"The child fell ill every few days and was much thinner than the child of the same age. Hongying's husband traveled on business trips for many years due to work reasons, and the responsibility for taking care of the child fell on Hongying."

"Hongying has always been very tired, but what she doesn't want to see the most sad thing happened. It was a winter twenty years ago."

When Aunt Zhang said this, her expression fell into sadness. It seemed that the incident from more than 20 years ago still made it deeply remembered.

It was snowing outside that day, and the cold ground was frozen, and no one wanted to go out, but there was a whimpering cry in Hongying's room. Then he saw Hongying wrapping the child in a coat and knocking on Aunt Zhang's door.

It turned out that Hongying's child was sick again and had already started to have a high fever. The child's body was hot, but his lips were blue and he didn't even cry.

Hongying's husband was not at home, so she kept crying, crying heartbroken. It happened that day that Aunt Zhang's husband was at home. Seeing that the situation was not good, she dragged Hongying on a bicycle to carry the child to the hospital.

Aunt Zhang couldn't leave because she had children at home. She asked her husband to go to the hospital with Hongying, but she was anxiously waiting at home.

Until the next day, his husband came back and Hongying also came back, but Hongying seemed to have lost her soul, holding the child in a foolish manner, locking herself in the house, but she refused to come out.

Aunt Zhang was worried about the child and Hongying, so she cooked some food and sent it to her, but she couldn't open the door. Two days later, Hongying's husband went home with a pale face, but strangely, when he entered the yard, he quietly entered the door with something in his arms.

At that time, Aunt Zhang wanted to say hello to him, but Hongying's husband seemed to have not seen it. He just seemed to be holding a child in his arms and knocked on the door hard. Then he didn't know what he said, and he quickly entered the door in the middle of the night.

Later the next day, I heard the cry of his child, which was very bright. But the door of his house was always closed, and his husband hurried out with a big box, and after a day he came back.

This time, they quit their job in the factory. They said that their father was in poor health and no one was taking care of him. This time they planned to take their children back to their hometown in Wushan with them.

Before leaving, Hongying came to see Aunt Zhang and returned the house. Then she gave Aunt Zhang all the things that could not be moved away, but she didn't say much.

In this way, the Zhang family and his children moved in a hurry when it snowed. It took less than a week to go, and it was very in a hurry.

When she was in a hurry, Aunt Zhang wanted to see the child, but she couldn't get what she wanted.

When Aunt Zhang said this, she couldn't help but wipe her tears again, and looked at Zhang Yaming in a complicated way, but she refused to say anything.

Everyone has been listening quietly to him about the Zhang family’s past, but they didn’t expect that this would be the result. I originally thought that Aunt Zhang would tell them the answer to the matter today, but all this seemed to be more complicated.

What was useful and important news she was unable to tell, and everyone ran over. As a result, they still didn't know anything.

No, Zhang Yaming still heard some other meaning, that is, he was sick a lot when he was a child, and it was on that snowy day. He was very sick and had a high fever that looked like that, and probably the condition was not good.

At that time, Aunt Zhang did not go to the hospital, but his husband went with him, so he must have known the situation in the end.

Then there is his father. When did he come back? It was so cold. Why did he knock outside with a child in his arms?

I was seriously ill at that time. Even if I was not sick, they would not leave the child outside in the middle of the night, and just let my father carry him back. Could it be...

"Aunt Zhang, I'm here today. I just want to ask one thing, on that snowy day, is the child being sent to the hospital, is he dead or alive?"

Zhang Yaming stood up, feeling like a needle was stabbing him, but he had thought about these things many times in his mind, what is the connection between him and Gou Sheng and that child?

After Aunt Zhang talked about the past, he had a decisive guess in his heart. No matter whether the guess was right or not, he would ask, otherwise he would not be willing to give up.

"Yamin, what did you say? What is death or life? You were so tragic when you were a child. If you were not here, would you live until now? It's almost the New Year of the twelfth lunar month. What nonsense are you talking about? Bah!"

When Zhang Yaming's uncle heard what Zhang Yaming said, he was a little unlucky and immediately stood up and asked him to change his words. It was almost the Chinese New Year, and older people were a little taboo.

Aunt Zhang seemed to be stunned, and seemed a little uncomfortable for a moment, but she looked a little hesitant, not knowing what to say next.

"Auntie, have you seen this dress? And when my mother came back from the hospital, did my house cry? "

Zhang Yaming took out the red silk cotton jacket, and saw Aunt Zhang's expression, and quickly asked again.

"No, there is a cry at your house, it's just your mom Hongying's cry..."

Aunt Zhang bit her lip and said reluctantly, but lowered her head and glanced at the red cotton jacket, with a strange color flashing in her eyes.

"Auntie, please answer me with your conscience. Is the child sent to the hospital in the middle of the night dead or alive? The Chen family lost the child. The child was only one or two years old. He was wearing a small silk cotton jacket at that time, and it was this piece of clothing!"

Zhang Yaming pointed to the clothes he took out, his face felt a little sad, and he was always confused, especially when he heard Aunt Zhang repeatedly mention that the child was in poor health after birth.

If I remember correctly, I rarely got sick when I was a child, and I rarely even entered the hospital gate. A child's physical fitness could not be changed in a year or two. Aunt Zhang must have hidden something in the middle.

"I, I, didn't go to the hospital at that time, but after my man came home, he kept muttering about the poor baby of the Zhang family, and said how Hongying should survive. He asked me to give Hongying food, but the other person didn't open the door..."

"When Hongying left, I wanted to see the child, but she didn't let her go and kept hugging the child tightly. I really don't know anything else. I'll tell you all the things I know!"

Aunt Zhang muttered to herself, as if she had finally made up some decision. In his opinion, isn't it good now?

Hongying's children have grown up. No matter who the child is, they have a kind heart. This is the best result. Why do they keep revealing the past?

What are the benefits for everyone?

"Okay, auntie, I won't ask more. I just want to ask what you know. In the few days my mother comes back, get rid of my mother's crying. Have you heard the crying of children?"

"You saw my father come back with his child in his arms. Did he come in the door on the first day or go out? Did the child's voice come out after the child enters? You must have seen this red silk cotton jacket. Just tell me where you see it. I can ignore the others!"

Zhang Yaming also noticed Aunt Zhang's mood, which was actually very contradictory. In fact, she didn't want to say anything more. Maybe she knew the truth vaguely, but maybe the result was too cruel and she didn't want to face it.

"You, you, the child that my father was holding, was in the middle of the night, but with the light in the house, it seemed like he was about to enter the door. I saw the child wearing a red satin cotton jacket, and I was a little curious. Such a good dress has never been seen by you even during the Chinese New Year, but I have never seen that dress in the future, and I don't know if it is this dress..."

Aunt Zhang looked at the cotton jacket in Zhang Yaming's hand, thought for a long time, but it still made it difficult to say this.

Her words were like a ball of fire, and they suddenly started to burn in everyone's hearts. Maybe she still couldn't understand what these words mean, but Zhang Yaming already understood them very well.

On a snowy day more than 20 years ago, the sick child was sent to the hospital and it must have been out of salvation. However, Hongying couldn't accept this fact at that time, so after she brought the child back, she kept the door closed and cried.

But unexpectedly, two or three days later, his husband came home and brought back a child who was about the same age as his son, that is Gou Sheng. Maybe he saved the child from the waterside at that time, or maybe for other reasons. Anyway, Hongying, who lost the child in deep pain in the end, decided to keep the child.

In order not to let anyone notice that their original child had died and the child was not their biological child at all, the Hongying family moved in a hurry.

Only when moving, others won’t know that the child, who was originally named Zhang Yaming, has died, and perhaps the one who lives is the one who lives left.

Otherwise, according to the relationship between Hongying and Aunt Zhang, they would not even refuse to let them take a look at the child when they left, because once they saw it, Aunt Zhang's family might know that the child is no longer there.

The child has been replaced.

"How could this happen? Could it be wrong? My younger brother and sister-in-law are the best-hearted person. How could he bring someone else's children to raise?"

"Impossible, impossible. Even if their children died prematurely, they were still young and could still have their own children. How could they hold other people's children? Big girl, you must have made a mistake, really wrong!"

"Yaming has always been the child of our Zhang family. When he was in the full moon, I also saw such a cute child. Then he moved back to his hometown and grew up under my nose. How could it be someone else's child?"

Uncle Zhang Yaming is the first person to accept Zhang Yaming's identity and the first person to refuse to believe Aunt Zhang's words. This is ridiculous. How could such a thing happen?

"What's impossible? Big brother is a man. Your brother must have something hidden from you and didn't tell you!"
Chapter completed!