ebookland Chapter 230 Eight years ago, it was my great-uncle who took my aunt away.
Chapter 230 Eight years ago, it was my great-uncle who took my aunt away.
One weekend, Zhan Guiting's parents missed Yoyo so much that they took the little one to stay at Zhan's house for a few days. However, Zhan Guiting was also extremely busy at his company during those days and simply didn't have time to take care of the little one.
Qin Yimo and Zhan Weiguo were also going abroad to attend an old friend's wedding. They wanted to take Youyou with them, but the little girl said she had something more important to do, catching ghosts, and couldn't go, so they didn't take her with them.
At this time, the Zhan family's old residence
Today is the anniversary of Zhan Weimin's death. Grandpa Zhan planned to visit the mother and daughter at the cemetery. He didn't intend to take Youyou with him, but the little one insisted on going with him.
If Yoyo is going, then the triplets definitely can't possibly not come along.
Upon arriving at the cemetery, Grandpa Zhan discovered fresh flowers and some food placed in front of Zhan Weimin's wife's grave, all of which were his wife's favorite foods.
Old Master Zhan's eyes flashed, and he and Old Madam Zhan exchanged a glance. Zhan Weimin must have been here.
But since this kid returned to China, there's been absolutely no news about him.
But thinking about it, it's not surprising. Zhan Weimin only comes back once a year on the anniversaries of his wife and daughter's deaths, and he avoids them even during holidays.
“Great-grandfather, it seems someone has been here.” Zhan Jingyang looked at the things and could tell at a glance that they had been placed there just a few minutes ago, and that person had probably just left.
"is it him?"
Yoyo suddenly pointed to a man under a big tree not far away and asked.
Their eyes all turned to the direction YoYo was pointing, and there stood a man behind a big tree.
The man thought the tree was providing good shelter for him, but he underestimated his overweight figure; the tree was simply not enough to hide him.
Grandpa Zhan recognized the man at a glance and called out, "Zhan Weimin."
Zhan Weimin emerged slowly and disheveled from behind the tree.
"It really is you! You little rascal, why didn't you say you were coming back? Why aren't you home? Are you trying to rebel?" Old Master Zhan looked at his second son, whom he hadn't seen for almost eighteen years, feeling both angry and happy.
"Come here, let me introduce you to this little rascal. This is my precious great-granddaughter, named Yoyo. She's three years old and has triplets."
“Oh my, this is your great-grandfather’s son, your grandfather’s younger brother, we call him Uncle.”
Grandpa Zhan instinctively picked up Yoyo to show her off, completely unaware that Zhan Weimin's face was gradually darkening, becoming increasingly cold and gloomy.
There's no way around it, it's an old habit of Grandpa Zhan's. He still can't shake his habit of showing off to everyone he meets. It seems he wants the whole world to know that he has a lovely great-granddaughter who is as delicate as a porcelain doll, so that the whole world will envy him.
However, in that instant, he forgot that the person he was showing off to was Zhan Weimin, who had lost his wife and daughter.
It's somewhat unethical to openly flaunt your wealth in front of others like that.
Grandpa Zhan quickly realized what was happening, cursed himself inwardly, but didn't regret it.
Zhan Weimin pursed his lips, lowered his head, and seemed lost in thought.
Yoyo tilted her little head up, curiously looking at her uncle.
Hmm, this uncle has black aura and a murky aura, but it's very weak and comes and goes.
Master said that the dark energy is very weak and appears and disappears intermittently because the host is suffering in his heart, struggling with and unable to let go of something.
"Uncle, you're not allowed to bully my aunt, or I'll beat you to a pulp!" Yoyo suddenly said.
"what happened, Babe."
Grandpa Zhan knew that Youyou wouldn't have warned Zhan Weimin like that without a reason; she must have figured something out to say that, so he quickly asked.
"Great-grandfather, 100 years ago, he was the one who took my aunt away and then threw her away." The little guy puffed out his cheeks and said in a cute but fierce way, even making a throwing motion. He was so adorable, soft, and sweet.
"Little sister, it wasn't 100 years ago, it should be 18 years ago," Zhan Jingyang patiently corrected.
Why is this girl so obsessed with the number 100?
Grandpa Zhan's eyes widened suddenly, surprised yet somewhat expected.
In fact, during the investigation into Zhan Jinxi's abduction, he had already guessed a thing or two, but he never had any concrete evidence to prove that Zhan Weimin was the one who did it.
Now that Yoyo has said so, Zhan Jinxi's abduction eighteen years ago must be related to Zhan Weimin.
"Ha, a child's joke has made you doubt your own son. It seems that after all these years, I still don't hold much weight in your heart. From beginning to end, the only person you value most is Zhan Weiguo."
Looking into Old Master Zhan's eyes, Zhan Weimin knew that Old Master Zhan now thought of him as a heinous scoundrel.
Ah, he's used to it; it's always been like this since he was a child.
In his heart, Zhan Weiguo was his biological son, while he was just someone who came to their family to make up the numbers, and was dispensable.
"Yes, I value Zhan Weiguo, but it's because he has never let me down, while you have embarrassed me time and time again."
Old Master Zhan didn't want to recall what had happened before. He took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Tell me, did you do it? Eighteen years ago, did you take away the daughter Qin Yimo gave birth to?"