"Tang Huai, I really don't know where you came from. I only remember the midwife saying you were the child your grandmother didn't want. I think it wasn't that your biological parents didn't want you. The midwife probably feared that if your biological parents found out you were abandoned, they would blame her, or even kill her. And now that I know this secret, I've become a co-conspirator. To save my own life, how could I dare say another word?"
"What about that midwife?" Tang Huai asked coldly.
"She was from Dabatou Village and has long been dead. She never married or had children," Yang Hongxing said.
"Did she ever mention anything about that baby boy afterward?"
"No, I always thought that she had strangled him, strangled him to death. What's there to ask? If outsiders knew, that would be a crime of murder. Strangling a newborn baby is a grave sin!"
