At this time, my mother, Aunt Guihua, and Aunt Guihua’s little granddaughter probably didn’t want to eat.

Yang Ruoqing returned to her home, grabbed a few handfuls of rice, and cooked some rice.

Tender slices of meat stir-fried with eggs, chives and onions. It’s not spicy. Children and Auntie Osmanthus who are anxious to get angry should eat it lightly.

In addition, I made some sour radish sticks, put a few bowls of rice in a three-layered red lacquered wooden food box that was insulated, and just then set off to send it to Aunt Guihua's house.

Naturally, Aunt Guihua was leaning on the bed, with a handkerchief wrapped around her head, and she was crying, without any appetite at all.

Mrs. Sun sat on the bedside with a meal and persuaded her earnestly.

Yang Ruoqing sat aside and helped Aunt Guihua's little granddaughter eat.

This child's face looks like her father, and her father, although he and Xiao Yu are siblings, he has inherited all the advantages of his parents, and is handsome and graceful, otherwise he would not be able to compete with the young master Ge Ning who comes from a big family.

Look at each other solemnly.

The other one combined all the things that Xiaoyu didn't want and pieced together a cowardly and stupid country man.

But this little girl inherited all her father's appearance, and she looked naive and silly when she was sitting there. Even when she was eating, she seemed a little clumsier than others.

In addition, her mother, Zheng, thought she was pretty and was the village beauty of Zhengjia Village, so she did not like her daughter.

I don't want her now or I will leave her, and I won't come back to see her. The child is only nearly two years old and is not sensible, but she can vaguely feel something and is timid in everything she does. Looking in Yang Ruoqing's eyes, she feels really distressed.

I sincerely lament that this child’s growth requires both parents.

If one of them is missing even slightly, there will be flaws in the child's character.

As a girl, Luo Baobao is the most confident and sunny, courageous and never timid.

This is a sense of security, a subtle sense of security that guides children to explore this novel world.

"Snapped!"

A rattle held by the little girl in front of her suddenly fell to the ground.

This rattle was also brought here by Yang Ruoqing for her to play with, so that she would not feel bored when eating and could eat more bites.

He probably didn't hold it properly with his little hand and dropped it to the ground.

This rattle was also played by Luo Baobao when he was a child. Luo Fengtang bought it from the county town. The drum skin has a pattern of two little monkeys fighting. Children all like it.

Seeing the rattle fall to the ground, the little girl raised her head and looked at Yang Ruoqing timidly. Before Yang Ruoqing could say any words of comfort, she lowered her head, opened her mouth to both sides, and was so scared that she started to shed tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry. If you drop it, just pick it up. Auntie won't blame you. Be good..."

Yang Ruoqing quickly comforted her, but the little girl's mouth began to twitch, as if she was about to cry, and her hands began to tremble.

"Don't cry, dear. Auntie likes you. Come on, auntie picked it up for you. Take it..."

Yang Ruoqing handed over the rattle, but the little girl stepped back and refused to take it.

Instead, he stood up, ran to the bed in a panic, and lay down next to Osmanthus, looking extremely aggrieved.

Yang Ruoqing also came to the bedside, holding a rice bowl in one hand and a rattle in the other. Looking at the little figure lying beside the bed, she was a little at a loss.

Osmanthus sat up, held her little granddaughter in her arms, picked up a cloth tiger tied with cloth strips beside the pillow and handed it to the child to play with.

The child stopped crying immediately and hid in the arms of Osmanthus fragrans, playing with the mouse in his hands.

Guihua raised her head and sighed to Sun and Yang Ruoqing: "This child used to follow her mother. Her mother was too strict with her. When she was eating, she accidentally dropped the spoon on the ground, and her mother slapped the table.

Roar."

"When the child was a little naughty and knocked something over, Mrs. Zheng scolded her, grabbed a feather duster and beat her, and twisted her arms and thighs with her hands. Several times when I gave the child a bath, I saw bruises all over her body.

piece."

"Hey, I was scared out of my wits, and the child's arrogance has been suppressed by Zheng, so he became like this..."

After hearing Guihua's words, Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, and both mother and daughter felt their hearts heavy.

"This is not my biological mother at all, she is my stepmother. Zheng really shouldn't do this!" Sun also condemned.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's not like all stepmothers in the world are bad. Let's just talk about my third sister-in-law Zhao Liu'er, even if they are far away."

"She is so kind to Hong'er who Chen Jinhong left behind. Hong'er is closer to her stepmother than to her biological father. Moreover, the third sister-in-law Liu'er also said that she must wait until Hong'er is four years old before she can

You can play and eat before you consider having your own child," she said.

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Well, I also heard Yongzhi and others talking about this. What Liu'er did is really hard to choose."

Osmanthus smiled bitterly, "If my daughter-in-law was half as good and half as virtuous as Liu'er, our family wouldn't be in such trouble, my Xiao Yu wouldn't be in such trouble, and my poor little grandson..."

"I've only seen that child twice since he was born. What a fat boy that makes people love him."

"Now that one ear is deaf, a good child has been ruined by that vicious wet nurse..."

Thinking of the sad thing, Osmanthus fragrans couldn't help crying again.

Seeing her grandmother crying, the little girl hiding in the sweet-scented osmanthus's arms raised her blank eyes and looked at her, then she lowered her head numbly and continued playing with the cloth mouse.

Beside the bed, Mrs. Sun could only say a few feeble words of comfort, while Yang Ruoqing turned around and put away the dishes.

Ever since Mrs. Zheng entered Uncle Chang Gen's house, the family's luck has taken a turn for the worse.

Without an aunt like Zheng, Xiaoyu, a sister-in-law, would not be implicated like that. Zheng is really a disaster. Fortunately, they are divorced now.

…

That night, Mrs. Sun stayed at Guihua's house to accompany Guihua and wait for Changgen and the others to come back. Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to take the little girl to her home to take care of her, but the little girl was too timid and too naive, so Yang Ruoqing had to

Give up and let her stay with Aunt Guihua.

When the sky was bright, Uncle Chang Gen and the others came back. One carriage passed by, and two carriages came back. In the carriage at the back sat the two masters and servants of Xiaoyu.

When Yang Ruoqing arrived after hearing the news, Uncle Chang Gen and his father Yang Huazhong were sitting around the table in the main room talking. Uncle Daniu and Wang Hongquan also came over. The men didn't look good and sighed, and the table was filled with smoke.

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In Guihua's room next door, a woman's suppressed cries and words of persuasion could be heard.
Chapter completed!