Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"Get out of here and get to work! Just looking at you all is annoying," Mrs. Ma scolded, then turned to her beloved grandson. "San Shun, come on, Grandma will get you some steamed buns."
Watching Mrs. Ma lead San Shun into the house, Ma Yin Hua timidly called out, "Mom."
Zhou Xiao Ying had three daughters: the eldest, Ma Jin Hua; the second, Ma Yin Hua; and the youngest, Ma Pan Di. Zhou Xiao Ying was one of those who favored sons over daughters and didn't treat her three daughters particularly well.
She often scolded and hit the girls, but she was careful about how hard she did it. Mrs. Ma was harsher in her discipline. However, it was pointless to say that she cared deeply for her children; as long as they had food to eat and were alive, that was enough for her.
That was how it used to be. Ever since discovering yesterday that Ma Lian Fa had been involved with a young widow, Zhou Xiao Ying's perspective changed. She spent the whole night thinking about it and realized that since giving birth to her youngest daughter Pan Di four years ago, she hadn't become pregnant again. The chances of having another child in the future seemed slim.
From now on, it might just be these three daughters. In the past, she treated them poorly because she thought she could still have a son. Once a daughter got married, she became part of someone else's family and could no longer be relied upon.
But things were different now; her attitude toward her daughters needed to change. When her daughter timidly called out to her, even though Zhou Xiao Ying still felt annoyed inside, she didn’t scold her like before. Instead, she pulled her closer and advised, "Stay away from San Shun in the future. If your grandma tries to hit you again, just run."
Ma Yin Hua was surprised that her mother not only didn’t scold her but also gently patted her head while giving advice.
"Mom? You're not going to scold me?" Ma Yin Hua asked in astonishment.
Zhou Xiao Ying didn’t respond verbally but simply patted her head again.
"Go play; I’ll go wash some clothes." Zhou Xiao Ying hadn’t yet figured out how to deal with Ma Lian Fa’s infidelity. She couldn’t confront Mrs. Ma directly yet; for now, she had to follow her lead.
Once she decided what to do next, she would definitely not let Mrs. Ma off easily.
Ye Fang Fei had no idea that Zhou Xiao Ying was brewing something significant in her mind. Seeing Zhou Xiao Ying so submissive towards Mrs. Ma made her a bit puzzled: wasn’t Zhou Xiao Ying supposed to be quite formidable? Why couldn’t she even muster a retort against Mrs. Ma?
Perhaps it was because she feared that Ma Lian Fa would divorce her; after all, Mrs. Ma had been disdainful of her for not having a son for quite some time.
"Hey, I’ll let you in on a secret: that Ma Lian Fa isn’t a good person either," Yao Fei Xue said mysteriously as she nudged Ye Fang Fei’s shoulder.
"What happened? Tell me," Ye Fangfei asked, her tone curious.
This time, Yao Feixue spoke even more quietly. "I saw Ma Lianfa with the widow from the alley up ahead."
"Really? No way! They must be careful with that kind of thing these days. Do they really dare to take such risks?" Ye Fangfei exclaimed, surprised. "Besides, Ma Lianfa doesn't seem like that kind of person at all."
"It's true; I saw it with my own eyes," Yao Feixue insisted. "But I only told Baowei and no one else."
It was quite a coincidence that day when Yao Feixue had to visit another colleague's home. That colleague happened to live in the same large courtyard as the widow. While chatting in her colleague's room, she happened to see Ma Lianfa coming out of the widow's place.
Curious, she asked about it, and her colleague mentioned that she often saw him visiting. He would stay in the widow's room for half the day. There was no ambiguity in that statement; her colleague also added that every time he came over, he would buy something for the widow.
When Yao Feixue returned home, she told her husband Ji Baowei about it. Ji Baowei advised her to act as if she didn't know anything and not to mention it to anyone else.
Comment 0 Comment Count