It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Yu Huifang's face turned pale instantly, and her gaze slowly shifted to Zheng Yuan, who looked like she was in a daze behind Wang Weimin.

The dream my daughter told me about last night seems to be coming true.

"Why hand Zheng Yuan over to me?"

Wang Weimin's expression turned sorrowful. "Comrades Qin Fei and Zheng Hua were both murdered last night while trying to help someone on the train."

Yu Huifang's mind was buzzing as if a bomb had exploded; she couldn't even think straight, forgetting the dream her daughter had told her about last night.

It came true!

"No, no, Mom won't raise Zheng Yuan. If you raise her, I won't want you anymore."

The little girl glared fiercely at Zheng Yuan.

Yu Huifang turned to look at her daughter, her heart aching as if stabbed.

The little guy clenched his fists and trembled all over.

She quickly knelt down, picked up her daughter, and comforted her, "Don't get upset, Mommy hasn't agreed yet, and how can you not want Mommy?"

Seeing the little girl's disapproving expression, Wang Weimin said, "Comrade Yu Huifang, Comrade Qin Fei and Comrade Zheng Hua have some things to tell you. Why don't we go inside and talk?"

At this moment, Yu Huifang had no desire to talk about or adopt Zheng Yuan.

The daughter said that after she adopted Zheng Yuan, everyone stopped liking her and only liked Zheng Yuan, which she could not accept.

Jiaojiao's father died in a mission when she was three years old. From then on, her daughter became her only child, and she would never allow anything to harm her daughter.

However, even if you want to refuse, you really need to talk about it. If you refuse so inhumanely, I'm afraid the mother and daughter will be drowned in a sea of ​​criticism.

"Come in!"

She carried her daughter into the house, put her down, and whispered something in her ear. The little girl finally smiled.

The mother said she would not adopt Zheng Yuan.

"Comrade Wang, please have a seat with Yuanyuan. I'll go ask someone to help me ask for leave."

Yu Huifang quickly handed two bottles of soda to Wang Weimin and Zheng Yuan.

"Comrade Yu, thank you for your trouble."

Yu Huifang went next door and found the twelve-year-old boy, asking him to help her ask for leave.

"Comrade Wang, you said that Qin Fei and her husband had something to tell me. What is it?"

Yu Huifang picked up her daughter, who was glaring at Zheng Yuan, without giving Zheng Yuan a second glance, and asked Wang Weimin.

Wang Weimin looked down and took out several envelopes from his satchel.

He handed several envelopes to Yu Huifang. Yu Huifang opened the first one, which contained a bankbook with 2,300 yuan on it.

She calmly put it down, then opened the second envelope, which contained a property deed.

This is the house where Qin Fei and her family of three live now.

She opened the third letter, which contained a note filled with writing.

After reading it carefully, doubts arose in her mind.

The letter was written by Qin Fei, who said that all her relatives were of low character and she dared not entrust them with anything, fearing that Zheng Yuan would be bullied, so she entrusted her to Qin Fei instead.

The house will be left to Zheng Yuan, and the 2,300 yuan will be considered as Zheng Yuan's child support.

The letter also mentioned many things they had done together in the past, and Yu Huifang knew that she was trying to appeal to their emotions.

However, when she tried to appeal to Zheng Yuan's emotions, she did not ask for or beg her to raise Zheng Yuan in her letter.

Instead, they made the final decision, assuming she would agree.

Also, isn't it said that someone was killed while trying to help someone on the return train?

How did you manage to prepare everything so thoroughly?

The money, the property deed, the letter—it all seemed to have been prepared long ago.

The money and property deed could be claimed to have been taken from home through someone else, but the letter...

The handwriting is clear, without any crookedness or sloppiness, just like that of a normal, uninjured person.

It's illogical. Imagine if someone is seriously injured and on the verge of death, and they can't even hold a pen properly, how could they possibly write such a neat and tidy letter?

"Mother……"

Her daughter's trembling voice rang out. Yu Huifang snapped out of her reverie, patted her head, gave her a reassuring smile, and then looked at Wang Weimin.

"Comrade Wang Weimin, I'm sorry!"

Wang Weimin was taken aback, then, as if realizing something, he hurriedly asked, "Comrade Yu, are you unwilling to raise Zheng Yuan?"

Zheng Yuan stiffened slightly and looked up at Aunt Yu, who had always greeted her with a smile.

How could she be so heartless? Her parents are gone, she's an orphan, how can she not be willing to raise her?

Was Aunt Yu faking it all along?

Yu Huifang didn't glance at Zheng Yuan once from beginning to end, so she naturally didn't notice the slightly resentful look in her eyes.

"Comrade Wang Weimin, I am deeply saddened by the passing of Qin Fei and her husband, but raising a child is not just about feeding and drinking her."

Instead, it means taking care of every aspect of her growth.

As you can see, I also have a daughter, and honestly, I simply don't have the energy to take care of another child.

Wang Weimin looked at her with a very puzzled expression. In this day and age, which family doesn't have several children? How could she not have the energy just because she has one more child?

Zheng Yuan also began to panic. She knew exactly what kind of people her parents' relatives were.

If Aunt Yu is unwilling to raise her, then she will definitely be handed over to her father or mother's relatives.

Then her future days will definitely not be easy.

No, Aunt Yu must adopt her.

Thinking this, she suddenly knelt down at Yu Huifang's feet, grabbed her legs, and cried out in pleading:

"Aunt Yu, please don't abandon Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan will be good, she will take care of Jiaojiao, and she will help with housework."

Yu Huifang didn't even realize what was happening when she knelt down and hugged her legs.

"Yuanyuan, this is no small matter for your aunt. Get up!"

He pulled her up with a strong tug.

Just as Zheng Yuan regained her footing, she was pushed down by a strong force.

Wang Weimin reacted quickly, using his foot to brace Zheng Yuan so she wouldn't fall headfirst. He then helped her up, glaring at the culprit with hostility.

Yu Huifang also noticed Wang Weimin's gaze, silently pulled her daughter into her arms, and gently scolded, "Jiaojiao, how could you push your sister Yuanyuan? Apologize to your sister Yuanyuan right now."

Jiaojiao refused, gave a cold snort, and tilted her head to one side.

Helpless, Yu Huifang said to Zheng Yuan, "Yuanyuan, it was your little sister Jiaojiao who was wrong. Auntie apologizes to you, I'm sorry!"

Zheng Yuan wiped away her tears of fright and said sensibly, "Aunt Yu, Jiao Jiao is still young, Yuan Yuan doesn't blame her."

One is sensible and polite, while the other is unreasonable and argumentative; naturally, they give completely different impressions.

Wang Weimin's face turned ugly, and his words were sharp: "Comrade Yu, your way of educating children has truly opened my eyes."

"If I hadn't caught Yuanyuan just now, she would definitely have bumped her head, and you just said such a meaningless thing."

"With the way you spoil your own child, to be honest, I think that Comrade Qin Fei and Comrade Zheng Hua have entrusted Zheng Yuan to you in a bad way."

If you spoil your own child, how can you be good to other people's children?