Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

"A sin!"

That's not ten dollars, not a hundred dollars, that's ten million.

Why should people lend you such a large sum of money?

Just because your daughter knows him?

To put it nicely, it's a loan, but no one is stupid. After all, isn't this equivalent to selling one's own daughter?

Father Jiang had been digging in the fields for a living all his life and could barely read or write, but even so, he understood these simple and easy-to-understand principles very clearly.

Is there any benefit in this world that can be obtained for free without any effort?

Not to mention such a huge amount of more than 10 million!

At this moment, the fate of their son, daughter and unborn grandson was vividly placed before the old couple's eyes.

How to choose?

Who is lighter and who is heavier?

This problem was like a heavy mountain pressing on Jiang's father and mother's hearts.

And it is obvious that Mother Jiang has made her choice.

I had thought that after working hard for most of my life, when I finally reached old age, I could rely on my daughter to live a stable, comfortable, happy life and spend my later years in peace.

Who could have expected that his son would cause such a big disaster!

Father Jiang's face was filled with pain and regret. He pounded his chest with his right hand again and again, and kept muttering,

"What a sin! What a sin!"

The voice was full of despair and helplessness.

At this moment, the door of the stairwell was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Then, a familiar figure walked in.

"Dad, Mom, I finally found you. What are you doing here?"

It turned out that it was Jiang Xinghui who came.

When Father Jiang saw his son, his anger instantly rose, and the already pent-up emotions suddenly erupted like a volcano.

Without saying a word, he clenched his fist and hit Jiang Xinghui fiercely, shouting angrily as he hit him,

"I must beat you to death today, you good-for-nothing! I told you not to behave yourself and go gambling..."

Along with his angry roar, punch after punch mercilessly hit Jiang Xinghui's back, making a dull and loud "bang bang" sound.

Mother Jiang, who was standing nearby, grabbed her husband's strong arm in panic, and tears burst out of her eyes like a flood, sliding down her cheeks.

She cried and begged bitterly,

"Old man, please stop beating me! Look at what has become of this family now.

His wife is pregnant with our grandson. What if anything happens to her?

And our daughter is sick now and needs someone to take care of her. If you really beat our son to death, we will be left with the old, the young and the sick. How will we survive in the future?"

Mother Jiang's tearful words were like a heavy hammer hitting Father Jiang's heart.

He had raised his fist high, ready to swing at his son again, but suddenly it seemed to lose all strength and slowly dropped down.

Then, Mr. Jiang's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball.

He covered his weathered face with his hands and a low, painful whimper came from his throat.

The only words he kept repeating were those three heartbreaking words: "What a sin..."