Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

Although Han Yuzhu and his wife left, Mr. Han was still very angry, his face was as black as charcoal, and Han Jingchuan ate his food expressionlessly, he didn't care if the old man would die of anger.

"Eat this."

Han Jingchuan clumsily peeled a crab, scooped the crab roe into Su Mei's plate, and gnawed on the crab's legs, including the shell and meat, and vomited after tasting the taste. He didn't have the patience to peel it, so he usually only likes Meat, crab and shrimp are rarely eaten.

Su Mei really shook her head, what a good crab, let this guy ruin it, she snatched half of the crab from Han Jingchuan's hand, peeled a plate of meat neatly, put it in front of Han Jingchuan, and said in a low voice: " It's a waste for you to eat like that."

Han Jingchuan's indifferent face suddenly cracked, and he grinned, like the ice and snow had just melted, and the spring blossoms, even the angry old man Han couldn't care less about being angry, how could the youngest son still laugh?
Still smiling so nicely?
The old man stared at him stupidly as if he had just met his son for the first time, but Han Jingchuan just smiled, and then returned to his indifferent face, eating crab meat expressionlessly, without even looking at his old man.

Lin Manru, who had a very low sense of existence, also raised her eyes, and looked at Han Jingchuan. She was a little surprised and puzzled. She felt that this young man was very familiar, yet strange, and had other unusual feelings.

But Lin Manru quickly thought of something, and his eyes became disgusted and cold. Han Jingchuan felt it, and raised his head to look at Lin Manru. In fact, the eyes of the mother and child were very similar, the same Danfeng eyes, but at this moment they were as cold as thousands of years of ice. Han Jingchuan's eyes There was no emotion in Lin Manru's eyes, but loathing and hatred.

Han Jingchuan clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and became short of breath, but this time his eyes did not turn red, and he looked calm. He looked at Lin Manru, the woman who gave him life, without showing any weakness.

But it was also this woman who ruined half of his life. If he hadn't met Su Mei, it might have been his whole life that was ruined.

He used to love this woman very much, but now he neither hates nor loves her anymore. He wants to live a good life and be with Su Mei.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more heavy, both Su Zhiyong and Xia Yanqiu could feel it, they smiled embarrassingly, not daring to show their breath, Mr. Han clumsily peeled off a crab, and asked courteously: "Manru, what is your favorite crab?" crab."

Lin Manru gave him a cold look, pointed at Han Jingchuan and said coldly, "Let him go, don't let him come to my house!"

"Manru, he's Jing Chuan, our youngest son, don't you know him?" Mr. Han felt bitter. It's been 15 years and his wife still can't get out. When will this be the end?
Han Jingchuan's fists clenched even tighter, and there was blood on the edge of his lips, which was bitten by him, but he still looked very calm, only Su Mei who was sitting next to him knew that he must be very heartbroken now, being so hated by his biological mother , I don't know how Han Jingchuan got here these years?
Su Mei was suddenly very angry in her heart, angry at Lin Manru's cruelty and indifference, angry at Mr. Han's selfishness, only caring about his wife's feelings, but not caring about his son's life or death. This couple really did not deserve to be Han Jingchuan's parents.

"I don't have a son like him. He harmed my Jing Yan. He is my enemy. Let him go, go..."

Lin Manru was suddenly emotional, and screamed hysterically as before, staring at Han Jingchuan with hatred, as if he wanted to kill someone.

"Don't be angry, I'll let him go, don't be angry, your body can't be angry anymore."

Mr. Han was worried about his daughter-in-law's health, so he had to wink at Han Jingchuan, wanting him to avoid him temporarily. Han Jingchuan's eyes darkened, and he was about to get up, but was held down by Su Mei. She grabbed the man's hand. At this moment, this The seemingly strong man is actually fragile.

People who look strong on the surface are not really strong. They just don’t know how to cry or make trouble. Like Lin Manru, they go crazy when they are unhappy, and they have been crazy for so many years. Fragile?
I'm so fragile, I went to seek death a long time ago, and I'm still alive after 15 years, which shows that I haven't reached the point where life is worse than death.

"Why do you want Brother Han to leave? Isn't this his home? What did he do wrong?"

Su Mei asked loudly, Han Jingchuan is her man now, she can't let her man be wronged.

Aunt Song, who was wiping tears in the kitchen, couldn't help being stunned when she heard the movement outside, and then she was overjoyed, clasped her hands together and kept saying, "Bodhisattva bless, Xiaochuan finally has someone who loves him dearly, Amitabha!"

In fact, she had wanted to say this sentence a long time ago, and Xiao Chuan had done nothing wrong, so why should he blame Xiao Chuan for Han Jingyan's death?

Mr. Han was stunned. He didn't expect Su Mei to say these words at all. In the past, whenever Lin Manru went crazy, he would tell Han Jingchuan to avoid him and come back when Lin Manru calmed down so as not to irritate his wife. something is wrong.

After all, Lin Manru's body is weak, and his spirit is even more fragile. The doctor said that he can't be stimulated anymore. He must take care of his wife first. As for the youngest son, Aunt Song is taking care of him. His daily life is fine, so don't worry.

Su Zhiyong was taken aback, and couldn't stop winking at Su Mei. This dead girl is so bold that she dared to contradict Mr. Han. She hasn't married into Han's family yet, does this dead girl really think she is sure?
Su Mei pretended not to notice, still holding Han Jingchuan's hand, straightened her back and said loudly, "Uncle Han, do you also think that Brother Han Jingyan's death is the fault of Brother Han?"

Han Jingchuan's body trembled, and his eyes became colder. Su Mei turned her head and smiled at him, and said softly, "It's not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself."

"No...you don't know..."

Han Jingchuan's voice became dry. He was indeed at fault for his elder brother's death. If he had run faster, his elder brother might not have died.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Jing Yan back then, but when the accident happened, Brother Han, you were only eight years old, and you were still a child. You couldn't do anything. Brother Jing Yan was killed by those bad guys, and so were you. Victims, we living people, what we should do more is to catch those bad guys and avenge Brother Jing Yan, rather than hurting our loved ones, Hurry up, Uncle Han, do you think I am right?"

Mr. Han's expression became serious. In fact, he always knew that the youngest son did nothing wrong, but Lin Manru didn't know. She always thought that Jing Yan was killed by the youngest son, and couldn't listen to a word he said. .

"What do you know? He killed my Jing Yan. My excellent Jing Yan died so badly. Why didn't he die, why did my Jing Yan..."

Lin Manru yelled like a madman, his eyes were straightened, and he wanted to rush over to hit someone, but was hugged by Mr. Han.