Her own son, for five hundred yuan, deceived her.
That kind of statement, just listening to it, made Ding Baijie's heart feel cold.
Both her sons had been brought up by her from childhood, and she had never left the countryside from when they were born until they grew up.
One of the main reasons she never went out to work was that she didn't want her children to be without their mother.
The pitiful look of many left-behind children in the countryside was vivid in her mind, and for her two sons, Ding Baijie had always been very attentive.
Afraid that her sons would suffer any grievances.
But what she didn't expect was that her own son would betray her.
"Xiao Yan, are you telling the truth?"
Ding Baijie couldn't believe what Li Zhiyan had said, or rather, she was unwilling to believe it. As for Zhang Wu, she had already lost complete hope and even hated him to the bone.
