A Cannon Fodder Female Partner To Raise a Cub In The Era Novel

Chapter 247 Birthmark

Jiang Weiguo curled his lips, took out the cigarette he was holding in his mouth, and held it between his index finger and thumb.

He sighed softly: "So, why am I not my mother's son? Isn't it normal for my mother to give birth to me as a October freak?"

“It was only later that I found out that your mother had given birth to another baby girl. She was afraid that her mother-in-law, who was still alive at the time, would find out and asked your father to divorce your mother, so she secretly held your newborn baby in the hospital!”

As Zhao Hui spoke, she thought about how her stomach hurt when she laughed.

 At that time, Mrs. Jiang did not have a son named Jiang Weimin. She gave birth to a total of four girls, no, five girls. She was really an old hen who couldn't lay eggs.

When I first brought my son back, I didn’t know how hard I was pulling him. I was afraid that others wouldn’t know, so I wanted to show him this and that, so that I could feel proud.

As everyone knows, the first time she saw her son, she suspected that he was not her biological son.

 Nothing else, this child is too good-looking and exquisite.

Not only did she have doubts, but several chatty women in the village had doubts and discussions in private, and she overheard them several times, intentionally or unintentionally.

 Facts have proved that their suspicions were correct.

“When your father first brought you back, he wanted to hide and cover you, but your mother was just the opposite. She kept holding you out so that everyone in the village could see how good you looked.”

"You were really good-looking when you were a child. You looked like a child from a wealthy family. I don't know how your mother stole you back? But it must have been stolen by your mother. Otherwise, how could your parents not want you, a big fat boy?" you?"

The more Jiang Weiguo listened, the more interesting he became. He tilted his head and said, "Auntie means, you don't know where I came from? Then why did Auntie say that I was stolen by my mother?"

Zhao Hui’s lips trembled a few times, “Actually, I’m not too sure either!”

  “Huh?”    Jiang Weiguo had a faint smile on his lips.

He is obviously a gentle and gentle young master, but in the dim small interrogation room, that gentle smile revealed an indescribable evil charm.

 “You are not your mother’s son, I’m sure of that.”

Zhao Hui said quickly, fearing that it would be too late and Jiang Weiguo would be dissatisfied, "Back then, I only heard your father say that your mother brought you back, and said that she was our daughter after all. Your mother followed, just One girl film, the rest, the rest..."

Zhao Hui asked Mrs. Jiang in private where Jiang Weiguo came from. Unfortunately, Mrs. Jiang had always been lax in her life, but she refused to reveal anything about this, as if she was going to put it on the coffin board.

Jiang Weiguo played with the cigarette in his hand and smiled lightly, "Are you confused about the other aunts? Don't tell me, just by hearing these one or two words, you are sure that I am not my mother's son!"

Zhao Hui said bitterly, "I originally suspected that after hearing this, I tried to deceive your mother. Your mother had a guilty conscience and was deceived by me. This is true. Otherwise, how could your mother be threatened by me all the time?"

Jiang Weiguo clicked his tongue twice.

 That's right, otherwise how could his mother be threatened by her? His mother's fighting ability is absolutely as good as anyone's.

Jiang Weiguo threw the cigarette in his hand on the table, crossed his hands, supported his chin, swayed his tall and straight body leisurely, and opened his mouth: "If you think about it carefully, maybe you can think of other interesting things, such as , which hospital was my mother in when she gave birth to me? For example, when my mother brought me back, where did she send her baby? Did we exchange or did my mother give her baby away? Another example is..." There was something on him. No birthmarks or anything?

 Jiang Weiguo didn't say the last words. He pressed his left hand on the right side near his back. There was a birthmark as big as a palm.

Zhao Hui listened to Jiang Weiguo's words and racked her brains to think about what happened back then.

 (End of this chapter)