Reborn 1980 Lucky Hot Wife

Cui Lao was pushed by his wife and staggered.

Quickly leaning on the wooden armrest of the sofa, he didn't care about the pain in his wrist. He looked back quickly, only to see that Mrs. Jiang's dagger was about to stab his wife.

Elder Cui's expression changed drastically in anxiety, and he rushed over.

"Jun Bamboo!"

"Godmother!"

Mr. Cui and Jiang Aiguo were in a hurry to stop them, but after all, they were delayed just now. Even the two people brought by Mr. Cui did not expect that Mrs. Jiang, who seemed to be only snarky, would suddenly seem like a different person .

Seeing that the dagger was about to stab He Junzhu, everyone was so anxious that their brains went blank, but they saw a silver light flashing in front of their eyes, and the silver needle in Jiang Yi's hand passed the crowd at an extremely fast speed, and pierced the old lady Jiang's wrist first.

Grasping the pause of this moment, Jiang Yi immediately rushed to the front, raised his leg and kicked over without hesitation.

Old Madam Jiang was kicked several meters away, unable to hold the dagger in her hand, and fell not far from her.

"Grandma, Dad, are you all right?"

Jiang Yi didn't bother to look at Mrs. Jiang, and turned around to support the two of them.

After looking up and down for a long time, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did Jiang Yi turn around.

He stared at Mrs. Jiang with extreme hatred.

Fortunately, she gave He Junzhu the needle just now, and the silver needle is convenient to hold in her hand, otherwise, even if it was a second later, the strength of Old Madam Jiang's desperate rush to kill her father was really aimed at killing her father!

Mrs. Jiang lay on the ground and didn't move for a long time.

But when she recovered from that breath, she struggled to crawl over and grabbed the dagger as if she didn't know the pain. Just when Mr. Cui and the others thought she was about to go crazy and hurt others again, she pointed the dagger at herself.

After taking a few breaths, Mrs. Jiang had the determination to risk everything in her eyes, and her voice was hoarse and ugly:

"Jiang Yi, you and your dad will leave Cui's house with me now, and never come to Beijing again when you go back to city b, otherwise, everyone will know tomorrow that you forced my old lady to death!"

"Old woman, what are you doing, put down the knife!"

Jiang Deye was so frightened that he didn't even dare to go up and stop him just now. His eyes flickered when he saw Mrs. Jiang's actions at the moment, so he took a step forward.

"Jiang Yi, you little bastard, look, what have you forced your grandma into? And you, Jiang Aiguo, what are you going to do if you don't leave? Huh?"

"grandmother?"

Jiang Yi suddenly raised his hand, pointed to the birthmark on Cui's arm that no one noticed because Mrs. Jiang went crazy, and sneered,

"Jiang Deye, Wang Yuzhi, open your eyes wide and take a look, do you see what this is?"

"Now, you still dare to call yourself my grandparents, are you worthy?"

Mrs. Jiang saw the birthmark on Cui's arm at a glance.

The hand holding the dagger trembled. Even with the obvious birthmark in front of her eyes, Mrs. Jiang was still unwilling to give up. A flash of determination flashed in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and shouted:

"What are you looking at? I don't look, I don't look at anything! Are you going to leave? Okay, don't you? Jiang Yi, you forced me, I want you and Jiang Aiguo forever..."

Seeing that Mrs. Jiang closed her eyes tightly and was about to stab herself, Cui Zhijie suddenly yelled.

"What are you doing? Jiang Yi, let me go, let me go!"

Jiang Yi pulled Cui Zhijie who was sticking to the wall, and dragged him directly to Old Madam Jiang, laughing angrily:

"Want to die? Wang Yuzhi, you came to the capital from City B, and waited in the hostel for so many days. It was so hard to see your own son. You haven't heard Cui Zhijie call you mom yet. Are you willing?"

Old Madam Jiang opened her eyes and trembled.

She watched Cui Zhijie being strangled almost out of breath, and watched him grab Jiang Yi's hand hard, but he couldn't break Jiang Yi's hand.

The old lady Jiang was so distressed that tears fell down, but she could only pinch herself hard, and said with difficulty:

"No, no, what kind of biological son, you little bastard, who told you to talk nonsense? Cui Zhijie is innocent, let him go."

"Nonsense? Innocent?"

When Jiang Yi heard these two words, he only found it ridiculous and ridiculous.

She took something out of her pocket and threw it in front of the old couple of the Jiang family.

"Look, does it look familiar?"

Things made of rags are covered with footprints, and if you look closely, you can still see traces of needle poking.

It was when Jiang Yi sneaked into the bedroom of the old couple when he was in city B, and saw something in the closet. Later, because of Jiang Deye's caution, Jiang Yi didn't dare to leave directly for a while, and hid by the window outside the wall, and stole I saw the scene where Mrs. Jiang was venting.

"At that time, you were like a lunatic, stamped on it with your feet and stabbed it with a needle, and yelled at bastards, beasts, and white-eyed wolves. I thought you were not so vicious. After all, the date of birth written on it was May 5th, and I Dad's birthday has always been May 5th."

"But you are very strange. You obviously hate my dad so much, and wish my dad would die. Every year on May 5th, you seem to be very happy. You will definitely prepare a table full of good meals with your heart. Will shed tears."

"Until I learned from my aunt He Huizhu that Cui Zhijie's birthday is May 5, and I saw Mr. Cui's birthmark, I understood everything."

"It turns out that what you stepped on was my dad's real date of birth, but what you celebrated was Cui Zhijie's date of birth. Am I right?"

The thing rolled directly in front of the old couple of the Jiang family.

Of course Mrs. Jiang knew it.

In the past few years, every time she thought about her son and cried, she used this to vent it. She would feel better thinking that every foot and every needle fell on Jiang Aiguo's body.

But she didn't dare to ask, why even this is in Jiang Yi's hands, she just shook her head vigorously with a panicked face and said:

"No, no, I don't understand what you're talking about, even if, even if the birthday is one day behind, it's just a coincidence, yes, it's just a coincidence."

"Coincidence? What about this one?"

Jiang Yi sneered and took out another photo.

This is exactly the photo that was thrown down at the guest house in Beijing last time because Mrs. Jiang wrote the address of East Street.

At that time, Jiang Yi was the first to take the photo, and Zhou Junqing later told her that because the photo was taken during the day and the light was sufficient, he actually saw a birthmark on the arm of the youngest child in the photo.

Sun Ru, who had been standing by the side without saying a word, finally spoke.

She pointed to the photo in Jiang Yi's hand, and looked at Mrs. Jiang:

"This is the photo you took when you went out with your baby in your arms just after giving birth, right? Because you planned to change the baby at that time, didn't you?"

And Cui Nianqin.

Sun Ru turned her head and looked at her with hatred,

"You wronged me for stealing your jewellery, you rushed me out of the hospital so that I would never be a nurse in my life, and now you framed your brother, for what purpose, to cover up the truth about changing the child, right? "

Cui Nianqin was already shaking like a sieve, except for shaking her head with a pale face and muttering "No, I don't know, I didn't change it", she couldn't do anything.

It was Mrs. Jiang, who was determined to bite her to death and refused to admit it.

Because she knew that if she admitted it, her son would no longer be able to live a good life in Cui's house.

Forty years ago, she endured the pain of mother and child separation, and why did she change her son to the Cui family?

"Aren't you willing to admit it until now? It doesn't matter, I don't need you to admit it or not."

Jiang Yi fought back, and directly picked up Cui Zhijie with force.

She was extremely powerful, with only one hand, Cui Zhijie, a grown man, was unable to struggle at all.

Jiang Yi pinched his chin with one hand, took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket with the other hand, removed the cap, and pushed it directly to Cui Zhijie's mouth.

She turned to look at Mrs. Jiang, sneered and said slowly:

"I know medical skills, you didn't know that before, did you?"

"Now you should know, I can calm Grandma He down, and I can use silver needles to pierce your acupuncture points. I can also use this to make Cui Zhijie shut up forever, do you believe it?"

"You should believe it. After all, because of your viciousness and selfishness, Cui Zhijie has been able to afford the best education in the Cui family for so many years, while my dad was tortured and abused by you in the Jiang family. You should know how much I am. Hate you guys."

"Didn't you admit that you have changed your child, and you can give up your life for Cui Zhijie? Okay, then I will give him a ride, and I will make it possible for you to reunite with Cui Zhijie, your mother and child!"

"no!"

Seeing that after Jiang Yi finished speaking, he directly stuffed the porcelain bottle into Cui Zhijie's mouth, the old lady Jiang screamed terribly, and rushed forward like desperately,

"You let him go, you let Zhijie go!"

"Who is he? Who is Cui Zhijie? Did you change your child? Are you still refusing to say yes?"

Jiang Yi didn't give her any time to react, and asked sharply one after another.

While talking, Jiang Yi dragged Cui Zhijie, dodged to avoid Old Madam Jiang, raised his wrist, and the contents of the porcelain bottle were poured into Cui Zhijie's mouth right in front of Old Madam Jiang.

"No, don't hurt my son."

"I said, I said, Zhijie is my son, he is my son, I changed children with the old man, we want Zhijie to live a good life, it's all my fault, Zhijie is innocent, you Let him go!"

As soon as Jiang Yi let go, Mrs. Jiang forcibly let go of Jiang Yi's hand and hugged Cui Zhijie into her arms. The mother and son fell to the ground together.

The old lady Jiang didn't care about herself at all, she cried so much that she got up and supported Cui Zhijie:

"Zhijie, how are you, Zhijie? You can't swallow it, you can't, listen to your mother, spit it out, spit it out!"

In the Cui family's living room, it was unbelievably quiet.

Only the old lady Jiang slapped Cui Zhijie on the back, and Cui Zhijie scratched his throat because he was afraid that Jiang Yi would feed him something poisonous.

No need for anyone to say anything, Mrs. Jiang's desperate attitude for Cui Zhijie is enough to let everyone know that Cui Zhijie is her biological son!

So, it was really Jiang Deye and Wang Yuzhi who replaced He Junzhu and Cui Dajun's sons in the hospital!

It seemed to be quiet for a long time, and it seemed to be only quiet for a moment.

"You stole my son!"

He Junzhu rushed over and grabbed Mrs. Jiang's neck forcefully.

"Why do you do this? I don't know you, and you are also a mother. How can you do this?"

"You want your son to live a good life, so you changed my child? Why, why? You separated our mother and child for decades. If it wasn't for Xiao Yi, if it wasn't for Xiao Yi, would I die? Didn’t even know that day, my child was replaced?”

"You stole my patriotism, and you haven't treated him well, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

He Junzhu seemed to be insane, and she couldn't let go of her hatred by pinching her with her hands. She tore and bit like a crazy mother beast, and her crying made people feel sad.

Mrs. Jiang was quickly pulled out of her hair, and was bitten to bleed.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't even cry out, and she couldn't hide from the crazy He Junzhu at all, so she just struggled and stretched out her hand to Cui Zhijie:

"Zhijie, Zhijie..."

No, she just met her Zhijie, and she hasn't heard Zhijie call her mom, she doesn't want to die!

This is her son, the son she has been thinking about for almost her whole life, and the son who is willing to give everything for him.

Jiang Deye is cruel, but her son will definitely not ignore her!

The old lady Jiang was crying, and desperately stretched out her hand in Cui Zhijie's direction with longing in her eyes.

Cui Zhijie did move.

He was also tortured by Jiang Yi just now, and it took him a long time to stand up and walk over slowly. After He Junzhu was almost exhausted, he waved his hand and slapped Old Madam Jiang in the brightened sight of Jiang.

Mrs. Jiang was beaten so violently that she lay on the ground and remained silent for a long time.

But Cui Zhijie didn't let her go, his fists rained down on Mrs. Jiang, Cui Zhijie yelled wildly:

"Why did you show up? Since you changed me back then, why didn't you just kill Jiang Aiguo? If you hadn't come to the capital, none of this would have changed. I'm still a child of the Cui family."

"I'm Cui Zhijie, I'm from Beijing, I don't have parents like you, get out, get out!"

Jiang Aiguo stood there quietly the whole time, watching the farce in front of him, as if lost in thought.

It wasn't until his eyes fell on He Junzhu that he seemed to wake up suddenly. He walked over at a speed not much faster than Cui Zhijie, slowly stretched out his hand, helped He Junzhu stand up, and took her to sit on the sofa.

Only then did he half squat in front of He Junzhu.

Jiang Aiguo stretched out his hand, trembling uncontrollably. He slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing the birthmark on his arm.

He raised his head, looked at the person who was working so hard for him just now, tried hard to hold back the soreness that rushed into his eyes, and carefully asked with a hint of longing:

"Godmother, I, I also have a heart-shaped birthmark here, and my daughter told me that I have blood type AB, then I, then me, then me..."

After saying it several times in a row, Jiang Aiguo's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

He didn't want to cry, but his vision seemed to be a little blurred, so blurred that he couldn't see He Junzhu's kind face clearly.

He Junzhu's tears have not stopped since just now.

She has never been in such a mess in her life, but she didn't care about anything, she just looked at her child without blinking, and couldn't get enough of it, so she reached out to touch his face tremblingly:

"Patriotic, don't cry, don't cry, your mother will feel bad when you cry..."

Elder Cui, who had been driven mad by his wife just now, was standing next to the sofa, looking down at Jiang Aiguo's arm.

Look at the birthmark exactly like him.

Cui Lao couldn't stand still, he held the handrail, and then squatted down extremely slowly.

He looked at his wife who was crying silently, the old man who had bled without tears all his life, but at this moment there was a tremor in his voice, his eyes were red, and he pointed at Jiang Aiguo,

"So, Jun Zhu, he is our biological son, isn't he?"