Old house.
The old house of the Mu family is not like the one where Mu Jingsheng lives. It is a courtyard located in the suburbs.
The old lady Mu sitting at the table looked like an old man who had lost her vitality. She was holding the dragon head crutch in her arms and sitting at the Eight Immortals Table in a daze.
After calling Mu Jingsheng, she became like this.
On New Year's Eve, it was obviously a time for the whole family to be happy, but she was the only one in the huge house, which was deserted.
There was nothing but lights.
Click, there was a slight noise beside her, Aunt Li walked into the hall with a bowl of dumplings in her arms, sat opposite her and started devouring them.
Mrs. Mu swallowed her throat.
Today, she only had a bowl of porridge at noon, which was what Aunt Li had left in the morning.
After being expelled to the old house, Aunt Li was not interested in her as she expected. Knowing that Ye Yun and Mu Jingsheng were tired of her, Aunt Li even ignored her intentionally or unintentionally.
No, it's no longer a neglect.
On this New Year's Eve, not only could she not eat dumplings, but she also had to watch Aunt Li eat dumplings in front of her.
This would be too much.
Old Mrs. Mu knew what Aunt Li meant. She took a deep breath, raised her hand and patted the table, and said, "Mom Li, my son left me here, but he didn't ask you to kill me. If you do this, Aren't you afraid that I will file a complaint?"
Aunt Li raised her head when she heard this.
She wore a hat to cover her bald head, but it could not cover the scars on her face. When she raised her head, the wounds on her face that had not yet completely healed startled the old lady again.
The wound had never healed, and it looked even uglier when the weather got colder.
Old Mrs. Mu looked away unnaturally and said in a disgusted tone: "Don't look at me, I'm hungry. Go get me a bowl of dumplings."
"dumpling?"
Aunt Li laughed directly.
The old lady looked unkind and said angrily: "Is this your attitude when talking to me?"
"Are you dreaming, old lady?" Aunt Li was not a good person. She put the bowl forward with a bang and said through gritted teeth: "Do you still think you are an old lady? I call you old lady to give you face. If it weren't for me, You still have to live, I can kill you right now!”
Mrs. Mu's heart trembled.
Looking at the ugly-looking Aunt Li in front of her, she saw the murderous intent in Aunt Li's eyes, which made her terrified.
Only then did she realize that it was a wolf that had flattered her in the past.
Of course, she was not someone to be trifled with. She took a deep breath and said calmly: "Yes, you want to live, but you should also know that I am still an old lady. Even if I do something wrong, Jingsheng is still mine." Son, he just wants to give me some punishment; but you are always an outsider, if you do too much and I file a complaint, do you think my son will let you go?"
"That's enough, don't you just want to eat dumplings?"
Snap.
Aunt Li put the dumplings in the bowl on the table and pointed at the dumplings lying on the table one by one. Get up and eat!”
After saying that, she seemed to be deliberately provoking: "Old lady, do you dare to be so dirty?"
Mrs. Mu's face turned livid with anger.
She has been pampered all her life, how can she pick up dumplings from the table and eat them.
Aunt Li is killing someone and killing her heart.
But after being hungry all day, she couldn't help smelling the aroma of dumplings, and kept looking at the dumplings lying on the table.
No, even if she starved to death, she would not pick up dumplings to eat without dignity.
This is her dignity.
"Hey." Aunt Li waited for a long time before the old lady reached out, picked up the chopsticks, and pulled all the dumplings into the bowl.
There was a dumpling missing on the table. She picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth. While chewing it, she said with relish: "It's so delicious!"
"Look, old lady, you are so hungry that you don't even eat the dumplings that fall on the table. You are such a stubborn old man, how could your husband not know this?"
"Also, times have changed now."
"Do you think the person in charge of your family is your son? You are wrong. The real person in charge of your family now is that little girl from Huaicheng, your good granddaughter!"
"Your son may feel sorry for you, but that may not be the case for your granddaughter!"
Aunt Li ate the last dumpling in front of the old lady, stood up, and pushed the bowl towards the old lady.
"You are idle, right? Wash the dishes if you have nothing to do. Otherwise, if I come back in the evening and see the dishes are still dirty, I will clean you up!"
Hearing this, the old lady trembled.
In the past few days, Aunt Li had done a lot of things to her secretly, always in some obscure places.
The most poisonous thing was to prick her with a needle in some hard-to-find places. The wound was small and healed quickly. But the worst part was that it hurt so much that she couldn't sleep at night.
These are obviously the methods she used to give Aunt Li to deal with Ye Xia.
But now, all these methods have been applied to her.
The old lady looked at the empty bowl on the table and was silent for a long time. She looked up at the roof and shed tears of regret.
She was wrong.
If she was given another chance, she thought, she would never end up in this situation again.
…
After the New Year, the ice and snow melted, and Lin'an City returned to its former prosperity and bustle.
On the seventh day of the lunar month, Ye Yun was born.
But Qin Zheng said that she didn't have a good rest during the confinement period, so he asked her to sit for a few more days, and pressed her to the bed for a few more days.
Little Chuqi is getting longer and wider.
Unlike before, where she could only eat and sleep, Little Chuqi now occasionally opens her eyes and plays by herself.
When Qin Zheng teases her, she will respond with a soft and waxy voice.
And laugh.
When Xiao Chuqi smiled at Qin Zheng for the first time, Qin Zheng was so excited that he carried Xiao Chuqi around the room several times, which made Ye Yun terrified.
On the twelfth day, Ye Yun finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"If we stay any longer, I'll probably die in bed. I have to go out and walk around."
"Walking around?"
When Qin Zheng heard this, he frowned in disapproval.
Out of consideration for Ye Yun's health, he still didn't want Ye Yun to go out to face the cold. Even though the weather was getting warmer now, some people had even taken off their heavy cotton clothes and put on light spring clothes.
However, God was not in favor.
There was a call from Qin Xiang'e.
