I fell through the tunnel and brought my family to live a good life

Mrs. Tang didn't bother to look at the account book anymore, and went directly to her youngest daughter's orchid garden.

The three siblings have a very good relationship. The eldest brother Tang Wenyuan is 25 years old this year, and the youngest sister Tang Wenxin is the same age as Xu Congyi, 14 years old. Tang Wenyuan is married, but he has been away from home these days because he took his wife to Hangzhou for work. Therefore, Mrs. Tang knew that her son would definitely go to his sister's yard.

Mrs. Tang walked through the courtyard and came to the orchid garden with brisk steps. Before she entered the door, she heard the laughter of the brother and sister. She gently pushed open the door and walked in. She saw Tang Wenhao sitting opposite his sister, and the two were talking happily.

Seeing his mother coming in, Tang Wenhao stood up and bowed respectfully to his mother. Mrs. Tang walked to her son and looked him up and down, her eyes full of love and concern.

"Wenhao, you are finally back. How have you been these days?" Mrs. Tang asked gently.

Seeing his mother coming in, Tang Wenhao immediately stood up and saluted respectfully. Although his movements were respectful, his eyes revealed a subtle alienation.

Tang Wenhao smiled slightly, with a hint of relief in his voice: "Mother, I'm fine." But his words seemed to lack a true sense of belonging to home.

Mrs. Tang took her son and daughter's hands and sat down together, and began to chat with them. During the chat, she deliberately did not mention Mr. Tang. The youngest son and the couple were not very close to begin with, and the incident three years ago made the relationship between the father and son reach a freezing point. Although the youngest son and she still chatted as usual, Mrs. Tang knew that the youngest son also resented her in his heart.

Fortunately, with Tang Wenxin, the happy person, the atmosphere is still happy. Tang Wenhao especially dotes on his sister and brings her gifts every time he comes back. Although Tang Wenhao seldom eats with his father and mother at home, he goes home quite often and comes to the Orchid Garden every time he comes back.

Lunch was ready. The servant came to inform her and Mrs. Tang and her son and daughter went to the dining room together.

When the three arrived, Master Tang was already sitting in the main seat, and Tang Wenhao bowed respectfully to Master Tang.

"Father"

"Well, sit down and eat." Mr. Tang still had no expression.

After they were seated one by one, the servants began to bring the exquisite dishes to the table. Mrs. Tang specifically instructed the kitchen to put the dishes on the table in the form of Tang Wenhao's favorites. However, Tang Wenhao felt that the dishes tasted like chewing wax and were difficult to swallow. Every time he ate at home, it was a torture for him, and he couldn't help but recall the scene of eating at Xu's house before.

At the Xu family, the atmosphere at the dinner table was always relaxed and cheerful. Everyone sat together, chatting and laughing, sharing each other's joys and sorrows. But now, sitting in this luxurious restaurant, he could not feel the slightest happiness and warmth, but missed the warm home of the Xu family even more.

He ate his meal in silence, trying not to show any sign of abnormality. The other three people were also quiet, with only the occasional sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding against each other.

"I heard that you've been trying to find out about the former Prime Minister Han Changsi." As soon as Mr. Tang finished speaking, the atmosphere in the dining room instantly became tense. His words didn't sound like questions, but more like inquiries, with unquestionable majesty.

"Yes." Tang Wenhao did not evade or deny. He knew that his father must have known something when he asked him this.

"Nonsense!" Mr. Tang was furious when he heard Tang Wenhao's answer and slammed the table. This sudden action startled Tang Wenxin, and she shuddered involuntarily. Mrs. Tang also looked at Mr. Tang nervously, fearing that he would do something extreme.

But unexpectedly, Master Tang did not continue to lose his temper. Instead, he took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He stood up and said to Tang Wenhao, "Come with me to the study."

Tang Wenhao didn't say much, but followed his father with his head lowered. The two of them left the dining room one after the other and went to the study. Mrs. Tang and Tang Wenxin looked at each other, their hearts filled with worry and confusion.

Arriving at the study, Master Tang closed the door and sat on his own armchair. He looked up at Tang Wenhao standing by the door, his face still serious: "Tell me, why do you want to investigate Prime Minister Han's affairs."

When Tang Wenhao was helping Shen Xiao investigate, he knew that his father would definitely know about it, and this was something he could not deny. In the process of the investigation, he would inevitably use his father's connections and resources, and these actions could not be hidden from his father's eyes.

He was silent for a while, then slowly said: "My son accidentally heard his classmates talk about it, so he was curious, so he looked it up." Tang Wenhao naturally couldn't tell who Shen Xiao was, so he could only use a relatively vague reason to prevaricate.

However, Master Tang was not fooled by his words. He sneered, took a sip from his teacup, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Do you think I don't know who you are investigating for? Although I don't know why he asked you to investigate, I don't mind letting you taste the feeling of losing a friend again."

When Tang Wenhao heard this, the anger in his heart exploded like ignited dynamite. He raised his head abruptly, looked directly into his father's eyes, and said in a trembling and angry voice: "Father! In your heart, do you think human life is so cheap? Isn't it enough that you forced Yuanyuan to death?!"

On that day three years ago, he witnessed the death of his beloved girl.