Because her son came to demand money and she didn't have any to give, Meng Shuyun was forced to death.
From disappointment, regret, and pain, Meng Shuyun awoke from a dream and was rebor...
Looking at the old lady's reaction, Su Xiulan felt it wasn't fake. Wasn't it her who instructed her sister-in-law to come and ask for money? Why was she acting like she knew nothing?
Meng Shuyun clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "Good heavens, what a bunch of heartless bastards! One or two of them are sucking blood off Xiulan. It's too much!"
Su Xiulan tugged at her hand tentatively and said, "Mother, my eldest brother said you worked yourself to the bone and spent a lot of money. It was all to help you recover. It's all worth it. Your health is more important."
"What utter bullshit!"
What a bastard! How dare you scam money using my name? I'm perfectly healthy and have a great appetite.
How much money did he swindle from you?
"I'll skin him alive when I get back, and I'll definitely get your money back."
Su Xiulan's expression was also not good. She knew that she had been cheated out of money by her own brother, and she knew in her heart that she would not be able to get the money back.
"Xiulan, how are you getting along with your son-in-law? How far along are you in the pregnancy?"
When the topic turned to her child and Ye Jianguo, Su Xiulan's expression softened, and she stroked her belly while responding with a smile.
"My baby is over eight months old now, and Jianguo treats me very well."
After so many years of marriage, this is our first child, and it's a boy. We even pulled some strings to get a checkup.
Meng Shuyun looked at Xiulan's belly. It was so big, how could it be a single pregnancy? The belly of twins is different from that of a single pregnancy.
Looking at Xiulan's figure, a cold sweat broke out on her back, and she held onto Xiulan's arm.
“I’m going to Dali County in the south to bring Xiuju back this time. When we get back, I’ll go with you to your prenatal checkup. It’s better for you to have someone with you while you’re carrying such a big belly.”
"When did my little sister go to the countryside?!"
Su Xiulan was extremely surprised. Just a month ago, he had come to see her. Now that most of the educated youth had returned to the city, why would anyone still choose to go to the countryside?
Meng Shuyun sighed, really wanting to slap herself.
How could you listen to Su Xiangyang's nonsense and send Xiuju to the countryside to fend for herself, just to save a little food rations? You kicked her out, and now you're writing back saying you're getting married.
"This is all my fault. Xiulan, you need to take care of yourself. Keep this money safe and buy some milk powder to nourish your body. It'll be good for the baby too. I have to go now, or I might miss my train."
Su Xiulan clutched the two hundred yuan in her hand, watching the somewhat stooped figure disappear into the distance, a bitter feeling welling up inside her.
Mother, she really is different from before...
Meng Shuyun sniffed. It was all her own indulgence that led to this outcome.
Fortunately, God gave her a second chance, and now it's not too late.
When I boarded the train in the afternoon, it was packed with people, with bags and packages everywhere, and the aisles were crowded with people. The smell was indescribable.
If only I had a face mask right now!
Thinking of this, Meng Shuyun had an idea. In this era, masks were not yet widespread. They could not only prevent the spread of viruses, but also effectively block odors, and their applications were even more extensive.
With her heart full of thoughts, she was excited and eager to sit down at the sewing machine and cut out a few masks right now.
Needlework is a piece of cake for Meng Shuyun. In order to support her family, she has done all kinds of dirty and hard work, and operating a sewing machine is a piece of cake for her.
Meng Shuyun was lost in her thoughts when the noise in the carriage interrupted her. She glanced at the source and saw it was that blond-haired guy from the black market.
“You stubborn child, I only hit you a few times, and you don’t even recognize me as your mother anymore. Come with me, we’ll get off the bus in a bit.”
A middle-aged woman, wearing a coarse cloth headscarf and dressed in a drab, unremarkable peasant style, was clinging tightly to Li Dashun's arm at the moment.
“I don’t know you,” Li Dashun said coldly, his face filled with anger and an unquenchable sense of powerlessness. “Let me go.”
Li Dashun spotted a familiar face in the crowd, pointed at the person, and shouted, "She's my mother! Let me go!"
Meng Shuyun, who was being pointed at, was also stunned. Her first reaction was that it was a human trafficker. She went up, grabbed the woman's wrist, and pried it open with force.
"What are you doing, holding my son's hand?"
Upon hearing this, everyone present stared at Meng Shuyun in shock.
Meng Shuyun!!!
Looking at Li Dashun, it suddenly felt like he had such a wonderful son!
The woman was stunned by Meng Shuyun's imposing manner for a moment, then she pointed at her nose and started cursing.
"What do you mean 'your son'? I think you're a child trafficker! How could I not recognize my son who crawled out of my belly! Husband, come here right now! Someone's trying to take our son away from us!"
The woman's loud voice summoned a kind-looking man with dark skin, a slight hunchback, and a shy demeanor. He always kept his head down and avoided eye contact.
“Child, we know you want to go to school in the city, but our family is too poor and we really can’t afford to send you to school. Please understand us as your parents and let you study somewhere decent back in our hometown.”
"Father, please come back with me."
Trying to use moral blackmail, huh? Meng Shuyun really overestimated this group of human traffickers; moral blackmail is ineffective against her.
She suddenly sneered, snatched the watch from the wrist of a woman watching the commotion, shoved it into Li Dashun's hand, and loudly gave the order.
"Smash it."
Li Dashun blinked and quickly understood Meng Shuyun's intention. Amidst the watch owner's curses, he smashed it to the ground, shattering it into pieces.
"That's my watch, you can't smash it! If you dare to smash it, I'll call the police immediately, and I won't let you get away with it!"
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