Looking at the small tooth marks he left on it, Hu Yao felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Hu Guifen was very kind to her when she was a child, but all those good things ended when she was six years old.
Her father, who worked outside the home, never came back when she was six years old, and there was no news.
I heard that her father seemed to have married into the Hu family. The Hu family couldn't stand him because he often worked outside.
Later, when he failed to come back, Hu Guifen took her and Hu Qiao to remarry people from the same village.
A younger brother, Hu Yaoguo, was born soon after.
Hu Yao was having a hard time in her new home. Hu Guifen treated her worse every day. She had to do all kinds of work at home. If she made any mistakes, Hu Guifen would beat and scold her at every turn.
Gradually, her temperament was no longer as lively as it was when she was a child. She became much calmer and knew how to follow their wishes, so that she would feel better.
When she grew up in such an environment to the age of sixteen, she had long since lost any affection for Hu Guifen and the others, and was left with a numbness and silence that she had to give in to. After her father was gone, no one in the world would care about her, nor would she. No one loves her.
Hu Yao also knew that Hu Guifen had always wanted to use her good looks to marry a rich family and get a lot of money, so that she would not waste the rice money she had spent raising her for so many years.
She wasn't surprised that she would sell her after her accident, but...
It's actually Jiang Han...
The thoughts in her mind turned around, and Hu Yao couldn't help but take another look at Jiang Xiaochao, who was leaning against her legs and sleeping drowsily. Lin Zhaodi had fetched water for him to take a bath, and her soft, wet hair hung on his white forehead.
He took the bath by himself. He was still too young after all, so he was in a hurry and buttoned his clothes wrong.
Within a few seconds of Hu Yao looking at him, his half-drooped eyelids were completely covered and he fell asleep, with his tender white hands still clutching the hem of her clothes.
Jiang Xiaochao's eyelashes are very long, thick and delicate, like a beautiful little girl, and her sleeping appearance is very cute.
I heard from Lin Zhaodi that his real name was Jiang Fuchao, which was the name given by Jiang Han to the old intellectuals who had been decentralized.
Hu Yao's eyes fell on his small face, and her eyes became soft.
Perhaps they were connected by blood. From the first moment she opened her eyes and looked at him, she felt close to him for no reason. From time to time, sporadic images of her being with him in the past few years flashed through her mind.
He is her son!
The wound on the head still hurts, and even the slightest tug will cause the slightest bit of pain.
Hu Yao frowned, looked around, picked up the towel Jiang Xiaochao threw casually not far away, gently wiped his wet hair, and then straightened his sleeping posture.
"Mom..." Jiang Xiaochao murmured in a soft voice. Feeling her movements, his little hands holding the hem of her clothes tightened even more.
He was too sleepy, even though he was like this, he didn't wake up.
Hu Yao paused, then stroked his back hesitantly and harshly: "Be good."
She gently comforted him, and Jiang Xiaochao fell asleep more deeply. There was no other movement, except that the little hand holding the hem of his clothes turned to hold one of her fingers.
The soft and obvious grip can't help but make people feel soft.
This feeling seems really good.
Probably because he had been unconscious for too long, Hu Yao didn't fall asleep until midnight.
The next day, Jiang Xiaochao woke up before dawn. When he woke up, he found that he was in Hu Yao's arms. His sleepy face quietly turned red, and he was a little embarrassed.
But he liked Hu Yao's warm and soft embrace very much. He blushed and rubbed her gently again, then reluctantly and carefully withdrew from her embrace, climbed out of bed and ran to pee. He couldn't hold it in anymore.
Jiang Han was not at home, so Jiang Xiaochao found the food stored at home as usual and ran to find Lin Zhaodi.
He knew that Hu Yao was injured and needed to eat good food to make up for it. He also found the eggs at home.
"Eat for mom!" He asked Lin Zhaodi to help him make it.
Lin Zhaodi smiled, she was used to it: "Okay, Auntie will do it now."
Lin Zhaodi's man, Li Zhuangzhi, was Jiang Han's brother. Whenever Jiang Han went out, he would ask them to look after Hu Yao and Jiang Xiaochao. The two families were also close to each other.
"Xiao Chao, did your father say when he will be back?" While Lin Zhaodi was steaming eggs, she talked to Jiang Xiao Chao, who was sitting on a small bench waiting for her.
"I don't know." Jiang Xiaochao shook his head. Most of the time, Jiang Han would only give him a few words before going out, but would not tell him his return date.
Most of the time, he was at home with Hu Yao.
"That's it." Lin Zhaodi added a handful of firewood and looked at him again. Seeing his well-behaved look, she felt happy again.
She had been married to Li Zhuangzhi for seven or eight years, earlier than Jiang Han and Hu Yao, but her stomach had not moved for so many years and she had no children, so she was particularly fond of Jiang Xiaochao.
Hu Yao is in that situation again. She has almost treated Jiang Xiaochao as her own child in recent years.
"Your mother is much better now, and Xiaochao will have children that her mother loves in the future." Lin Zhaodi sighed. Hu Yao was a blessing in disguise this time. After suffering this time, she became sober.
Jiang Xiaochao blinked, not quite understanding what he meant. In his impression, Hu Yao and he had always been on good terms.
After Lin Zhaodi made breakfast and put it in the basket, he carried it home.
Lin Zhaodi wanted to go with him to see Hu Yao's situation, but her mother-in-law stopped her. There was still a lot of work waiting for her at home.
Hu Yao also woke up when Jiang Xiaochao returned. She still seemed a little unaccustomed to the environment here.
But most of them were suddenly familiar, and the only thing she didn't adapt to was the present after she regained consciousness.
"Yao Yao, you're awake!~"
"Are you hungry?"
"Eat eggs today!"
Jiang Xiaochao's milky voice was very cheerful. He first tiptoed and carefully placed the basket on the low table beside the bed, and then rushed to her.
He is so good, he still knows how to take care of her at such a young age. Hu Yao lowered her eyes to look at him, slightly bent her eyes and stroked his cheek: "Thank you."
This was when Hu Yao said thank you to him so seriously. Jiang Xiaochao's watery eyes froze and he looked at her blankly. Then he became shy and shook his head.
The steamed eggs were very fragrant and smooth, and the pancakes were a bit burnt, and a bit bland and dry. Hu Yao ate slowly, then looked at Jiang Xiaochao who was struggling to swallow the pancakes with a stiff neck. She bent her eyes again and poured a glass of water. Give him something to drink.
"Let's eat slowly, there's no need to take such a big bite."
Hu Yao moved the steamed egg in front of him and gently rubbed it on his back.
Jiang Xiaochao's gentle movements, voice, and eyes looking at him were something that Jiang Xiaochao had never experienced from Hu Yao before, and he couldn't help but blush again.
"Oh, I know." He nodded, his little feet dangling showing his happy mood.
Hu Yao felt that he was really well-behaved, so well-behaved that it was heart-warming.
"Xiao Chao...your father,"
After breakfast, Hu Yao hesitated to speak, then stopped after asking.
"Ah?" Jiang Xiaochao was catching chickens all over the yard, and the hair that Hu Yao had combed for him became messy.
