Qin Xiang'e quickly waved her hand and said, "No need, no need, my injury is nothing."

She was angry mainly because this child dared to lay a hand on Ye Yun. Ye Yun was now the apple of their eye, and they all cherished her. How could an outsider like her have the audacity to lay a hand on Ye Yun?

Luo Xiujuan shook her head, hugged the child, and bowed to Qin Xiang'e: "I'm sorry, Auntie, I didn't teach the child well."

“No, no, no, children don’t understand right and wrong. He was scared when he woke up and didn’t see you. That’s why he acted like that.” Qin Xiang’e was afraid that Luo Xiujuan would feel guilty, so she pulled Ye Yun’s hand and smiled apologetically. “I was also wrong. My wife reminded me before, but I didn’t take it seriously. I also scared the child.”

Luo Xiujuan pursed her lips.

She knew Qin Xiang'e was trying to make amends for her, and her eyes filled with even more guilt. Tears of gratitude welled up in her eyes and almost fell.

"You two stay here, I'll go cook."

Qin Xiang'e left in a hurry.

He also gave her a wink.

Ye Yun noticed that Qin Xiang'e's forehead, which had been injured by the broom handle, was not only red and swollen, but also had some bloodstains.

While Qin Xiang'e was cooking, she took the medicine and delivered it to her.

Qin Xiang'e smiled at her shyly.

Ye Yun intended to apply medicine to her forehead. Qin Xiang'e was flattered and wanted to refuse, but under Ye Yun's insistence, she accepted. She sat obediently on the stool, watching Ye Yun apply the medicine to her forehead, and sighed sadly, "Ah, this child is so pitiful, just like Zhengzi back then..."

Ye Yun paused in applying the medicine.

A layer of pity appeared in Qin Xiang'e's eyes, and she said in a gentle voice, "His wife, do you think I'm particularly spineless?"

"..."

Ye Yun didn't say anything, and quietly applied the medicine to her.

It's good that you know.

"I really can't get angry at children." Qin Xiang'e sighed heavily, gazing into the distance, her words revealing a faint sadness. "When I see that child being beaten and still gritting his teeth without saying a word, I'm reminded of Zhengzi when he was little."

She turned to Ye Yun and smiled, "Do you know his wife? Zhengzi was just this stubborn when he was little. Li Xiuying would beat him mercilessly, even breaking the handle of the shovel, but he would grit his teeth and not utter a sound, refusing to admit his mistakes or fight back. He just thought that she was his mother, and if she beat him, he would just take it..."

Recalling the painful events, Qin Xiang'e couldn't help but tear up again.

Instead of being angry that Xiao Hai, covered in sharp thorns, had injured her forehead, she felt sorry for this poor child, and for her nephew, Qin Zheng, who had gritted his teeth and never cried no matter how much he was beaten.

"Wife, come here for a second!"

Suddenly, a clear voice rang out.

The man had just stepped out of the main room, putting aside the unpleasant matter that had just occurred. When Qin Zheng saw her, his handsome face lit up with his usual smile, his gentle gaze fixed on her with intense longing.