other things. The child grows up safely and safely, and the past is over, don't you think?"

"Yeah, it's all over. You really don't have to worry so much about being a human being, and you can't hold on to everything. It can be counted as accumulating virtue for the child."

Xie Shangyun originally thought about going back to visit him once a year, but when he heard the two said that the traffickers stole him, he didn't want to go back to this place for a moment.

If the traffickers hadn't stolen him away, his life would only be better than it is now.

Although he knew that his adoptive mother had nothing to do with the human traffickers, but they were very isolated. Obviously, his fate didn't need to be so frustrating.

"Okay, don't think about it anymore, our family is reunited." Fang Lan patted Xie Shangyun on the shoulder, "After returning home, we will pick out your favorite things to decorate the room. We have reserved a big room for you. When the time comes, arrange it the way you want."

On Qianyan's side, Zhang Zengmei and Gong Yuanren sighed countless times, and they didn't even have much interest in the work that they couldn't stop.

The villagers outside were also very curious, but the original owner did not publicize this matter for the good of Xie Shangyun.

It was only later that I briefly mentioned to the villagers that it was Xie Shangyun's biological parents who picked him up.

Because of her low-key and non-publicity, some people later said that she was a human trafficker, and many people believed her.Because she didn't mention it much, many people felt that she was guilty of not mentioning it.

The Xie family has never thanked her, what does this mean?
Doesn't that mean she is a human trafficker?

Qianyan walked up to Zhang Zengmei and Gong Yuanren, and chose to sit next to them: "Still thinking about that kid?"

The two of them were taken aback suddenly, why did they feel that their daughter's tone was a bit strange?It was obviously very plain, but they could hear a bit of sarcasm.

Did you hear me wrong?

"After raising her for so many years, Yanyan, aren't you sad?" Gong Yuanren asked, now he can see that his daughter doesn't seem to be very sad, what's going on?

Even if you know that the child will not endure hardships and is very happy, it is not really not sad at all, is it?

Thinking back when they had a car accident, the daughter's sad expression couldn't be concealed.

Qianyan slowly smoothed the wool in his hand: "Send away a white-eyed wolf, what's there to be sad, it's too late to be happy."

Gong Yuanren:? ? ?

Zhang Zengmei:? ? ?

Why can't they understand?

But thinking about it carefully, my daughter seems to be a little different towards Shang Yun recently.

They didn't pay attention to it before, but after thinking about it carefully, they can still feel the subtle difference.

(End of this chapter)

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