Now she is trapped in this dilapidated house, watching her daughter suffer, yet powerless to protect her.
"Do you want some or not? If not, give it to me."
Wang Chunhua reached out and picked up the cornbread Xie Daping had left on the table, broke it open without any hesitation, and stuffed it into her mouth.
She didn't indulge him at all, nor did she care about his expression.
She had had enough of all those years of having to put up with people's attitudes and swallow her anger.
Xie Daping snorted coldly, his face turning purple with anger, but he dared not retaliate.
He grabbed his chopsticks, ate the rest of the rice in a few bites, ignoring the rice grains stuck to the corners of his mouth, threw the chopsticks down with a loud "bang," and turned to leave.
His boots sank into the mud, his steps heavy, his back filled with resentment.
Su Yueyue looked down at the food in front of her. The vegetable soup was almost devoid of oil, and the cornbread was as hard as a rock.
A hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes, but she didn't say anything.
Even if it's hard to swallow, you have to swallow it.
She knew that this meal wasn't for survival, but for simply to stay alive.
After everyone had left and the room finally quieted down, she quietly took Wang Chunhua's hand and gently led her into the inner room.
"Yueyue, what's wrong?"
Wang Chunhua looked at her with eyes so tender they could melt your heart.
She reached out and gently brushed the stray hairs from her daughter's forehead, her movements so light as if she were afraid of disturbing something.
Every time Su Yueyue saw that look in her eyes, she knew that her mother was thinking of her father through her.
It was a complex emotion mixed with longing, regret, and tenderness.
She resembled him so much, not just in her eyes and brows, but also in that stubbornness that refused to bow down.
She whispered, "Mom, I want to marry Su Yicen."
The sound was very soft, yet it was like a pebble thrown into still water, creating ripples.
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