I never expected Auntie Tang, Yu Xiaoqin's aunt, to know what had happened back then. But she believed the truth was that Yu Xiaoqin had suffered a mental breakdown.
Yu Xiaoqin lowered her head and wept silently, without arguing.
I felt that Yu Xiaoqin herself was beginning to doubt it, too.
Regret and self-blame had made her question her memories and what she had believed back then.
I couldn't argue with Tang Wen, so I could only urge her to calm down.
"What happened back then?" I asked.
Tang Wen managed to calm down, but didn't look at Yu Xiaoqin. "I don't know exactly... I only heard about it from my older sister later. She answered a call from someone at a public phone on the side of the road. It was Grandma, or maybe Grandma on the other side... something like that. After that, she went crazy. She seemed to talk on the phone all the time. Her husband, my sister, and my brother-in-law all seemed to believe her." Tang Wen rubbed her head. "They just went along with her. They even got someone to perform some kind of ritual for the old lady, I think. I was busy with my own life back then... My sister and I were a lot of years apart. She took care of me when I was little; the two of us were just like mother and daughter. This is my younger son. I had another son before him, but he got sick around that time and lay in the hospital for over a year. In the end, he still passed away..." Tang Wen clutched her son's arm. "By the time I found out about all this, her husband had already passed away. My husband went to the funeral. He didn't tell me