Extreme?
No matter how open-minded a person is, he will still have obsessions in his heart.
If not, wouldn't it be really heartless?
But Zhu Xiang was obviously not open-minded. She walked on this road that no one could tell or understand for eight years, and her thoughts became more and more profound.
She couldn't find a way to break the situation.
"You want to tear apart their faces and show your mother's pain in front of everyone," Lin Yunyan said, "What if those 'everyone' can't understand it either?"
Zhu Xi couldn't help but look at Lin Yunyan.
"What your grandfather and uncle said is that they can afford the expenses, take care of them without you having to do anything, and have done their best to be kind and righteous." Lin Yunyan smiled bitterly and shook her head, "If you are a bystander, who can you understand? Who are you thinking of?"
Zhu Xiang was silent.
Her vision was blurred by tears and she could not clearly see Lin Yunyan's expression, but the other party's voice was soft and delicate, like a bowl of warm tea, which made her relax a little.
She was able to calm down her grief and think seriously.
"There are many sufferings in the world. We have always served a few elderly and sick people, suffered from poverty, and experienced the hardship of hard work." Lin Yunyan sighed, "But people in the world are not necessarily unable to move or live half-dead."
Even Xu Jian's legs in her previous life were completely disabled and she could only rely on a wheelchair to get in and out. No matter how strong her will was, there were still many things that needed to be shared by those around her...
But like him, he is far better than the fourth lady of the British government who "can only breathe".
When Zhu Chan's mother has truly reached the point where she is unconscious, how can she still think about and understand Zhu Chan's heart?
"Your grandfather and others may not really understand the pain of you and your mother. They just pretend to be confused, but once they are torn apart, their words are completely tenable," Lin Yunyan said, "Even if you sue Ci Ning Gong reported it to the imperial court, and they were 'not wrong'."
Zhu Xian pursed her lips tightly.
Why doesn't she know?
It is precisely because you know too much that you are powerless and tangled with yourself.
"Yes, no matter how loud I shout, not many people can understand, just like I didn't understand my grandmother back then," Zhu Xiang said with a trembling voice, "Only if you truly love the person on the sick bed, will you think of giving up. .”
Because giving up is much harder than persisting.
Carrying a human life, living in yearning and repentance all your life, and having to face the incomprehension and criticism of others, you must not be at peace in your heart.
"You can feel so at ease by persevering effortlessly. After all, you have tried your best." Zhu Xian curled her lips with a sarcastic smile, "So, there is nothing I can do if I don't give in?"
Lin Yunyan asked: "If something happens to the British government, have you thought about what you would do?"
“I’ve thought about it,” Zhu Xiang said, “I almost want to stab my mother with scissors, and I also want to stab myself too.
You see, I've thought about the way to death, so I'm not afraid anymore.
If the house is ransacked, you can still leave cleanly...
Princess, my only wish is that my mother can walk more smoothly, instead of dragging her along like this and becoming a tool for them to gain fame.
I also understand that to achieve this goal, there will always be some price to pay.
I started to kill my mother, and the price was mine.
If I can tear off their skin, I am a girl from the British government, so I must be part of the price.
It’s also a price, so why can’t I do the latter? "
Lin Yunyan held Zhu Xian's hand.
Zhu Xiang understood it more thoroughly than she knew.
If you can see clearly and think clearly, you will be able to better understand your own weakness and powerlessness.
If this continues, it will be difficult not to go crazy.
Most of the emotions in his heart were vented, and Zhu Xiang felt much more relaxed.
Without talking to Lin Yunyan, she asked the waiter to bring a basin of water to wash the noodles, and ordered another table of dishes.
After she washed away the tears on her face, Lin Yunyan took out a box of ointment from the sachet at her waist.
This time, it was Zhu Xiang's turn to be surprised: "You still carry this with you?"
Lin Yunyan simply replied: "I'm used to it."
She was definitely used to it.
If the seal is not kept close to your body, you won’t feel at ease.
Xu Jian has been sitting in a wheelchair for a long time. He must moisten his legs with balm all year round, otherwise he will get cracks.
After all these years, even now, she hasn't changed it.
"Come and eat quickly," Lin Yunyan and Zhu Xiang filled a bowl of hot soup. "When you are full and have strength, you can cry as much as you want."
Zhu Xiang answered: "After you finish eating, I will take you to meet my brother who cannot return home."
Lin Yunyan responded.
After eating, Zhu Xiang pulled Lin Yunyan into his carriage and said something to the driver.
Just looking at her current appearance, she is as cheerful as usual. How can you see the gloom in her heart?
Zhu Cheng's outer room lives in Liuguo Hutong.
The carriage drove in and stopped at the place Zhu Xiang said.
Zhu Xiang said softly: "I'll just go down, and you can watch from the car, so as not to involve you inexplicably."
After saying that, Zhu Xiang jumped out of the car without moving the pedals.
Walking to the door, she raised her hand and patted the door panel.
Not light, but not heavy enough to break the door.
After a while, the door opened from the inside.
The person who opened the door was an old woman. When she saw that it was Zhu Xiang who knocked on the door, her face turned pale and she subconsciously wanted to close the door.
"You try to close it," Zhu Xiang stretched out his hand to block the door, "If you dare to close it, I will smash it."
The old woman swallowed her saliva and did not dare to close the door.
This is a valuable girl in the house. Regardless of the relationship between father and daughter, there are also grandparents and uncles above her. It really hurt the girl's hand. It may not be the same for the lady and the young master who lives here, but she, this old woman, will definitely be in bad luck. Understand.
"You..." the old woman smiled ingratiatingly, "Why are you here?"
"I'm passing by, I'm thirsty, come and get a bowl of tea," Zhu Xiang said, "Why, I can't drink your tea?"
Old woman: "This..."
During the stalemate, the queen from the outer room asked through the window: "Who is coming?"
"I'm here." Zhu Xiang replied straight away.
Mrs. Wang saw Zhu Xiang's appearance clearly and walked to the yard reluctantly: "Since you are here, girl, come in and sit down."
When the master spoke, the old woman opened the door and turned to prepare tea.
Zhu Xian didn't mean to close the door at all, but opened the other door.
Taking the pedal from the handlebar, she swung it to the door and sat down like a crotch.
Seeing her like this, Madam Wang twitched her lips: "Girl, this is against the rules..."
"The rules are there," Zhu Xiang said, "Then let your son come over and salute me. The elders and younger ones should be in order, right?"
Mrs. Wang turned around and went back to the house. Not long after, she led a child out, followed by the wet nurse.
Zhu Xiang glanced at Madam Wang in surprise.
She originally thought that Mrs. Wang would reject her request, but unexpectedly, she actually let the child call her "sister" in a proper manner.
Zhu Xiang asked: "Can you recite poems? You are five years old, can you recite some poems?"
The child naturally didn't understand the twists and turns between adults. After hearing this sentence, he honestly memorized the poem.
Zhu Xuan took the tea bowl and put it at her feet, but didn't take a sip.
She listened quietly to the child reciting one song after another.
