My older sister, born in the 1970s, stole my marriage; I took my three treasures and blew up the fam

"What?"

Inside the supply and marketing cooperative.

Ruan Jiaojiao gritted her teeth, almost crushing the phone in her hand.

"Mom! How come you can't even handle a useless piece of trash! You've even gotten yourselves into trouble!"

"Ugh! This is so annoying! They can't even get the job done, and they still have the nerve to ask me for money!"

"Snap!" Ruan Jiaojiao hung up the phone, threw down a dollar, and stormed off.

She never imagined that her parents in the countryside, instead of dealing with Ruan Tinghe and those three bastards, would let them escape!

And it's even listed on the Shanghai Stock Exchange!

Suddenly, Ruan Jiaojiao looked at the woman walking in from the entrance of the family compound.

She was wearing a long, wide, gray-blue shirt and a pair of bulky floral trousers.

His outfit was both rustic and ugly, typical of a country bumpkin, and he was also accompanied by three children.

Why is it that Shen Yan refuses to go home?

and many more!

Ruan Jiaojiao suddenly thought of something. Someone about the same age as her, who also had three children to support.

Is it...

"Ruan Tinghe?" She couldn't help but grab Ruan Tinghe who was passing by, her suspicious gaze sweeping over him from head to toe.

Ruan Tinghe disgustedly shook her off, "Are you sick?"

"You really are Ruan Tinghe!" Ruan Jiaojiao stared at Ruan Tinghe in disbelief, recalling the Ruan Tinghe she had lived with for more than ten years since childhood.

Shouldn't she be timid and weak, too afraid to even lift her head when she sees people?

Shouldn't she be thin and frail, so weak that she would fall over with a gust of wind?

Moreover, my parents clearly said on the phone that Ruan Tinghe worked several jobs a day to raise three illegitimate children, and drew portraits of the dead every day. They were old and ugly, and even smelled of corpses.

But who is this slender, beautiful woman in front of me?

"No, impossible! You absolutely cannot be Ruan Tinghe!"

Seeing Ruan Jiaojiao's surprised and disapproving expressions, Ruan Tinghe quickly distanced herself.

He has some health issues!

She should stay away from it!

Ruan Jiaojiao did not stop Ruan Jiaojiao from walking quickly toward the Yin family's house, but instead turned around and ran to the administration office.

A few minutes later, Ruan Jiaojiao came out looking horrified.

"It really is that little bitch Ruan Tinghe!"

Ruan Jiaojiao gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her nails almost tearing the fabric apart!

"Why don't you just die?! How dare you bring that little bastard all the way to Shanghai?!"

Ruan Jiaojiao was so angry that she muttered to herself, her whole body trembling with rage, her eyes reddening as if she were about to spew flames.

"Don't even think about taking my Shen Yan away! Only I can be this military wife!"

Ruan Jiaojiao glared fiercely in the direction of the Yin family, her panic and anger gradually cooling down.

Based on her understanding of Shen Yan, if Shen Yan knew that the three children Ruan Tinghe had given birth to were his offspring, he would definitely not let them live in the Yin family, but would bring them back and announce the children's identities in public.

But Shen Yan didn't, which means that Shen Yan still doesn't know the child's true parentage.

Ruan Tinghe probably didn't know that Shen Yan was the man from that night, otherwise she would have already clung to Shen Yan and married into the Shen family with her child, instead of claiming to be a widow.

"Hehe." Ruan Jiaojiao burst out laughing. "Idiot! You deserve to be my stepping stone for life!"

Two people who have slept together can't recognize each other even when they're face to face!

What else could it be but stupidity!

If you can't recognize it now, then never recognize it!

After calming down, Ruan Jiaojiao quickly noticed the mailbox hanging on the outer wall of the administration office, which had the words "Complaint Box" written on it.

"Ruan Tinghe, you'd better get lost, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Meanwhile, Ruan Tinghe returned to the Yin family home, only to find no one there!

"Da Bao, Er Bao, Xiao Bao!" she shouted loudly.

The courtyard remained quiet.

She frowned as she walked into the living room. "Grandma Qin, Aze?"

Still no response.

"Could they have gone out?"

Ruan Tinghe looked around worriedly; the children couldn't have gone out without a word.

Sure enough, she found a painting on the coffee table.

The map above shows the residential compound, with a winding arrow pointing the way on the road.

From the Yin family home, the path leads all the way to the gate of the residential compound. Go outside, turn left, and then in the corner of the paper is a large building with the words "State-owned Shopping Mall" written on it.

The paper was turned over, and a line of neatly written words was on the back.

"Mommy, Great-Grandma took us to the state-run shopping mall!"

Knowing where they were, Ruan Tinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

She went upstairs, intending to take a nap before continuing.

As soon as I entered the room, I was tightly hugged by three pairs of small hands.

"Mom! You're finally back!"

"Mom! I miss you so much!"

"Awooo!"

Ruan Tinghe looked down and saw the three little ones looking up at her with their pink and tender faces and their bright eyes filled with affection.

Xiao Bao tugged at Er Bao in protest, "Awooo!"

Erbao sighed, "Okay, okay, I'll translate for you."

"Mommy, Xiaobao said she dreamed about..."

Before Erbao could finish speaking, Ruan Tinghe was so frightened that she covered his mouth.

In her mind, there was a picture of them honestly "meeting" in the bathroom!

"Don't talk nonsense! Dreams are all fake! You know that?"

Erbao nodded obediently.

Xiao Bao blinked his big eyes in confusion. Was it fake? But the clothes his mother was wearing were exactly the same as in his dream.

Fine, if Mom says it's fake, then it's fake.

"You two spoiled brats! How long are you going to keep hogging Mommy?!" Da Bao pouted angrily, feeling neglected, and crossed her arms in protest.

Xiao Bao grinned at him, and Da Bao immediately deflated.

"Alright, then you can have Mom all to yourself for a bit!"

A little figure ran downstairs, calling out, "Mommy, I'll bring you your food!"

Da Bao quickly brought over a large bowl of steaming hot preserved meat rice. "Mom, eat up! I've kept it warm in the pot! It's still warm. Grandma Qin's preserved meat rice is super delicious."

Ruan Tinghe affectionately patted his head, took the bowl, and corrected him, "Dabao, it's Great-Grandma!"

Da Bao smiled sheepishly, "I called you by the wrong name again!"

"Big brother is so silly! I wouldn't make a mistake! Mom, did you see the drawing I made? Did I call you the right name?"

"Of course," Ruan Tinghe tapped Erbao's nose, "but how could you lie to your mother? Didn't you say you went to the state-run shopping mall with Great-Grandma?"

Erbao pouted, "Erbao didn't lie to Mom. We were going to go, but we were afraid Mom would miss us when she came back, so we didn't go."

"But Great-Grandma promised to bring us candy!"

Xiao Bao stuck out her bottom, twisted it, pushed Er Bao aside, and then climbed up Ruan Tinghe's thighs with both hands and feet.

Ruan Tinghe knew that the clingy little baby wanted a hug, so she sat down, put the food on the table, and hugged the little baby.

Xiao Bao let her kiss him before picking up his chopsticks and poking at a piece of cured meat to feed Ruan Tinghe.

"Ah~"

Her chubby little fingers gripped the chopsticks shakily, and the piece of cured meat trembled so much it almost fell off.

Ruan Tinghe ate the food in one bite, took away the chopsticks, and said, "Mom can eat by herself, Xiaobao can stay with Mom."

Xiao Bao looked at his chubby little hands with a troubled expression and sighed silently.

It's all because she's too young; she can't even hold chopsticks properly. Otherwise, she could feed her mother!

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she slid down Ruan Tinghe's leg and ran away.

Ruan Tinghe had no idea what she was up to again.