After leaving Xiaoniu Village, Wen Qiao kept observing her mother's expression as she walked.
Wen Qiao knew that no matter how much she tried to persuade her, it would be useless if she couldn't get over it herself.
This time, she accompanied her mother to her hometown, hoping to help Lü Yazhi completely let go of her attachment to her maternal family.
“Mom, we don’t need to go to the Lü family anymore. What I said to Wang Chunmei was just to fool her. The money I gave her is already more than enough. As for the old woman and Lü Liangwei, let’s just pretend they’re dead.”
Lü Yazhi nodded.
“Xiao Qiao, Mom isn’t upset at all, really. I know your grandma never cared about me, so I have to be good to you, I’ll do everything I can to be good to you.”
This is what people subconsciously try to compensate for by giving their children what they themselves cannot have.
Wen Qiao said, "Mom, you will always be happy from now on. Don't come back to this old home that has no warmth."
Just then, two children suddenly ran out from behind a stack of wheat straw.
He was about five or six years old, with short hair and dressed in tattered clothes.
One of the girls was carrying a child on her back.
Upon seeing Lü Yazhi, the two girls went straight up and stood in front of her.
"Auntie, Auntie, can you take us away?"
Wen Qiao was dumbfounded, staring at the three thin, dirty children in front of her.
Who are you?
“Lü Liangwei is my father, we should call her aunt. I heard you talking to my mother in my house. I know you are living a good life in the city, you have money, so please take us with you. When we grow up, we will repay you.”
The girl who spoke was probably older, and she spoke very clearly.
Hearing their words, Wen Qiao suddenly smiled.
"Why should we take you away? Just because you called her 'Auntie'? What kind of person is your father? The 'Auntie' you're talking about is someone your grandmother sold off."
"Go back, don't follow us."
The girl who looked scheming earlier knelt down directly in front of Lü Yazhi.
Looking at the children in front of her, Lü Yazhi felt sorry for them; they were indeed her nieces…
But the children's tragic condition was not caused by her.
She didn't want to maintain contact with these nieces she had no feelings for.
Although, conflicts between adults do not involve children.
But these children call her "Auntie" only because Lü Yazhi is now living a good life in the city.
If Lü Yazhi were truly destitute, would they still have taken the initiative to call her "Auntie"?
Lü Yazhi was heartbroken and distressed. Without even glancing at the children kneeling before her, she turned and walked away.
Just then, an older girl came running along the winding country road. Upon seeing her three younger sisters, she immediately shouted at them.
"Who told you to run around like that? I looked everywhere for you but couldn't find you. Xiao Si said you ran off to find rich people."
"Second brother, third brother, you've really grown up."
The girl who ran over is Ray Lui's eldest daughter, named Lui Chien.
The two daughters who knelt down and begged Lu Yazhi were the second sister, who was two years younger than Lu Qian, and the third sister, who was three years younger.
And the fifth child, whose brain was damaged by a fever when he was a child.
As for Xiao Si, she stayed at home and didn't come out.
Lu Qian looked at her two younger sisters, stepped forward and slapped each of them, then looked at Lu Yazhi with a restrained expression.
He said, "You should leave now. There's a mess at home, don't worry about it."
"Oh, right, I heard my grandma say something about a woman surnamed Yang who ruined your reputation in the countryside, and this older sister too. Apparently, she said you two were seducing men in the city, and a lot of other nasty things, I can't even bring myself to say them."
Someone surnamed Yang?
Wen Qiao immediately searched her mind for anyone she knew with the surname Yang.
Besides Yang Hongyu and Yang Xuelan, who else is there?
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