Whenever he talks about the past, or recalls the past, Jiang Boya will feel heartbroken.

Old Man Jiang had a calm face, and after a while, he said: "You haven't been married all these years, have you been thinking about that girl?" Yes, you'd better dispel this idea for me, she is just a descendant of our family, with a humble status, how can she enter the door of my Jiang family and be my Jiang Hongfa's daughter-in-law? ”

Jiang Boya: "You are feudal thinking!" Everyone at home and abroad has long been equal, not to mention that Uncle Fang followed you out and was loyal to you, how could you still look at Uncle Fang's family with old eyes? ”

Old man Jiang: "No matter what kind of society it is, you have to pay attention to the right person!" In addition, you listen to me, even if I, Jiang Hongfa, break it off with you, I won't recognize a maid's thing as my grandson! ”

Jiang Boya's eyes were red: "You look down on my child like this?" ”

Old Man Jiang: "I don't look down on the woman who gave birth to you, her status is low, and the child she gave birth to has half of her blood in her body, this is not the child and grandchild I want!" ”

"My mother's family background is good, her appearance is good, and her character is good, why didn't you have a child with my mother in the first place? Why did you have me with my mother's sister and my mother? ”

"Marrying your mother was arranged by the elders of the family, it is a marriage between two families, I don't have much affection for your mother, and your mother didn't give birth to a son and a half daughter, it's not that I don't let her give birth, it's your mother that she can't conceive at all. As for...... As for what happened between me and your mother, I don't have much to say. ”

Leaning back in the chair, Old Man Jiang raised his head, his eyes slowly closed, and his thoughts drifted to decades ago, as if he saw the fluttering figure standing under the peach blossom tree in an instant......

"Are you worthy of my mother and my mother when you say that?" Jiang Boya didn't know what Old Man Jiang was thinking, he clenched the fist hanging by his side, and said in a solemn tone: "I will think about returning to China as soon as possible." ”

Old Man Jiang suddenly opened his eyes, and he sat up straight: "Do you want me to die in front of your eyes?" ”

“……”

The corners of Jiang Boya's mouth tightened, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Whether I took you out of the country back then, or didn't allow you to go back now, I'm doing this for your own good." Saying this, Old Man Jiang seemed to have aged a lot for a moment, he sighed and waved his hand: "You go out." ”

Jiang Boya turned around, and when he walked to the door of the study, he paused: "It was a girl who saved me and Ah Feng, she ......" He didn't look back at Old Man Jiang, and when the words came to his mouth, he finally regretted it.

The door of the study opened and closed, leaving Old Man Jiang sitting inside.

"Wanqiu, have you been complaining about me and hating me all these years?"

Old Man Jiang looked out the window at the sky, his eyes were full of melancholy, and he muttered: "...... Yun'er, are you also resenting me and hating me? Blame me for leaving your sisters in the country, and hate me for taking Boya away from your sister? ”

Outside the door of the study, Jiang Boya looked depressed, he stood at the door for a moment, and walked to his own study. After sitting on the chair behind the desk and opening the drawer, Jiang Boya took out a black-and-white photograph that had long been yellowed from a black hardcover notebook.

Looking at the photo, his eyes gradually became watery.

"Mother, are you okay? You go to see your mom every year, right? Isn't it very angry that I haven't gone back for so many years? ”

There are two people in the photo, one of them is wearing a bun of hair, dressed as a young woman, the other is combing two braids, wearing a light blue shirt with a diagonal placket and a black knee-length skirt, these are two sisters, they are standing together affectionately,