"Jiaojiao, have you studied in medical school?"

Du Ling spoke first.

Han Jiaojiao's heart was trembling, she was coming, she was coming, she was coming with a 40-meter melon-killing knife!

She giggled and said, "That's right. I've been seen by others."

I saw the teacher perform three surgeries a day on average, which is not a lie.

Du Ling nodded: "I used to watch it with my parents. Watching it too much is also a learning experience."

"Are Aunt Du's parents also doctors?"

"My father and mother were both field doctors. My grandfather was one of the first doctors to return from overseas. I was raised by my grandfather at that time."

"That's awesome."

Han Jiaojiao was already full of respect for her.

Du Ling's expression suddenly darkened: "I am forty-four this year. I was only nineteen twenty-five years ago. I had just started working for a year. I was studying and working at the same time, and I also met my first love at that time."

When Han Jiaojiao heard the gossip, she became energetic.

Real-life parents’ love story, interesting!

She was curious: "Marrying your first love?"

"We are really close. He is twelve years older than me. He had a baby daughter in his hometown. He joined the army just after getting married. As a result, his wife was killed in a bombing at that time. The first time I saw him

I think this man has a story and is very capable."

Han Jiaojiao knew history, but hearing what happened back then was much more meaningful than reading a textbook.

Du Ling was lost in memories and did not notice the subtle changes in Han Jiaojiao.

She continued: "I got pregnant soon after we got better. He immediately reported it to the organization, and we got married immediately. We gave birth to a son in the first year, another son in the second year, and another son in the fourth year.

I finally gave birth to a daughter."

"Very good!"

"Yes, but it's a pity that the second son was born with birth defects and couldn't be saved. When the younger daughter was born, my husband took care of the older son, but he was lost."

Han Jiaojiao was choked.

The cool breeze is rustling, and it’s so appropriate to talk about such a topic again!

She didn't know what to say.

Du Ling looked sideways and smiled: "I couldn't forgive him, so I took my daughter and separated from him. Later, we encountered turmoil. My grandfather was originally a descendant of the former Qing Dynasty bureaucrats, and my parents' background was not good at that time.

Grandpa and grandpa used many connections to send us abroad."

Han Jiaojiao also knew a little bit about that period of history. She didn't comment, she just sighed sadly.

"Auntie's eldest son just disappeared like this?"

"Well, I divorced him after I couldn't find him after several years of searching."

Han Jiaojiao regretted: "Your ex-husband probably feels bad too. After all, he is also his son."

"Huh, him? If he still had some conscience, these things wouldn't have happened!"

Du Ling suddenly became angry, roared angrily and raised his fists.

When she was hospitalized for childbirth, she asked her ex-husband to take care of her eldest son. Who knew that this scumbag would actually get together with the nanny.

Thinking of that nanny, Du Ling was filled with resentment.

She should have listened to her parents at the beginning, and she would not have ruined her family later.

"Aunt Du, are you okay..."

Du Ling's thoughts were pulled back from the abyss.

She apologized and said: "I'm sorry, what happened before was so uncomfortable."

"It doesn't matter. If you don't want to say it, just forget it."

"I feel comfortable chatting with you. I later went abroad. In addition to taking care of my daughter in these years, I devoted all the rest of my time to work to numb myself. I just got the policy to establish diplomatic relations this year, and I immediately

I applied to return to my country.”

"To find my son?"

"Yes, before I went abroad, I asked a few friends to help me no matter what. When I returned home, they contacted me and I finally got some clues."

Han Jiaojiao was happy for her: "It's a good thing to have clues! You came here also for your eldest son, right? Have you found him?"

"It's almost time. After understanding the situation with the village chief, I think we will find it soon."

"Great! When you find your eldest son, be sure to come to my house and I will prepare a good meal for you!"

Du Ling nodded with tears in his eyes.

Yes, it will definitely happen!

Seeing how cold it was at night, Han Jiaojiao was thinking about Shen Junshan and didn't want to stay any longer. After sending Du Ling to the village chief's house, she hurried home.

Along the way, I heard some gossipy sisters-in-law talking about Shen Jinbao's hospitalization.

When she returned to her third uncle's house, Shen Junshan was already back.

She gossiped: "Did you know that Shen Jinbao had several bones broken? I heard that Hu Hong diagnosed his legs as being useless."

"Um."

Shen Junshan responded briefly, and Han Jiaojiao let out a long sigh: "God is watching what you do, and it's finally been dealt with!"

Seeing her excitement, Shen Junshan felt that he had done the right thing.

Although it is not fair and illegal to commit evil acts, Shen Jinbao wanted to kill Han Jiaojiao, which crossed his bottom line.

There is no witness, and the knife is found in every household. In addition to Shen Jinbao's fingerprints, there may be fingerprints of An Qing and others, which cannot be counted as evidence.

Since Shen Jinbao cannot be sent through formal channels, he must pay the price.

Breaking a few of his bones would already be an advantage.

Shen Junshan still regrets a little. He didn't want to make things too serious, so he didn't act cruelly.

I should have broken a few more of his ribs.

Han Jiaojiao waved her little fist excitedly: "If you want me to know who did the good deeds, I will treat him to a nice drink! It's so enjoyable!"

Sun Shuihua was frightened: "Stop talking, there are so many things going on recently, it's scary."

"Sister Shuihua is not afraid. A gangster like Shen Jinbao just needs a lesson. A beating is good for his physical and mental health. If his legs are not broken today, he will be killed tomorrow. I think he should thank the person who beat him!"

Sun Shuihua was devastated by her fallacies: "Everything you say makes sense. I can't compete with you. Let your man speak."

"My man loves me, and whatever I say is right!"

Han Jiaojiao patted the not-so-arrogant hill and pushed forward with her hands on her hips.

Only then did Shen Junshan realize that it seemed to be different from before...

He realized that his mind was not straight and immediately lowered his head to make up the frame in his hand.

Sun Youmin smiled and said: "What the girl said is right. Jinbao is indeed not a toy. Being beaten is a lesson. Even if Hu Hong's medical treatment is not good, something will definitely happen to him."

"Deserve it!"

Han Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes, pouted and said, "It's a pity that he was beaten by someone else. If he fell into my hands, I would definitely operate on his third leg first!"

Shen Junshan pursed his lips helplessly. He was such a small-mouthed gunman that he would not dare to take action when it came time to do so.

But that's okay, if she really treats Shen Jinbao's three legs as a guinea pig, things will be difficult to handle later.

You can't just soak your delicate eyes in alcohol to disinfect them.

Shen Junshan felt more and more that the black men were right today.

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