Chapter 39 Aunt Wen Kneels Down to Admit Her Mistake

Yuan Hui's voice carried an undeniable firmness.

But for a son to say such a thing was like giving Wen Qingqian a heavy slap in the face in public.

“Yuan Hui... you are my son, my own flesh and blood. Your mother is speaking up for you, how can you not stand on my side?”

Wen Qingqian's eyes instantly filled with tears. She couldn't understand why her son would make things so difficult for his own mother over a girl he had only met twice.

"You ungrateful wretch, you're such an ungrateful wretch... I wasted my life giving birth to you!"

The former political commissar looked at her hysterical outburst with disappointment in his eyes. "Qingqian, Zhizhi is such a good child. No matter how angry you are, you can't take it out on the child."

"I'm just worried about my son, what right do you have to criticize me? Are you really that much better than me?"

Wenqing's words were full of accusations.

Even if she is a bad mother, does that mean he is a good father?

Who wouldn't be devastated if they had a child born blind?

Moreover, she excels in everything, so of course she hopes her child will also excel from a young age!

What did she do wrong?!

As Yuan Hui listened to her mother's condemnation, her heart sank infinitely.

"...At least Dad won't forcefully control my life."

Yuan Hui spoke slowly. He had accumulated too much disappointment, and today he finally didn't want to play dumb anymore. "You've always disliked me for making you lose face, calling me a cripple. I'm used to those words. But Zhizhi is innocent. She's the first person who's ever been genuinely kind to me. I think you should apologize to her for the mistakes you've made!"

Sang Zhizhi was shocked by the handsome older brother's actions in defending her.

It's unbelievable that someone as gentle as him could say such forceful things.

Oh my god, no wonder he's the brother she chose herself, he's so handsome!

Seeing that no one was on her side, Wen Qingqian's tears fell in large drops, and her heart felt as if it were being violently twisted by a dull knife.

"I'm doing this for your own good..."

"That's only good for me if I think it's good!"

Yuan Hui's small body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes brimming with tears. The pent-up grievances he had suppressed were uttered in a low, murmured voice, "What you forced upon me doesn't count..."

When Sang Zhizhi saw him crying, she panicked too, "Don't cry, don't cry, it will wash away the medicine!"

She tiptoed and awkwardly tried to wipe away his tears with her sleeve.

"Are you resenting me? Why are you resenting me?"

Wen Qingqian was completely stung by his words. She suddenly grabbed Yuan Hui's wrist and said, "Come inside with me. Can't you see? Go look at every nook and cranny of this house. Every single one of them was covered with a sponge by me! Go look at all the snacks, musical instruments, and Braille textbooks in your house. Every single one of them cost me all my salary to buy for you!"

When Yuan Hui was very young, she also wanted to be a good, gentle mother.

She was afraid her child wouldn't be able to see and would bump into things, so she personally covered the corners of the table and the edges of the chairs with sponge. She also used to take young Yuanhui with her when he was learning to walk.

This is a piece of my own flesh, a child I endured twelve hours of labor pains to give birth to.

How could he say that about himself?

"hiss--!"

Yuan Hui was pulled forward by her force and tripped, his head hitting the steps hard, immediately breaking his skin and bleeding.

Wen Qingqian was so frightened that she let go of her hand.

The sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard.

The former political commissar was the first to react; he rushed forward to check on the child's injuries.

"Xiao Hui, Xiao Hui! How are you?"

Warm blood flowed into his eyes. Yuan Hui gritted his teeth, but didn't forget to comfort his father, "Dad, I'm fine."

Yuan Tengzhen examined it carefully and breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness, it's just a minor scratch. Wait a minute...!"

He stiffly reached out and waved his hand in front of his son's eyes, only to find that his son's pupils were completely unfocused.

Xiao Hui... ...can't see anything again!?

Yuan Hui gave a bitter smile. "Don't try it, Dad. It's black."

He had just been hit hard and found that he could no longer see even the faintest light.

It's like finally regaining the chance to see the light again, only to have it snatched away completely by fate in the next instant.

"how so... ..."

Wen Qingqian covered her face in horror, her heart filled with regret and hatred.

"Xiao Hui, Mom didn't mean it. Let Mom see. Mom will take you to the hospital right now!"

She reached out to hug him, but Yuan Hui indifferently avoided her.

Wen Qingqian's movements froze in mid-air.

Even with his good temper, Yuan Tengzhen couldn't hold back any longer. He shoved Wen Qingqian away and shouted angrily, "Didn't you see? Our son doesn't want you to touch him. You're supposed to be a mother, what do you know besides provoking him? Get out!"

Even during arguments, he had never spoken such harsh words to Wen Qingqian.

But Wen Qingqian had no time to pay attention to her husband's scolding; her heart and mind were filled with regret and pain.

This shouldn't be happening...

Everything she did was simply to protect her son!

Yes! Isn't Zhizhi able to cure her son's eye disease?

"Zhizhi?! You just cured his eyes, you still have other ways, right?"

A glimmer of hope returned to Wen Qingqian's eyes. She turned around and supported Sang Zhizhi with both hands, almost pleading, "Auntie shouldn't have misunderstood you. Auntie apologizes. You can do whatever you want. Auntie begs you, can you help him again? Auntie will kneel down for you!"

Completely disregarding her image, Wen Qingqian knelt down in front of a three-and-a-half-year-old toddler.

She was beautiful, but now her eyes were filled with tears, completely losing her previous arrogant and haughty demeanor, leaving only endless humility and pleading.

Wen Qingqian has never bothered to please anyone, but now she can't care about that at all.

She was just like any other mother; she would do anything to help her child get better, and she didn't care about saving face, dignity, or reputation!

All she wants is for Xiaohui to get better!

Sang Zhizhi stood there helplessly. At first, she disliked this pretty aunt who was too domineering.

But seeing how worried she was about Yuan Hui, she softened and wavered.

"If Aunt Wen apologizes, Zhizhi won't blame you anymore, so don't kneel down! Wo, Wo..."

She was so flustered that she couldn't speak, and could only look to the deliveryman for help.

Zhenwei stepped forward and helped Aunt Wen up, trying to calm her down. "Aunt Wen, please don't worry. Didn't Zhizhi just say that tears will wash away the medicine? It might be temporary that you can't see. We appreciate your apology. Please get up first, and let's check on Yuan Hui's condition first."

When Xiao Zhenwei gets clever, he can spout a whole set of profound truths.

Sang Zhizhi nodded vigorously, "Yes, brother, as long as you keep using the eye drops and taking oral medication every day, you can still get better."

She turned around and took out a small bottle of spiritual spring water from her pocket.

This was originally intended for the handsome older brother to drink, but the situation is urgent now, so I have no choice but to use it myself.

The little cub walked up to Yuan Hui, gently dripped the spiritual spring water into his eyes, and then used the spiritual spring water to wipe the wound on his forehead.

A short while later, the bleeding on Yuan Hui's forehead stopped.

He closed his eyes, and the stinging pain lessened considerably.

"Dad, I feel much better."

Yuan Hui's voice was very soft, but it relieved the parents.

Wen Qingqian couldn't help but shed tears again. She wanted to go to her son's side to see how he was doing, but she knew very well that her attitude had hurt him, so she could only stand forlornly to the side.

She opened her mouth, hesitated for a long time, but finally abandoned her usual arrogant attitude and took the initiative to walk up to Sang Zhizhi.

"I'm sorry, Zhizhi. Auntie sincerely wants to apologize to you this time. Auntie misunderstood you. If you want to come to my house to see Yuanhui in the future, Auntie is always welcome. Zhizhi... Can you forgive Auntie?"

Unlike her kneeling apology when she lost her temper earlier, this time Wen Qingqian seriously and thoroughly reflected on her behavior.

She suddenly realized that there was such a big rift in the relationship between her and her son.

She finally understood that parents' love for their children is not about imposing what they think is good on them, but about respecting their freedom.

Zhizhi is a very good baby girl.

But he was blinded by greed and made such a big mistake.