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With another sigh, Mrs. Jian said to the warmest of the three, "A Nuan, I know this matter is very painful for you. But you are a mother, and both children need you. , You must learn to be strong, learn to stand up, if you are not strong, how can the two children be strong?"

For this eldest daughter-in-law, the old lady always felt that she was too soft-tempered, and her second daughter-in-law He Yan had two different personalities.

It's okay to have such a warm temper if there is nothing wrong at home, but once something happens, she is useless like this.

She is the long-term concubine of their Jane family, and sometimes she needs her to support the family affairs.

"I will, I will..." The warm voice trembled slightly, but the tone definitely agreed to the old lady.

There was an accident at home, but she was the weakest and most incompetent.

As a mother, she didn't take care of her children, she didn't protect her children, and she hurt them.

She is not a qualified mother.

Old Mrs. Jian said to the three people again: "Today you all go back first, get a good mood, figure out what you should do and how to do it, and when you think about it, come to Xiaoling."

Mr. Jane also agreed with his wife's thoughts: "Your mother is right. Go back and calm down. You are a bit wrong now. As for Xiaoling, your mother and I will take care of it first."

Mr. Jian and Mrs. Jian did not want Jian Shu to see Jian Yiling like the three of them.

Wound healing takes a long time to slowly nourish, not a simple and crude suture operation.

Both the old man and the old lady ordered to drive people away.

Jian Shuhuan, they can only go back if they want to see Jian Yiling.

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When Jian Yujie went home, he was worried. Although the matter had been cleared up, and sister Yiling also said that she had released the video, he still didn't know how to face his mother.

After entering the house, He Yan did not show up as usual, nor did he assign him tasks and restrict his actions as usual.

After a while, Jian Shuhong came back.

Jian Shuhong and his elder brother Jian Shuhua are a bit similar in appearance, but compared to Jian Shuhua, Jian Shuhong is more literary.

In his early fifties, he seemed to have a unique gentle mature temperament.

He Yan went to the door to greet Jian Shuhong who came home after a day of work as usual.

"What's wrong with you? Why is there a wound on your face?" Jian Shuhong asked with concern when he saw a bag swollen on He Yan's forehead.

"This, this is something I just accidentally fell over and knocked on." A trace of embarrassment flashed across He Yan's face.

"Fall? Where did you fall? Is it serious?"

"It's okay, but the floor at home is a bit slippery." He Yan answered cautiously.

Don't dare to show the slightest strangeness.

She cannot let her husband know the true source of her injuries.

"Then be careful next time. Remember to apply medicine to the wound."

All Jian Shuhong saw was the bag on He Yan's forehead, but he didn't know that there were dozens of bruises and swellings on He Yan's body.

"Yeah." He Yan nodded, and prepared dinner for her husband as usual.

In fact, she always hurts to walk, but she can bear it.

She can't let people know about her injuries, nor can people know about her being beaten badly by Jian Yiling.

She had to endure the pain Jian Yiling gave.

But she did not admit defeat, she still had a chance.