Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1152: Birth Mother Visits 4

Chapter 1152: Chapter 1152: Birth Mother Visits 4

"Brother, we are siblings, as close as hands and feet. We owe her, so we should repay together. You shouldn’t bear this burden alone!" Guan Yu spoke earnestly, "After so many years, why has she come looking for us? What does she want to do?"

Guan Cheng relayed to his brother the things that Wang Lingzhi’s family had done.

Lu Tianzhi was stunned, "Can they really do such things? Isn’t what happened to Wang Lingzhi her own fault? How can she blame you?"

Wang Fengqiao sighed, "People are different. After some incidents, the conscientious ones will seek the causes in themselves, will introspect, while those with narrow minds or a propensity for bitterness will blame on others the responsibilities that should lie with them. Wang Xinlai and his wife would never consider that if it weren’t for Wang Lingzhi’s unscrupulous methods, she wouldn’t have ended up in her current plight. They only believe that everything is your brother’s fault, that without your brother, Wang Lingzhi wouldn’t have been disgraced."

Both Lu Tianzhi and Guan Yu frowned, feeling disgust.

"Aunt, how do you know it was Wang Xinlai and his wife who brought them here?" Guan Yu had no memories of his birth mother. He used to harbor some fantasies, thinking perhaps he had become an orphan along with his brother because both their parents had died. Now that he knew they were abandoned in such a manner, any longing for his birth mother naturally vanished, so he referred to her just as his brother did.

"Besides the Wang Lingzhi’s family, who else do you have a grudge against?" Wang Fengqiao asked in return.

Lu Tianzhi blurted out, "The Wu Lijuan family, for instance. They sent someone to propose to Brother Acheng at our house twice, and we rejected them both times. Based on Wang Lingzhi’s descriptions, Wu Lijuan seems quite scheming. It wouldn’t be unreasonable for her to hold a grudge against Brother Acheng."

Guan Cheng helplessly patted his head and said, "The Wu Lijuan family doesn’t belong to Wanglou Brigade. How could they have guessed our origins? So the person who incited her to come to us must be from Wanglou Brigade. By comparing your and Ayu’s appearance with our surname, they deduced our origins. After a careful count, apart from the Wang Xinlai family, there is no one else."

"It’s not a groundless speculation. I asked them myself. Based on their descriptions, it’s clear that it was Wang Xinlai’s wife who told them your whereabouts." The Wang Xinlai couple hadn’t been foolish enough to reveal their names and origins to Guan Cheng’s birth mother, but she was shrewd herself and described everything with incredible accuracy, even their clothing and hats weren’t wrong. "I even deliberately walked them past Wang Xinlai’s house to confirm, and indeed there was no mistake."

Eventually, Lu Tianzhi and Guan Yu understood.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Lu Tianzhi shook his head like an adult, "Human hearts are indeed inscrutable; their minds work much too fast. You plot against me, I plot against you. Everyone wants to make use of the other, yet everyone is on guard. It’s just because Brother Acheng is a bit more handsome than the average person. They’re all fixated on him, and if they can’t have him, they aim to destroy him. It’s truly difficult to describe their spiteful minds! Brother Acheng, it’s quite rare for someone to attract trouble so undeservingly."

Wang Fengqiao chuckled and pushed his head, "You and Ayu don’t know what situations you’ll face when you’re grown up. Auntie kept mumbling before she left, and here you are with the mood to watch your brother’s misfortune!"

Lu Tianzhi crossed his hands and covered his mouth.

"Brother, what do we do now?" Guan Yu paid no mind to Lu Tianzhi’s joke and turned to his brother with concern, "Her husband is dead, and she’s come here with a child. They’re definitely not going to let things go and may make a lot of shameless demands."

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