Zhu's voice is hoarse, as if she seldom speaks; her Ningzhou accent is not pure.
In short, she was a beauty when she slept, and when she woke up, she woke up everyone else.
Ancestor Yeman doesn't care. It's strange that the Zhu family can still be beautiful after being oppressed for more than ten years.
So what kind of beauty is damaged by battle? It's enough when Zhu closes her eyes. Battle damage is not caused by acting, and her contrast is quite provocative.
No one blamed Zhu for being bad, they only blamed Luo for not being a good person.
Rong Cuiyun was not a good person, so she finally didn't dare to come over.
The scolding there was crazy, but Du Yu completely suppressed it. It was like a pack of dogs, roaring.
The roar did not frighten Mr. Zhu.
Ye Man thought to himself, the Rong family is used to making noise every day.
The Rong family is also used to the oppression.
Ye Man didn't pay attention, and brought some water to feed Zhu carefully, while comforting her: "I understand, you don't need to say anything, just come and drink water."
Zhu felt uncomfortable, so she instinctively drank water and felt better.
She looked at her daughter. There were scars all over her face and her fingers were broken. This was not a good thing.
Mrs. Zhu burst into tears again and said forcefully: "You are not my daughter."
Ancestor Yeman coaxed her: "I understand, don't worry. You are not in good health, so don't get excited. You must take good care of your body. Don't you still have a son? If you were not here, wouldn't he become an orphan?"
Mrs. Zhu lowered her head and cried.
The ancestor coaxed her: "So, you will not die, and he will be fine. You are lucky. If you cannot give birth to an unfilial daughter like Rong Cuiyun, you are not worthy."
Du Hu felt sad and said, "Isn't that right? Look, you can give birth to a daughter like this?"
Mrs. Zhu took one look but didn't dare to take a second look. Of course she didn't deserve it.
It's noon now.
The wife came over carrying a food box.
Yang Yue came out with a bowl of chicken soup.
Ancestor Yeman coaxed Mrs. Zhu: "Listen to me, don't say anything, just drink some soup first."
Zhu looked at her thin face and small hands, which looked a bit like Rong Cuiyun. She was tough and had to listen to her. But what she said was different.
Mrs. Zhu saw that there were some scars on her face, but her skin was still good and started to glow in the sun, which made people feel comfortable.
She has a pair of innocent eyes, like a child's expectation or admiration.
Zhu opened her mouth.
Yeman fed her chicken soup, which had a lot of medicine added to it.
Zhu's health is extremely bad, and it would take a lot of effort for the ancestors to raise her.
For the time being, we can only hang on to her life.
Or, relieve some of the side effects of those messy medicines like detoxification.
Mrs. Zhu drank too much medicine. Although she didn't understand it very well, she also knew that this chicken soup was extraordinary and she felt very comfortable after drinking it.
She hasn't been this comfortable for a long, long time.
I finished the bowl without realizing it.
A boy quickly brought a bag.
Ancestor Yeman took it, put it aside, placed it on the table, and opened it.
Inside are a few pieces of well-protected mung bean cake, which seem to still have a fragrant aroma.
Yeman picked up a piece, broke it apart, ate half of it for herself and fed half to Mrs. Zhu.
Mrs. Zhu ate slowly, it was delicious.
Yeman shared another two pieces of food with her and said calmly: "I brought this from Ningzhou."
Zhu almost choked, but fortunately she swallowed it and quickly opened her mouth.
Ye Man coaxed her: "I understand, you don't need to tell me. I don't know if this mung bean cake tastes like what you have eaten before?"
Mrs. Zhu burst into tears.
Countless people sighed.
Someone started crying along with him.
The daughter of a wealthy family like Du Hu also tasted the taste of mung bean cake.
My daughter brought this to me all the way, so I don't recognize her because Zhu is from Ningzhou.
How long has it been since I tasted the taste of my hometown? Who would care? It can only be my biological daughter.
An old lady spoke with a thick accent and choked with sobs: "My daughter is such a considerate person. I miss my pea cakes all the time."
Another businessman said: "The water chestnut cake is delicious."
The businessmen in Dongshi came from all over the country, including those outside Dazheng, so they all felt homesick for a while.
Although there are many people who scold the ancestor, there are still more passers-by.
Although the passers-by will not all start arguing, their emotions will be greatly affected.
Some people were so noisy that their voices were hoarse. It was noon and they wanted to eat.
After all, Rong Cuiyun couldn't play the role of Patriarch. Her style of painting was too inconsistent, and Patriarch was different.
What's more, why did Rong Cuiyun scare Mrs. Zhu at home? She became disobedient when she came out.
Whether Zhu recognizes her or not, who she is close to is a big problem.
What's more, Zhu doesn't look stupid.
Rong Cuiyun is not stupid either. It is not easy for her to get over it now.
The wife of the Chen family came to the Zhu family.
Mrs. Li asked: "You also want to eat mung bean cake? This child brought it from Ningzhou, and it only cost a few yuan. If you want to eat it, just ask someone to bring it to you from Ningzhou."
The wife of the Chen family looked at Mrs. Li and finally endured it.
The Guo family's wife is also here. Maybe the Guo family is tied with the Meng family, but it is easy to deal with the Chen family.
Miss Guo sighed: "We daughters are not as good as little ladies." This is not a provocation, but it is very true. "We have never suffered hardship since we were young. We don't know how difficult the relationship between mother and daughter is."
Dujuan is very smart: "Compared to being torn apart, it's better for mother and daughter to be together."
Rong Cuiyun's daughter-in-law is very powerful: "I brought this mung bean cake from Ningzhou, can it still be eaten? I don't know that Mrs. Zhu is not in good health?"
Du Hu jumped up and said, "Are you blind? Didn't you see the mother and daughter eating together? If the little lady is not poisoned to death, and Mrs. Zhu San is poisoned to death by you, then it is your business!"
Someone suddenly realized: "It's so terrible!"
I get scared when I think about it: "No wonder the little lady wants to eat with my mother."
Those who knew, sneered: "The Rong family has long wanted to kill Mrs. Zhu San. It is rare to find such a good opportunity."
Someone thought even more deeply: "The little lady has come all the way here just to see her biological mother? The Rong family has been blocking her from seeing her. Rong Cuiyun deliberately brought her out today, and she was sure that the little lady would definitely come, so I don't know if
How many poisonous attacks are waiting for you."
Public outrage: "I didn't see the poison move, but such a large group of people came together by chance."
"Aren't they scolding the little lady harsh enough?"
Someone booed: "I wonder who is more vicious than Rong Cuiyun's biological mother who scolded her for exterminating her children in exchange for her daughter?"
Saying this, everyone used the vicious words just now to send greetings to Rong Cuiyun's biological mother to the exchange child again.
Especially, the tragic situation of Zhu's mother and daughter is here.
Everyone's scolding becomes more genuine.
In Dongshi, people come from all over the world. They have seen many joys and sorrows in the world, and they have been scolded for more vicissitudes of life.
Mrs. Zhu was in the middle, listening to these strange curses and feeling a little scared.
Even if she wasn't scolded, it might fall on her in the end.
Just like Rong pretended to be able to suppress Luo Shi, but in the end the problem was not solved.
Mrs. Zhu was able to breathe, and said cruelly: "You are not my daughter."
Ancestor Yeman's face remained calm, she looked so cold, and she didn't get excited when she saw her biological mother. Her voice was quite nice: "I understand."