In Ancheng, Guizhou, in the south of the city, in a small courtyard, there was a seven or eight-year-old girl, cheering, running around in the yard, like a little elf, having fun. On the steps of the courtyard, there were two old people who were over the age of sixties, looking at her with a loving face!

"Grandparents, come and play! That's a lot of butterflies! "Around her, there are a lot of butterflies dancing around her. At this moment, she is like a happy little fairy.

"We're too old to run! Allison! Run slower and don't fall! The old man shook his head and laughed.

"If my big brother is here, he will definitely play with me!" Jiajia pouted, no longer caring about her grandparents, running and jumping among the butterflies, and giggling laughter could be heard from time to time.

"Knock knock!" There was a knock on the gate of the courtyard.

"It must be the big brother, I told him to come back to see me." Jiajia said, and without waiting for her grandparents to agree, she quickly ran towards the door and opened the gate of the yard.

What appeared in front of Jiajia's eyes was a very beautiful woman, she was like a delicate rose, charming and moving. She was dressed in black, her hair was coiled, and she was holding a red bag in her hand, like her lips, warm and delicate, and she complemented each other! Standing in front of Jiajia at this time, noble and elegant.

"Auntie! Who are you? Jiajia blinked her eyes wide and asked in a crisp voice, seeing the person she didn't think, her eyes revealing a look of disappointment.

"You're Jiajia! I'm your big brother's friend. The woman leaned down, touched Jiajia's face, and said softly.

"Really? Auntie, you are so beautiful, Jiajia will be as beautiful as you when she grows up. Jiajia suddenly became happy.

"It's not good to be like me, as long as you are happy every day, you are the most beautiful." The woman touched her head and said with a smile.

"Who's coming!" Two old men stepped forward.

"Hello uncles and aunts, I am Wu Banglong's wife, Yang Qianmei! My son Zhiyuan often thinks about you and Jiajia, he is outside the province, and he has been busy recently, so he specially asked me to visit you! Yang Qianmei's voice was very low, but when it reached the ears of the two old men, her head roared.

Of course, the two old men knew who Yang Qianmei was, and her son Liu Xiong died because of her. They have always wondered what kind of woman killed their son, but they have never been able to see it. It's been so long, but I didn't expect her to take the initiative to come to the door today, this is a gentle and elegant woman, completely different from what I imagined! The two looked at each other, their expressions were complicated, and they were speechless for a while.

"This is what Zhiyuan entrusted me to you! He said that if Jiajia is unhappy in school and is ostracized, then change schools! Yang Qianmei said, took out a yellow envelope bag from her bag, filled it bulgingly, regardless of whether the old man agreed or not, stuffed it into the hands of Jiajia's grandmother, and before the old man could react, she had already walked out of the door.

"This ......" Grandma Jiajia looked at the yellowed envelope bag and opened it to see that there was a lot of money inside.

"They are all good boys, why do they have so many disasters?" Jiajia's grandfather watched Yang Qianmei leave and sighed.

Yang Qianmei walked out of the small courtyard as if she had fled, her steps were a little staggering, leaning against a willow tree not far from the door, the wind was blowing, the willow tree was rattling, a strand of her hair fell down, and a sense of guilt arose. Although she was not wrong, Liu Xiong died because of her after all, she couldn't face that innocent little girl, that was her father, she couldn't face the two gray-haired old men, that was their son! It was a feeling that suffocated her, and she couldn't stay there.

"Auntie!" Jiajia shouted from afar and ran towards her.

"Ahh Jiajia, why did you run out! Yang Qianmei leaned down and hugged Jiajia and said.

"Grandpa and grandma asked me to tell you, I don't blame you for that!" When Yang Qianmei heard the sound, she raised her eyes and saw that there were two old men standing at the gate of Xiaoyuan, nodding slightly at him.

"Auntie knows." Yang Qianmei coiled up the strand of hair again, kissed Jiajia lightly on the forehead, and then stood up, ready to leave, but Jiajia grabbed the corner of her clothes and didn't let go.

"Auntie, can you tell me when this willow tree will bloom, the eldest brother told me that when the flowers bloom, I will grow up, and then my father will come back." Jiajia raised her head and asked eagerly.

Yang Qianmei was stunned when she heard this, thought for a while, and said, "When your eldest brother comes back, it will bloom!"

"When will the big brother come back?" Jiajia asked, looking longing.

"He'll come back to see Jiajia soon, but Jiajia has to be obedient and listen to her grandparents, you know?" After Yang Qianmei finished speaking, she turned around and left, at this moment, her eyes were already wet, she couldn't face this girl who was only seven or eight years old, Jiajia's every word, like holding a knife into her heart, it hurt, it hurt!

"Big brother is coming back to see me!" Jiajia looked at Yang Qianmei's back, and didn't care about anything else, she ran towards her grandparents and grandparents, and the family walked into the small courtyard, and after a while, she heard Jiajia's laughter coming out.

Yang Qianmei walked on the street, slowly calmed down, and then went in one direction, there, there is a prison!

"Brother Long, I can finally go to see you, I took a lot of effort to get my name printed on our family's household registration book! Xiaoyuan called and said that he was going to bring his daughter-in-law back with him, and then our family went to see you, but he couldn't come, his daughter-in-law was lost, and he was going to find his woman. He also persuaded me to find a good man to marry while I was young. But how can I leave you, I'm going to wait for you to come out! No matter what year or month! If you're not there, no matter how beautiful I dress, who will I show it to! ”

"Brother Long, do you know? Xiaoyuan said that he killed someone, and he also did it for a woman, your father and son are very similar! But in my mind, you are not murderers, you are my husband, Xiaoyuan is my son, and you are my family! ”

"Brother Long, Xiaoyuan can't come, I'll accompany you!" Yang Qianmei thought, tears had already wet her clothes!

"Xiaoyuan, when you bring Chen Xi back, our family will be reunited! Don't worry, Jiajia has me to take care of it! Yang Qianmei raised her head, looked in the direction of Sichuan, and then walked into the gate of the prison!

"Aunt May! Xiaoxi! Wu Zhiyuan woke up from his sleep, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

"Sir! Get off the bus, remember to bring your belongings, Yucheng, it's here! A beautiful woman walked up to him with a smile on her face and said.

Wu Zhiyuan raised his eyes and saw that he was the only one on the entire minibus. He hurriedly got out of the car and looked at this bustling metropolis with a fixed gaze!

Yucheng, I'm coming! Aunt Mei, don't worry, I will find Xiaoxi, and when the time comes, our family will never be separated again......