There are five people in the family, and four grown men need her to serve them. When encountering this situation, neither her husband nor her son thought of heating up the dishes or soup for her.

She didn't even stand up to see the guests off. On the surface, my aunt seemed to be the boss, but in fact, she was just a hardworking housekeeper.

He turned around and said to the person next to him, "Ling Ran, go heat up some soup for Auntie. She's been busy all winter and can't even have a sip of hot soup."

"Okay." Ling Ran stood up and took the bowl of soup.

Dong Yunyue waved her hand, "No need, I can just deal with one bite, it's a waste of coal and fire."

"Auntie, women should learn to cherish themselves. If you don't care about yourself, others will be less likely to care about you. What's wrong with wasting coal? Health is the most important thing. Your stomach can't handle eating this kind of food."

Zhou Xiang finished speaking, stood up and handed the bowl of soup to Ling Ran, "Go quickly."

Dong Yunyue's eyes were moist. She had always been like this, dealing with things as she could, and had never made hot soup or hot food for herself.

"Okay, I'll work hard this time."

Lu Yongan looked embarrassed. Was he being implicitly criticized?

At another table, the brothers Lu Xiahe and Lu Qiuxi exchanged glances. Their cousin-in-law must be dissatisfied with their mother, but their mother never allowed them to waste coal and would scold them or even beat them.

Ling Ran came back quickly. He went to the stove outside to heat up. This kind of movable stove uses firewood, and it is faster to light the firewood than to open the stove door and wait for the coal fire to come up.

Dong Yunyue took the hot bowl of soup and felt warm in her heart, "Why so fast?"

Ling Ran raised his hand and pointed outside, "The stove outside is hot, there are still sparks in the stove, a piece of firewood will do."

Dong Yunyue drank a mouthful of hot soup, which warmed her from her mouth to her stomach, and she felt much better.

Zhou Xiang didn't get up and sat with his aunt.

Dong Yunyue poured the hot soup into the cold rice and ate it in a few mouthfuls.

Zhou Xiang didn't say anything more. Everyone has different eating habits.

After Dong Yunyue put down the bowl, Zhou Xiang stood up and said, "Aunt, you still have a lot of things to do later. We will go back now."

"Okay, okay, it's cold, go back early. It's the child's hundredth day celebration, so I must invite Auntie to come!"

"Yes! Mom will definitely treat you, you are her biological sister."

"That's right."

Ling Quan then stood up and said goodbye to his brother-in-law.

This time, Lu Yongan followed to see the guests off.

As they walked and talked, they reached the gate of the family compound. Zhou Xiang asked his aunt not to see him off anymore, but Dong Yunyue enthusiastically wanted to see him out of the alley.

Everyone was about to leave the courtyard when a voice called out from behind, "Zhou Xiang!"

When Zhou wanted to turn around, he saw a woman with a scar on the left side of her cheek, looking at them breathlessly and timidly.

The bumpy scar was as big as a child's fist and almost occupied her entire left face, but her original appearance could still be seen, especially the pair of eyes that always flashed with timidity.

"Tang Xiaolian?"

The woman's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly, "It's me, Zhou Xiang. Can you still recognize me?"

Zhou Xiang turned around and walked back to Tang Xiaolian, staring at her scar. "It's just a piece of covering, the rest of her appearance hasn't changed, how could I not recognize her?

By the way, back then, you seemed to have said that your family lived on the fourth floor here, right?"

Tang Xiaolian nodded vigorously, "Yes! It's a pity that you are busy and never come to play with me."

"Where are you going?" Zhou wanted to change the subject. How could she have time to play at that time?

"I'm not going anywhere. I just saw you upstairs and wanted to say hello. I hope you still remember me."

"What are you talking about? I have a very good memory! Come on, I'll take you to see my babies."

Tang Xiaolian stepped back, "No, I won't go. It will scare them. I won't go."

"Let's go!" Zhou Xiang grabbed her arm. "How can my child be so timid? Only you are like a rabbit, dodging and evading. Come with me."

Zhou Xiang almost took Tang Xiaolian hostage as she walked out of the family compound, leaving Dong Yunyue and the others completely confused.

Do you think you know this girl from the Tang family?

Ling Ran waved to his aunt, "Aunt, uncle, you guys go back!"

Zhou Xiang had already gone far away, so there was no need to see him off, so Dong Yunyue decided not to see her brother-in-law and his son off either.

He half-dragged and half-pulled Tang Xiaolian to the car, opened the door, and pushed her inside. "Go in, and let my children see how their once beautiful Aunt Tang ended up like this."

Tang Xiaolian's eyes were red, "Zhou Xiang, I, I..."

"What do you mean by 'I'? Tell the truth, what's wrong with your face?"

"Think about it!" Dong Yunrong called out to her daughter-in-law. She and her brother and sister-in-law were playing with their grandchildren! The sudden intrusion of strangers and the subsequent words of her daughter-in-law made Dong Yunrong worried.

I was worried about scaring the grandchildren and hurting the girl.

"Mom, don't worry about it. It's just a snail. When it encounters a little problem, it will retreat into its shell. I just want to know, is her face damaged because of me?"

Tang Xiaolian quickly waved her hands, "No, it has nothing to do with you. It was two years ago, in 1996, when my fiancé fell off his motorcycle while carrying me, and my face scraped against the gravel road."

Engaged partner? In 1996? Ma Shasha's grandfather was imprisoned in 1995, so the time doesn't match.

"So, who is your fiancé?"

Tang Xiaolian shrunk back in her chair, "He, he, got married."

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