As soon as Liu Xiangmei rushed into the infirmary, she saw the weak child lying on the bed.
She looked at Da Ya on the left and Er Ya on the right, with panic and helplessness in her eyes.
Like an extremely tight bowstring.
At this moment, she didn't even know which child she should take the initiative to care about.
Jiang Ning watched silently from the side.
She could feel the strong aura emanating from Liu Xiangmei's body.
This mother is not indifferent to what is happening in front of her.
even……
She hurts more than the child...
Feelings of distress.
It hurt so much that I lost consciousness.
After Liu Xiangmei's eyes touched the two children, tears fell down.
It's the kind of tears that can't be controlled, dripping down one by one.
She didn't even notice it, didn't even wipe it.
The tears of sadness and pain just kept flowing.
The atmosphere was quiet.
Da Ya looked at Liu Xiangmei who finally appeared and shouted with a sob.
"Mother……"
This call of mother was the fear and discomfort that the little girl had hidden in her heart for a long time.
She finally saw her relatives.
This call of mother also revived Liu Xiangmei's sanity.
She rushed to Daya's bed, grabbed Daya's small hand with both hands in panic, wrapped her tightly in her palm, and kept rubbing her back and forth.
Feel your child's body temperature to calm yourself down.
"Da Ya, mom is here, don't be afraid, mom is here..."
Talking and talking.
Liu Xiangmei choked heavily on her words, and the vocal cords in her throat were almost trembling.
"Da Ya, does it still hurt? Is it uncomfortable? Just bear with it, it's okay...it will pass soon...as long as you obey and take the medicine, the disease will be cured soon...it will be fine! Our Da Ya It will be fine!"
"...Well, Daya listens to mother."
Daya nodded gently, staring at Liu Xiangmei with longing eyes, sniffing aggrievedly, but still holding back from crying.
This scene.
This is probably the current situation of Liu Xiangmei’s family.
A careless and ashamed mother, a sensible and reserved daughter.
My mother forced herself to be patient, and it would get over if she tolerated it.
He also taught his daughter to be patient, and it will get over if she endures it.
Neither of them realized how wrong this idea was.
Jiang Ning listened, his eyebrows knitting together tightly.
After Liu Xiangmei looked at Daya, she turned to look at Erya on the other side of the hospital bed.
However.
A figure stood firmly in front of Liu Xiangmei and asked her coldly and sternly.
"Liu Xiangmei, do you have any intention?"
No one expected that the person who said these words turned out to be Wang Chunxia.
Wang Chunxia has not had much contact with her sisters-in-law in the compound. Usually when her sisters-in-law gossip, Wang Chunxia just listens and never makes a sound.
First of all, it was a matter of background. Wang Chunxia was from the countryside, so her sisters-in-law naturally looked down upon her.
Secondly, Wang Chunxia doesn't like to interfere with these things and just wants to live her own little life.
But today.
Wang Chunxia stood upright, staring at Liu Xiangmei coldly, her strong figure blocking Erya on the hospital bed behind her.
She is like a mountain and a protector.
Wanting to protect the haggard and thin child behind him.
Wang Chunxia wants a child so much, it doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, she just wants a child...
But Liu Xiangmei, who has two biological children, is so irresponsible.
The anger in Wang Chunxia's chest was completely ignited.
She had never been so angry.
If Liu Xiangmei hadn't been a woman, she would have wanted to do it directly.
Wang Chunxia took a deep breath, and her deep words pressed down on Liu Xiangmei's heart.
"Liu Xiangmei, Daya and Erya are your biological daughters. Didn't you know at all that they had a cold and a fever? You locked them at home! Did you know that they almost had a fever?"
"If Sister Ning hadn't had sharp ears, she heard Da Ya's cry and rushed into the house to take a look. Maybe these two children would have been burned to death!"
"When I took my temperature just now, it was over thirty-nine degrees! It was over thirty-nine degrees! When Da Ya couldn't bear the pain, she kept calling for her mother, but where are you? Liu Xiangmei, where are you? ?”
Wang Chunxia said this with gritted teeth and heartache.
She tensed up and her eyes became more serious.
"Liu Xiangmei, if you take care of your children like this, are you still qualified to be a mother?"
This sentence.
Put it another way.
That's it - Liu Xiangmei, you are not worthy of being a mother!
For a woman, this is undoubtedly the most poignant indictment.
Under Wang Chunxia's accusations, Liu Xiangmei's face turned pale, her hands tightly grasped the clothes on her body, and she could not even utter a word of rebuttal.
at the same time.
When Liu Xiangmei rushed to the infirmary just now, she was not alone, there were several sisters-in-law behind her.
The sisters-in-law stood outside the door and did not come in, but they could still hear these words clearly.
Wang Chunxia had already talked about this, and they also followed suit.
"Liu Xiangmei, it's okay if you don't care about your children on weekdays, but how can you ignore a sick child? This will cause big trouble."
"You didn't see the scene at that time. The two children were just like those who came back from the gate of hell."
"If Sister Ning and Wang Chunxia hadn't been taking care of them, you wouldn't be able to see Daya and Erya now..."
The words were like a mountain, pressing heavily on Liu Xiangmei's body.
thoroughly……
It crushed a woman who was able to endure hardships and endured hardship all the time.
Bang.
Liu Xiangmei suddenly collapsed on the ground.
She did not refute Wang Chunxia's accusations, nor did she counterattack her sisters-in-law's words. Instead, she collapsed on the ground in a daze.
The whole person's energy and energy were just sucked away.
All that was left was the whimpering of grief.
"Daya and Erya are both my children, they are the flesh that fell from my body. Don't you think I don't feel bad for you? I am so hurt that I almost die... They are my children, they are my children. …”
This moment.
Liu Xiangmei seemed to have aged ten years.
The wrinkles on her face, the emptiness in her eyes, and the white hair looming in the middle of her hair were all tightly wrapped around her body.
The silence highlights the helplessness and grievance of this woman.
