What did she mean by this question? Could it be that Feng Zhenyang's fifth aunt knew my father? It seemed that she did, so she asked me to come, not because she was a fan of mine, but because she knew my father.
She is Feng Yue’s wife, how could she know my father? Could it be that, like Feng Zhenyang’s mother, she has some deep hatred with our family! Feng Zhenyang’s mother tortured my mother to death, what did Feng Yue’s wife do to my father? She and my father were in love! Later, she abandoned my father in order to marry into a wealthy family!!!
The consequence of watching too many TV dramas is that my imagination is also very rich. Looking at this elegant woman in front of me, I can't help but imagine thousands of youthful stories between my father and his ex-girlfriend. She looks so familiar to me. Could it be that she accidentally peeked at my father's photos when she was a child? It is said that people's memories are best when they are very young.
I looked at the woman in front of me, not intending to hide it, since I couldn't hide it anyway, so I said calmly, "Yes, you... know my father?"
"I guess so, but I don't know if he still recognizes me now." As Feng Zhenyang's fifth aunt spoke, a trace of sadness flashed across her brows.
Based on my experience in filming TV series, I can infer that this woman in front of me has a close relationship with my father, but I can't really say what kind of relationship it is. If she is an ex-girlfriend, she came to me so blatantly and asked about my father's situation. Isn't it intentional to make Feng Yue unhappy
From Feng Zhenyang's words, one can tell how much Feng Yue cares about his wife. The more he cares, the more perverted he is. His wife would be unhappy if she talked to a slightly better man, let alone inquire about her ex-boyfriend.
So what is the relationship between this woman and my dad? A teenage sweetheart? A childhood sweetheart
"By the way, how is your mother's health? I remember that her health has not been very good in the past." Feng Zhenyang's fifth aunt paused and suddenly asked this question.
She is also very familiar with my mother? That's not right! How could my parents be related to the Feng family? They hated Feng Zhenyang's mother because of my biological mother. Now she is related to Feng Zhenyang's fifth aunt? I couldn't figure out the details of the other party, so I just nodded slightly and answered in an official way: "It's fine now."
"That's good. Your mother has been worrying all her life. She worried about her family before she married your father." Aunt Feng Zhenyang spoke as if she was really familiar with my mother, and me as well. She acted like an elder, nagging: "After she married your father, she worried about your father again, and everything in your father's family. You must be filial to her."
"Uh!" I answered indifferently, not knowing how to continue. I wanted to ask her how she knew my parents, but I felt that it seemed too abrupt. She asked me a lot of questions, but I didn't feel abrupt at all.
So she was the one who basically talked. After a moment of silence, she sighed again: "Come to think of it, I haven't seen your parents for many years. I originally thought that I might never have the chance to see them again in this life, until I saw you today. I believe Zhenyang has also told you that my mental state has not been very good. In recent years, even my memory has become worse. It is always easy to forget the things I have done and seen."
"Today I am still here talking to you, but maybe tomorrow I won't remember anything." As she said this, a trace of sadness appeared between her brows, and a bitter smile appeared on the corners of her mouth. She raised her eyes and asked me: "Do you... think it's pitiful that I live like this?"
"No, I think you are very happy." I don't understand why Feng Zhenyang's fifth aunt said these words to me, but what I said was the truth. Although she often forgets some things and acts crazy, at least she can be with the person she loves without any scruples, and this person happens to love her too. And no matter what she becomes, she will still be loyal to her.
In her situation, most people would have abandoned her long ago, not to mention that she was disfigured. In such a situation, Feng Zhenyang would not be able to be loyal. Long-term illness makes no filial son, and the same is true in love.
Feng Zhenyang's fifth aunt is mentally ill, but the way she looks at Feng Yue, and the way Feng Yue looks at her, are so obvious. How I wish I didn't have to know anything and had someone I loved the most by my side. That would be very selfish, but it would really be considered happiness.
Maybe people really can't be satisfied with the status quo. I think she is happy, but she thinks she is unhappy.
Aunt Feng Zhenyang shook her head gently, the worry and sadness in her eyes were so obvious, she looked at me and said: "I don't think so, how can a person who doesn't even know who he is be said to be happy? Every day, I almost can't remember who I am half of the time."
Perhaps she felt that it was too abrupt to say this to a stranger like me, so she asked me before she finished speaking: "Did I delay you?"
"No, no..." I denied hastily. In fact, she did delay me a little bit.
But I don't know why, I just want to hear her continue talking, maybe because of curiosity, the more she talks, the more doubts I have, and I want to know the answer. It may also be that she doesn't give me the impression of a bad person, so I don't dislike this mentally ill, nagging middle-aged woman in front of me.
I am just like this, I rely on my feelings, if I feel something is wrong, I am still not willing to listen to my father. Just like I never want to listen to Li Nan, the first time I met him, his eyes and actions made me feel that he was not a good person.
I was very patient with this woman. When she heard that she didn't delay me, she seemed very happy, and finally a smile appeared on her face: "That's good. In this family, except Guizhi, they don't like to talk to me, let alone listen to me."
"I'm glad you're willing to listen to me." Aunt Feng Zhenyang didn't hide her situation and feelings at all. She sighed softly, looked up at me and said, "Actually, before I came to the Feng family, I had a daughter. If my daughter were still alive, she would be the same age as you."
"Ah! You have a daughter! Are you divorced?" After asking this, I felt like I was stupid. What the hell was I asking? If I accidentally provoked her to go crazy, Feng Yue would definitely beat me to death. I immediately made amends reflexively: "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant..."
Usually when mentally ill patients are asked this kind of question, they will easily become emotional, but Feng Zhenyang's fifth aunt did not. Perhaps because of her age, she seemed to be relieved: "It doesn't matter, I haven't been divorced, but it's almost like a divorce, everything is over. It's just... my daughter, if I wasn't mentally ill, sometimes it would be so serious that I couldn't even remember that I had a daughter, I would definitely keep her by my side."
"Tell me, if my daughter were still alive, would she blame me?" Feng Zhenyang's Fifth Aunt asked me this question, just like the mothers who lost their daughters in all TV dramas.
In fact, if I were her daughter, I would definitely blame her. Although I wouldn't hate her too much, I would definitely have some resentment in my heart. But as an outsider, I was very polite and said something against my will: "No, you didn't mean it. I think your daughter will understand you."
"I hope so." She smiled, suddenly turned her head and looked into the distance, then said to me, "It's getting late, I won't keep you any longer. Please say hello to your parents for me, and tell your father and mother that their friend Yueya is doing well now, and tell them not to worry."
She even dared to introduce herself by her own name, even though it sounded like a nickname, but she dared to ask me to say hello to my parents on her behalf, which meant that she really knew my parents and had a good relationship with them.
If, before my parents started to scold me, I had mentioned what I had seen and heard at the Feng family, and emphasized Fifth Aunt Feng Zhenyang, would they not have blamed me so much, and I... would not have been so deserted by everyone. It seemed like a short year, but when it really started to be tortured, it felt like centuries.
It would be great if I could use this incident to ease the relationship between me and my parents a little.
I had made up my mind, and on the eve of my parents' arrival in Beijing, I racked my brains to organize my words. Early the next morning, I took the initiative to call Shen Shiqi and went to the airport with him to pick him up.
When I met my parents, they both looked unhappy. However, since there were many people at the airport and I was a public figure, they did not blame me on the spot. My father also did not get angry with me like he had done in the past, or even threaten me with death or beat me to death!
It was gloomy all the way until we got in the car. My father finally spoke, and asked me in a gloomy voice: "Jiaying, what's going on between you and the kid from the Feng family? I heard from Shiqi that the news is true! Is it true? Are you really..."
My father has always disapproved of getting pregnant before marriage. He thinks it is shameful. What's more, it was with Feng Zhenyang, which made him feel even more ashamed. He didn't even dare to ask the following questions. He felt that asking them would simply bring shame to his old face.
Shen Shiqi was driving in front, not saying a word, and he wouldn't help me speak like he used to. So now I had to rely on myself, my father was sitting next to me, my heart was beating fast, I calmed down and organized my words, pretending to be calm: "Yes, I... will marry Feng Zhenyang, we are already... and I went to his house to meet his grandfather. Feng Zhenyang is actually a very good person, you don't always have prejudices against him, his family... is also very good."
"Let's talk about his fifth aunt, she's not arrogant at all!" As I was talking, I naturally brought up Feng Yue's wife. While cautiously glancing at my father and mother, I pretended not to know the feud between my family and the Feng family and continued, "And, do you know? Feng Zhenyang's fifth aunt is an old friend of yours! When I left yesterday, she asked me to say hello to you on her behalf. She asked me to tell you that your friend Yueya is doing well now, and you don't have to worry..."
"What did you say! Yueya! You said... the fifth aunt of the boy from the Feng family is called Yueya!" Before I could finish my words, my father suddenly interrupted me excitedly, his emotions more excited than ever before.
Even my usually quiet mother widened her eyes and said, "Jiaying...you...you mean Yueya asked you to say hello to us!"
Then she grabbed my father's hand, her eyes full of tears, and she even stuttered: "Jiaying's father! Jiaying's father! Our Xiaoyue... Yueya... Yueya is still alive!" (To be continued)