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...
When Su Xiuju returned home and opened the door, she sensed that something was wrong inside the house.
Someone sneaked into her room!
The location of the needle and thread had changed, and a bad feeling rose in my heart. I rummaged through the cloth bag hidden under the pillow.
Her money!
She hurriedly reached under the pillow, to where the cloth bag was hidden—it was empty!
In an instant, her small face turned deathly pale, completely devoid of color. "Brother Da Shun!" she cried out hoarsely.
Li Dashun was outside when he heard the urgent shouts and rushed inside.
When he saw Su Xiuju's pale face and her eyes filled with tears, he panicked.
"What's wrong? What happened? Don't worry, I'm here for you."
With tears welling up in her eyes, Su Xiuju clutched the now-empty cloth bag tightly, sobbing uncontrollably: "My money is gone! I clearly put it under my pillow, a whole three hundred yuan!"
After saying that, he added in a panic, "What should I do? If my mother finds out I lost the money, she'll beat me to death!"
Li Dashun calmed down, looked around the room, and seeing no signs of ransacking, asked in a deep voice, "Besides this money, is anything else missing?"
Su Xiuju sobbed, looked at it carefully, and shook her head: "It's gone."
"Don't worry, I'll find a way to make up the three hundred yuan. From now on, you'd better hide your money well and carry it with you at all times for safety."
Li Dashun offered words of comfort, handing over a cloth bag. "Pack your things first. Mother is still waiting at the hospital. We need to hurry. This little bit of money is nothing."
Su Xiuju wiped away her tears, her heart filled with regret, secretly blaming herself for leaving the money at home.
Li Dashun's eyes scanned the room, and he had already made up his mind: if it were a robbery, the sewing machine in the middle of the main room would have been taken away long ago.
It must have been committed by someone they knew.
By simply paying attention, you can find out who is behind any sudden extravagance in the past few days.
Su Xiuju didn't dare to delay, quickly packed her things, and prepared to go out.
Li Dashun grabbed her, gesturing for her to wash her face: "Don't cry, your eyes are swollen like walnuts, Mother will definitely be suspicious if she sees them. Wash your face before you go."
Thinking of the lost three hundred yuan, Su Xiuju couldn't stop the tears from rolling down her cheeks, but she could only nod and turn to wash her face.
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Meng Shuyun gently placed the child back into the crib, then helped Su Xiulan lie down beside the bed, and soothed her gently, "It's alright now. Old Mrs. Zhao has been taken to the police station. Tomorrow, your mother will go and process your divorce."
Su Xiulan gripped the crib railing tightly, tears streaming down her face. Gazing at her peacefully sleeping child, her heart was still filled with worry and unease.
"What should we do?"
What if she's determined to take the child?
The child is so young, he can't lose his mother!
It's all my fault; I wasn't capable enough to protect them.
Mother, why don't you take the child and leave now?
"Anywhere is fine, as long as Old Lady Zhao can't find her child!"
Meng Shuyun gently patted her back and handed her a glass of warm milk: "Don't talk nonsense. You are the child's mother. How can this little baby survive without you?"
"But Mother..."
"Don't be afraid, with your mother here, no one can take my grandson and granddaughter away."
Meng Shuyun patiently comforted him, "Don't cry. Crying too much is bad for your health, and it's not good for the baby to drink your milk either."
Upon hearing the mention of her children, Su Xiulan immediately stopped crying, picked up the milk with both hands, drank it all in one gulp, and then looked at her two sleeping children with a heart full of love.
But in an instant, the once quiet baby suddenly burst into tears, sucking her fingers and turning her little face red.
Su Xiulan panicked immediately and looked helplessly at Meng Shuyun: "Mother! Why is the child crying? What should we do?"
“She’s probably hungry, or maybe her diaper is wet.” Just as Meng Shuyun finished speaking, a nurse came in. “Su Xiulan, bed two, hold the baby tight, I’ll teach you how to breastfeed.”
Su Xiulan's face flushed red, and she looked at Meng Shuyun with shyness and helplessness in her eyes.
Although they were both women, this situation still made her feel extremely embarrassed.
Seeing this, Meng Shuyun stepped back a few paces to make room, and took the opportunity to cut a few more pieces of diapers.
This happened so suddenly, and there was no time to prepare. Luckily, Li Dashun bought some fine cotton cloth, which allowed her to make temporary changes.
After the nurse finished teaching how to breastfeed the baby and left the ward, Meng Shuyun went to check on Su Xiulan and the baby. Seeing that the baby's face was rosy and the baby was sleeping soundly, she felt relieved.
"Once Xiuju brings the things over, I'll buy a crucian carp and tofu tomorrow morning and make you a soup. It'll help with lactation and is also nourishing."
"Tell me what you want to eat," Meng Shuyun said as she tucked the blanket around Su Xiulan.
Just then, the door was pushed open, and Su Xiuju and Li Dashun walked in.
"Mother, I've brought everything. Please see if there's anything missing, and I'll go back and get it," Su Xiuju said.
Meng Shuyun quickly took the bags from the two women and immediately noticed Su Xiuju's red and swollen eyes. Her heart tightened, and she asked, "Why are your eyes so red? Did something happen at home?"
Su Xiuju avoided looking directly at Meng Shuyun, and mumbled, "It's just that the wind is strong and some sand got in, but it'll be fine in a bit."
After saying that, he walked to Su Xiulan's bedside, took out a handful of milk candies and stuffed them into her hand: "Second sister, have some candy. Giving birth is hard work."
Looking at the milk candy in her hand, Su Xiulan was moved, tears welling up in her eyes. She smiled and accepted it, saying, "Thank you, little sister. Is something wrong at home? Tell me."
Su Xiuju almost lost her smile, secretly thinking: Mother and Second Sister have such sharp eyes, how did they see it so quickly?
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