Was she spoiled by her nanny?

After sitting in the reception room for a while, a prison guard brought Tong Hongmei out.

"Cousin!"

Tong Dachui rushed over first and pulled Tong Hongmei to look at her carefully.

Tong Hongmei wore an orange prison uniform and had her hair cut short, making her rough, dark face look even rounder. However, she was definitely not suffering, depressed, entangled, or haggard like other prisoners. Her face was rosy and there was a layer of oil on the corners of her mouth.

Tong Dachui was instantly embarrassed and felt that everyone's worry and anxiety that kept them awake at night were a joke.

"Cousin, it looks like the food in prison is pretty good." Tong Dachui said embarrassedly.

Tong Hongmei was so heartless that she didn't even notice Tong Dachui's nervousness and worry. The young man pulled his hair less because of her in prison.

Yi's face was wrinkled with laughter.

"Yeah, I didn't expect the prison food to be so good. Two dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetables. I heard they even gave out big gift bags on Labor Day. It's a pity I didn't make it."

Tong Hongmei felt quite regretful.

"But the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, and I heard that they will give out rice dumplings."

Her eyes were shining and she looked very expectant.

Tong Dachui: "..." Oh my god! Why should I come to visit the prison? Why should I come to visit the prison? Shouldn't my cousin come to visit me with rice dumplings?

Chen Gong: “…”

Thunder: "..."

Warden: "..."

Everyone was stunned.

You bastard, do you think you are here for vacation? It's so cool to eat jail food for free.

The warden suddenly doubted his life.

Tong Huan: “…” It comes again, and again. Every time this happens, she wishes she could peel off her face and shrink back into the shell of her body.

Why would this woman with short hair and a silly smile be her mother?

"Mom, you seemed to be eating happily during this last meal." Tong Huan couldn't help but tease.

As a girl who loves to dream, Tong Huan certainly dreamed that her mother would be like her Chinese teacher in elementary school, with long gentle hair, a quiet appearance, and a refined and elegant temperament.

Whenever she saw Tong Hongmei doing something stupid, she would doubt her life and wonder if she was not Tong Hongmei's daughter.

……

...Yes, now there is no doubt that I am indeed not Tong Hongmei's biological child.

Tong Huan looked at Tong Hongmei with a cold face. To her surprise, what she saw was not the silly and hopeless Tong Hongmei, but the Tong Hongmei who had cried and grumbled in front of her grave in her previous life, getting older day by day, and the staggering and lonely back of her who finally left in the setting sun.

The hatred that I felt before we met was surprisingly quickly dispelled when we met, dissipating like mist in an instant under the scorching summer sun, and the tears covered my eyes like a film.

Obviously, Tong Hongmei has feelings for her.

"Tong Huan! How can you talk like that? Can you speak like an ordinary person?" Tong Hongmei got angry the moment she heard what Tong Huan said.

"Are you here to see me, or to piss me off? You little bastard, I'm going to beat you to death!"

Tong Hongmei immediately pounced on her, raising her hands high with her teeth bared and claws raised. Before she found a suitable place to attack, she suddenly met Tong Huan's tearful eyes.

Tong Hongmei was confused.

Of course, the warden and the prison guards were even more confused. ... You tried to attack the victim right in front of us. You have no attitude of admitting guilt at all. Forget about getting your sentence reduced!

Before Tong Hongmei could touch Tong Huan, the prison guard pushed her back onto a chair behind her. In order to prevent her from hurting anyone else, her hands were handcuffed to the chair.

Tong Hongmei was so angry that she was gasping for breath. Facing Tong Huan's tearful eyes, she said, "Why are you crying? If you have the guts, hit me! Look at you, you've learned how to cry right after returning to the Jiang family! Damn, you're the one who curses and you're the one who sheds tears. It's not that you're awesome just because you can shed tears. I'm telling you!"

Tong Dachui was very angry, "Cousin, please say less. Huanhuan can still come to see you at this time, you should be content!"

Tong Huan burst into laughter and sat down in front of Tong Hongmei.

"Oh, she is my daughter, it is only natural for her to come and see me." Tong Hongmei said stubbornly.

The corners of the prison guard's mouth twitched.

Suddenly, Tong Hongmei noticed the redness and swelling on Tong Huan's face, "Huan Huan, what's wrong with your face?"

Tong Dachui said angrily: "It's because I came to see you, but Mrs. Jiang wouldn't let me, so I got beaten by Mrs. Jiang!"

Hearing this, Tong Hongmei's pupils suddenly shrank, and then the black mass in her eyes collapsed like an avalanche, along with the expression on her face and the muscles all over her body. She collapsed and howled, "Huanhuan! What are you doing? Before, when I hit you, you fought me back! When that woman hit you, why didn't you fight back?"

Tong Hongmei slapped the armrests of the chair with both hands in despair. She used too much force and the edge of the handcuffs rubbed her wrists. "So she is your real mother and I am not your real mother, right?"

Everyone was speechless.

Tong Huan looked at Tong Hongmei in bewilderment. How could she...

Why did she seem to see a bit of heartache in Tong Hongmei's uncultured tears?

hiss.

Tong Hongmei pointed at the sky and stomped her hands on the ground and howled for a long time. Finally, she said, "Dachui, come here."

As soon as Tong Dachui came over, she grabbed his ear and scolded him, "How can you be a cousin? That woman hit Huanhuan, couldn't you help her fight back?"

After hearing these words, the tears that Tong Huan had just held back began to flow out again.

Tong Dachui's ears were hurt from being pulled, so two prison guards had to come up to break him up and warn Tong Hongmei at the same time.

Tong Dachui covered his ears and said, "I...I...I don't hit women!"

The two separated, and Tong Hongmei even tried to kick Tong Dachui, "The son pays for the mother's debt. If you don't hit the woman, can't you hit her son?"

Tong Huan supported her head with her hands and sighed, accepting her fate. Perhaps her mother could only be such a country shrew.

"She has no son." Tong Huan said.

Tong Hongmei: "Then beat her daughter!"

"I am her daughter."

Tong Hongmei started to wail again, "Even in this situation, you are still helping your mother who gave birth to you but didn't raise you! You can tolerate her beating you, but if she kills you one day, will you still tolerate it?"

Tong Huan shuddered, as if awakened from a dream, her entire back stiffened. Kill her, kill her, kill her? What did Tong Hongmei know? Or... was she also like her, from a previous life?

"Mom, tell me what you know."

Tong Huan looked at Tong Hongmei intently, carefully, not missing any of her micro-expressions.

"What do you know? In your previous life, Frogback Hill?"

Frogback Hill is where Tong Huan was buried in her previous life.

Tong Hongmei was confused. "What do you mean by previous life and frog-back mountain? You mean you have a new mother now that you are back at the Jiang family and you want me to go back to where I came from, right?!"

Tong Hongmei was angry and unwilling to give in. "Hanhuan, don't forget that I was the one who raised you. Once a mother, always a mother. Since you can fight me, if that woman hits you, you must hit her back! Otherwise, you are not my daughter, I tell you!"

Tong Huan: “…” Has Tong Hongmei forgotten again that she was stolen from the Jiang family and is definitely not her daughter?

Oh, Tong Hongmei did not come from the previous life.

Tong Hongmei has no memory of her past life.