Old house.
Unlike the one where Mu Jingsheng lived, the Mu family's old house was a courtyard located in the suburbs.
Sitting at the table, Old Mrs. Mu looked like a lifeless old woman, clutching her dragon-headed cane, lost in thought and dazed.
She became like this after she called Mu Jingsheng.
On New Year's Eve, a time for family reunion and joy, she was all alone in the large house, feeling cold and desolate.
There was nothing there except for the lights.
A soft thud came from beside her. Aunt Li walked into the hall carrying a bowl of dumplings and sat down opposite her, wolfing them down.
Grandma Mu swallowed.
Today, she only ate a bowl of porridge at noon, which was leftovers from Aunt Li's morning meal.
After being evicted to the old house, Aunt Li, as she had expected, didn't care about her. Knowing that Ye Yun and Mu Jingsheng were annoyed with her, Aunt Li deliberately neglected her even more.
No, it's no longer just neglect.
On New Year's Eve, not only could she not eat dumplings, but she also had to watch Aunt Li eat dumplings in front of her.
That's going too far.
Grandma Mu knew what Aunt Li meant. She took a deep breath, raised her hand and slapped the table, saying, "Aunt Li, my son did leave me here, but he didn't ask you to kill me. Aren't you afraid I'll complain?"
Upon hearing this, Aunt Li raised her head in disarray.
She wore a hat to cover the bald patch on her head, but it couldn't hide the scars on her face. When she raised her head, the still-healing wounds on her face startled the old woman.
The wound hadn't healed to begin with, and the cold weather made it look even uglier.
Grandma Mu awkwardly looked away, her tone disgusted: "Don't look at me, I'm hungry, go get me a bowl of dumplings."
"dumpling?"
Aunt Li just laughed.
The old lady's face darkened, and she angrily said, "Is this how you talk to me?"
"Are you dreaming, old lady?" Aunt Li was no pushover either. She slammed the bowl down in front of her and gritted her teeth, saying, "You still think you're an old lady? I'm only calling you old lady out of respect. If I didn't have to live, I would have killed you right now!"
Old Mrs. Mu felt a chill run down her spine.
Looking at Aunt Li's ugly face in front of her, she saw the murderous intent in Aunt Li's eyes, which terrified her.
Only then did she realize that the person who had been fawning over her all along was a wolf.
Of course, she was not one to be trifled with. She took a deep breath and forced herself to remain calm, saying, "Yes, you want to live, but you should also know that I am still an old lady. Even if I have done something wrong, Jingsheng is still my son. He just wants to punish me. But you are still an outsider. If you go too far and I report you, do you think my son will let you off?"
"That's enough, all you want is dumplings?"
Snap.
Aunt Li slammed the dumplings in her bowl onto the table, pointed to the dumplings lying on the table, and said, "Eat up, that's all, there's no more. If you want some, put aside your pride and pick them up with your hands!"
After saying that, she deliberately provoked, "Old lady, it's so dirty, do you dare?"
Grandma Mu's face turned ashen with anger.
She's lived a life of luxury; how could she possibly pick up dumplings from the table and eat them?
Aunt Li is killing him by attacking his spirit.
Having been hungry all day, she couldn't resist the aroma of the dumplings and kept glancing at them lying on the table.
No, she would rather starve to death than eat dumplings without dignity.
This is her dignity.
"Tch." Aunt Li waited for a long time but the old lady didn't reach out. She picked up her chopsticks and shoveled all the dumplings back into the bowl.
A dumpling had fallen off the table. She picked it up, popped it into her mouth, and exclaimed with relish as she chewed, "It's so delicious!"
"Look, old lady, you're so hungry. You won't even eat the dumplings that are on the table. You're such a stubborn old man, how could your husband not know?"
"Also, times have changed."
"You think your son is the one in charge of your family? You're wrong. The one who's really in charge now is that little girl from Huaicheng, your dear granddaughter!"
"Your son might feel sorry for you, but your granddaughter might not!"
Aunt Li ate the last dumpling in front of the old lady, then got up and pushed the bowl towards the old lady.
"You're just sitting around doing nothing, aren't you? Wash the dishes if you have nothing better to do, otherwise when I come home tonight and the dishes are still dirty, I'll give you a piece of my mind!"
Upon hearing this, the old lady trembled.
In the past few days, Aunt Li has been secretly making things difficult for her, all in some hidden places.
The worst thing they did was prick her with needles in places that were hard to spot. The wounds were small and healed quickly, but the pain was excruciating, so much so that she couldn't sleep at night.
These were clearly the methods she had taught Aunt Li to deal with Ye Xia.
But now, all these methods have been used on her without missing a single one.
The old woman stared at the empty bowl on the table, remained silent for a long time, then looked up at the ceiling and shed tears of regret.
She was wrong.
If she were given another chance, she thought she wouldn't end up in this situation again.
...
After the New Year, the ice and snow melted, and Lin'an City returned to its former prosperity and liveliness.
On the seventh day of the month, Ye Yun finished her postpartum confinement.
However, Qin Zheng said that she hadn't rested properly during her postpartum period, and he insisted that she sit for a few more days, so he forced her to lie in bed for several more days.
Xiao Chuqi is growing bigger and bigger.
Unlike before when she would just eat and sleep, now Xiao Chuqi sometimes opens her eyes and plays by herself.
When Qin Zheng teases her, she responds with a soft, sweet voice.
It can still laugh.
When Xiao Chuqi smiled at Qin Zheng for the first time, Qin Zheng was so excited that he hugged Xiao Chuqi and spun her around the room several times, which terrified Ye Yun.
On the 12th, Ye Yun finally couldn't hold back anymore.
"If I stay any longer, I think I'll die in bed. I have to go out and get some fresh air."
"Let's move around a bit?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Zheng frowned in disapproval.
Out of concern for Ye Yun's health, he was still reluctant for her to go out and get cold, even though the weather was gradually warming up and some people had already taken off their heavy cotton-padded clothes and put on light spring clothes.
However, the weather turned against them.
Qin Xiang'e received a phone call.
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