She watched Xiao Yuan being pushed into the crematorium with her own eyes, and the girl in front of her, except that her eyes looked a bit like Xiao Yuan, there was no similarity between the two. She could never be Xiao Yuan.
Aunt Zhuang's attitude suddenly changed, and she snorted coldly: "You must be like that guy Gu Cheng, who wants to seize the old man's family property, so you come here to make up lies, right? I tell you, as long as I, Zhuang Ju, live, I will I won’t let the tricks of you villains succeed.”
Xia Yuanqiu was shocked: "Aunt Zhuang, what do you mean by this? Gu Cheng wants to seize grandpa's property?"
Aunt Zhuang frowned: "Who is your grandfather? Stop trying to get married here. Although the old man has no offspring, he is not confused at all. There is no way he will be deceived by people like you. You'd better save it!"
Xia Yuanqiu was frightened when she thought of the situation where Aunt Zhuang had just been tied here. She quickly asked: "Aunt Zhuang, I can't explain much to you now. Tell me, where is grandpa now?"
Aunt Zhuang turned her head away from her seemingly sincere and anxious eyes: "I won't tell you. If you can, kill me. If you can't, get out of Meiyuan."
Xia Yuanqiu didn't want to waste any more time. She helped Aunt Zhuang get up, placed her on a single sofa in the corner of the garage, and said: "Today is Xiao Yuan's death anniversary. Grandpa must have gone to the cemetery. Although I don't know who you are." Who is tied here, but I believe it has something to do with Gu Cheng, maybe Gu Cheng has already gone to Gongmu Garden, I want to save grandpa, you need to rest for a while!"
Xia Yuanqiu's expression, tone, and even behavior when he spoke were exactly the same as the Xiao Yuan she was familiar with. Xiao Yuan was raised by her, just like her own child. How could she not be familiar with him? She grabbed Xia Yuanqiu and asked anxiously: "You, you said you are Xiao Yuan?"
Xia Yuanqiu nodded, patted the back of her hand gently, his eyes were reddish, and said with a smile: "I still remember that spring rain, you fell down at the school gate in order to bring me delicious food, and the food was also You had no choice but to buy me a box of steamed dumplings from a roadside restaurant. That was the first time I ate dumplings, and they tasted very delicious. Since then, you have learned to make dumplings. If you like leek and egg stuffing, add a little ham inside, and add pepper to the dipping sauce, you still think I have a strong taste!"
Aunt Zhuang was so excited that her hands kept shaking. Even the old man didn't know much about these things. Only she and Xiao Yuan knew that the girl in front of her was describing it word for word and clearly, as if she was recalling those years. The interesting stories did not seem to be recounting other people's deeds at all. She almost believed it. She believed that the girl in front of her was the little Yuan she had brought up.
But in her mind, the scene of Xiao Yuan's cold body being pushed into the furnace suddenly appeared. She personally arranged the burial of Xiao Yuan's ashes. How could it be possible? How could the girl in front of her be Xiao Yuan? This is impossible.
"Who are you? Why do you know these things? Did Xiao Yuan tell you before?" Aunt Zhuang knew in her heart that the girl in front of her was probably Xiao Yuan's former friend. If the relationship between the two was good enough, Xiao Yuan would also be very good. Maybe he would tell her these private things.
But she couldn't accept that Xiao Yuan's friend would come to pretend to be Xiao Yuan in order to deceive him.
Seeing that Aunt Zhuang still refused to accept her identity, Xia Yuanqiu said nothing more and said: "When I come back, I will tell you exactly what happened. Now I want to go find grandpa!"