Chapter 18 A Resounding Slap

Zhou Yue was carrying a bag of rice, flour, and vegetables when she passed by a small shop at the entrance of the alley and happened to see the news being broadcast on the small TV in the shop.

"Recently, a serious car accident occurred at the famous resort area of ​​Yinhu Villa. The driver was Mr. Jiang Chengli, the husband of Ms. Yan Songyu of Ruixin Group. Mr. Jiang was seriously injured and was admitted to the hospital. After rescue, he has now been transferred to a regular ward."

"According to our reporter's investigation, Mr. Jiang attended a banquet that day and was driving under the influence of alcohol. However, according to the police, the brakes of the vehicle Mr. Jiang was driving that day were deliberately damaged. This is not an ordinary car accident, but a murder. The investigation is still ongoing, and our reporter will continue to follow up on this story."

Zhou Yue froze on the spot, the cloth bag in her hand fell to the ground, and a wilted potato rolled far away without her noticing.

A small hand with protruding knuckles and rough, yellowish skin picked up a potato that had rolled to its feet.

Zhou Yue walked home absentmindedly, completely forgetting about the food for her and her mother.

Watching his mother's figure, Zhou Mu silently picked up the potatoes and packed them away. Then, he squatted down and carefully picked up each grain of rice that had spilled, putting them into his pocket before struggling to drag the cloth bag home.

"Wow, Xiao Mu is really something, you can even go grocery shopping now." Xia Dahai looked at the small figure in front of him, quickly stepped forward and took the cloth bag from Zhou Mu's hand, then frowned, "It's so heavy, why did your mother let you come alone?"

Zhou Mu smiled shyly, "Thank you, Uncle Xia! My mom bought this, but she had other things to do, so I just took it home."

"So thoughtful!" Sun Caiying patted her messy hair and said to Xia Mingyang, "Yangyang, where's the candy you just bought? Give one to Xiaomu."

Xia Mingyang nodded obediently and took out two corn candies from his pocket. "Here you go, little sister."

"Thank you, brother, but I don't like sweets."

"Pfft~" Sun Caiying laughed and stuffed the candy into Zhou Mu's hand. "You're acting like a little adult, still being polite with us. Here, take it."

Zhou Mu blushed, "Thank you, Aunt Sun!"

When Zhou Mu got home, she saw her mother sitting by the window in a daze, seemingly holding a photo in her hand. She hesitated for a moment, then shut her mouth and carried the things back to the cramped kitchen one by one. She then picked up some green vegetables and potatoes and went outside to wash and peel them.

Zhou Mu's commotion didn't affect Zhou Yue at all. She would glance at her every time she passed by. Her mother was acting strangely today, but she didn't dare to ask and just continued cooking.

Yes, cooking. Zhou Mu is five years old this year, but he has already started learning to cook.

She moved her usual stool to the counter, climbed onto it, and, holding the knife in both hands, chopped the potatoes into strips of varying sizes. She also tore the greens into pieces, her movements displaying a strangely practiced skill.

"Don't add too much oil. Once you see a light wisp of smoke, you can add the potatoes, and a spoonful of salt..."

Zhou Mu silently recited the steps her mother had taught her last time and carefully followed them, but an accident still occurred.

Snap—

Sizzle sizzle—

When Zhou Mu poured out the potatoes, she threw the bowl in with them. She turned around in a panic, afraid of being scolded by her mother, but Zhou Yue didn't notice her at all and was still in a daze.

She patted her chest, ignoring Zhou Yue's unusual behavior, and quickly took out the bowl to start stir-frying the potatoes...

A meal was prepared amidst Zhou Mu's flurry of activity. She placed the slightly burnt stir-fried potato strips, a bowl of vegetable soup, and two bowls of rice or porridge on the table next to Zhou Yue before quietly calling out, "Mom, dinner's ready."

Zhou Yue's eyebrows twitched slightly as she turned her gaze from the window to the photo in her hand.

Zhou Mu thought she hadn't heard him, so he gently tugged at her sleeve. "Mom, dinner's ready. I cooked it for a long time, so it's definitely done this time."

However, the photo in Zhou Yue's hand fell to the ground, face down, because Zhou Mu touched it. Zhou Mu didn't see anything, but Zhou Yue quickly picked it up. "Who told you to pull me?"

Accompanying Zhou Yue's angry roar was a resounding slap, *smack*—

Zhou Mu was knocked down by the slap and lay blankly on the ground. Her face went numb after the stinging pain, but her ears were still ringing. She saw Zhou Yue cursing her with a ferocious expression, but she couldn't hear her.

Zhou Mu slowly closed her eyes. Before losing consciousness, she thought that being deaf would be good, so she wouldn't hear her mother scolding her and wouldn't be so sad anymore.

After Zhou Yue finished scolding, she left without paying any attention to the little girl who had fainted on the ground.

*

At Yan Songyu's request, the doctor examined Jiang Chengli again. His condition was good. As soon as the doctor left, Yan Songyu rushed to the bedside and pressed down hard on Jiang Chengli's right hand.

it hurts! ! !

"Honey, how could you be so careless? What would Feifei and I do if something happened to you? Waaah~"

Jiang Chengli, who had just woken up, was weak and powerless, his throat so dry that he couldn't speak. He could only stare at the culprit, "My hand! Get off me!"

"What's wrong? Didn't the doctor say you were fine? Why are you sweating so much? Is your wound hurting? Honey, just bear with it. Painkillers aren't good for wound healing."

Yan Songyu uttered a string of words of concern, but her actions behind the scenes never stopped.

Jiang Chengli fainted again.

It hurts.

Yan Songyu glanced at the blood seeping through the gauze on his right hand and scoffed, "Useless!" Then, her expression turned worried as she rushed out of the ward, "Doctor, my husband has fainted again!"

"What happened?" Dr. Qi rushed over. "He shouldn't have only been conscious for such a short time!"

"He discovered the injury on his right hand, couldn't accept it, and bumped his right hand while struggling, fainting from the pain," Yan Songyu said with tears in her eyes. "His right hand is bleeding, is it completely useless?"

After all that, Dr. Qi examined Jiang Chengli and had the nurse change his dressing and re-bandage him.

"It aggravated the wound, but the tendons in your hand are fine. You must be careful in the future and not cause any more trouble."

Yan Songyu nodded repeatedly, "I will have the caregiver keep a close eye on him."

After picking Feifei up from kindergarten, Yan Songyu asked for her opinion, "If you want to go home, Mom will take you home first. If you want to go to the hospital, you can go with Mom. We'll go home together in a little while."

"I'm going to the hospital to see Dad," Feifei said, her voice choked with emotion, tears welling in her eyes.

She was a smart child. She knew that she almost lost her father. Even though she didn't have deep feelings for Jiang Chengli, blood is thicker than water, and she hoped that he could live a long and healthy life.

Yan Songyu, carrying Feifei, bumped into a timid woman with a headscarf at the hospital entrance.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

Weekly/Monthly?

Yan Songyu sized up her enemy from her past life. This was the first time she had faced Zhou Yue in this life. Although she wanted nothing more than to skin her alive, Yan Songyu pretended not to know her. How could she not play along with the carefully orchestrated drama by Zhou Yue?

"It's okay, just be careful when you walk." Yan Songyu frowned noticeably and took two steps back, seemingly disgusted.

Zhou Yue's face flushed red, and she stammered, "Okay, okay, I'll be more careful next time."

Yan Songyu noticed that Zhou Yue's eyes kept drifting towards Feifei while she was saying those two sentences, and a strange sense of pleasure welled up inside her.