Frowning, Jiang Yuting focused her gaze on her stomach.
Just then, Li Yiyi woke up and her consciousness immediately saw Jiang Yuting's sorrowful eyes. Remembering that her mother had passed away from excessive worry, Li Yiyi became uneasy.
[Mom, you should smile more. You're so beautiful, you look even better when you smile!]
Jiang Yuting was taken aback. She had been comforted by her daughter. No wonder they say daughters are like warm cotton-padded jackets.
[Mom, you must take good care of yourself, otherwise what will happen to my father after you're gone!]
[Mother, don't worry. To prevent you from getting too upset, I will live a good life. I will never let you die young, nor will I let my father become a lonely widow.]
[Our little cabbage, because of the female lead, became cannon fodder...]
Her daughter's singing became so awful that Jiang Yuting couldn't bear to listen anymore, but from her daughter's heartfelt words, she understood what was going on.
Generally speaking, their whole family are stepping stones for the female lead, as described by the daughter. Her husband, Boss Li, is the ultimate traitor who sends money, male leads, and male supporting characters to the female lead. She is the stepping stone for the female lead's later rise to prominence, while the daughter serves as the female lead's contrasting figure.
The more lucky the female lead is, the more miserable her daughter is.
Old Li could tolerate it, but she couldn't. How could her daughter, whom she had waited so long for, be used as a comparison point for others?
Li Laoda: Wife, I can't stand it either.
Thinking of her obedient and gentle daughter, Jiang Yuting's heart softened. To avoid ending up like her daughter had described, she would strive to be happy every day from now on.
Forget about male and female leads, her daughter is the most important person.
Pulling back the covers to reveal the wooden planks inside the bed, Jiang Yuting pried one open and took out a piece of red date cake from the hole in the bed, eating it in large bites.
She'll take good care of herself and find out the female lead her daughter mentioned; the cannon fodder control group won't stand for it.
Unable to comprehend her mother's transformation, Li Yiyi watched with her divine sense as Jiang Yuting ate voraciously, her mouth nearly watering. Wiping her mouth dry, Li Yiyi felt a pang of sadness; she was still just a fetus.
[Mom, I'm glad to see you're eating well. I don't have to eat pig swill anymore!]
Jiang Yuting, who had just eaten pig feed that morning, paused in her movements; the red date cake no longer tasted good.
Actually, what my daughter said is right; wild vegetable porridge was indeed what their family used to feed their pigs.
Pshaw, Jiang Yuting felt like her daughter had led her astray.
She's not a pig!
After finishing the pastries in two bites, Jiang Yuting softened her expression, touching her belly. Her daughter would be born in a month.
The little one, with big, bright eyes, called her "Mama" in a soft, sweet voice, and Jiang Yuting's heart almost melted.
"Auntie, Auntie."
The little baby voice was incredibly cute. Jiang Yuting got up and walked towards the door.
It's Li Fuyi, nicknamed Fubao, the only girl among the grandchildren of the Li family. She's fair-skinned and delicate, just like the Fuwa (lucky baby) in the paintings, and everyone who sees her is adorable.
"Fu Bao, what brings you to see your aunt?"
Jiang Yuting disliked the third wife's family. Li Laosan seemed easy to get along with, but in reality, he constantly tried to sabotage Li Laoda. Li Laosan's wife, Wang Yiting, always either snorted coldly or spoke sarcastically whenever she saw her. The two younger children weren't any better.
Only Li Fuyi, also known as Li Fubao, is a little better.
A small hand was slipped into hers. Jiang Yuting looked down and saw Li Fuyi give her a sweet smile.
"Auntie, let's go play over there."
The child's innocent laughter, the gentle breeze in the courtyard, the swaying shadows of the trees—Jiang Yuting couldn't help but want to sit in the yard for a while. Before she could even step out, her daughter's voice rang out.
Aunt, could this little girl be Li Fuyi, the female lead in the book?
Li Yiyi was stunned, and Jiang Yuting was also stunned.
"It can't be that bad. He's such a softie, how could he do something so vicious?"
Li Yiyi hadn't forgotten that one of the prerequisites for her becoming sickly was her mother's premature birth, the reason being, of course, Li Fuyi.
With a thought, his divine sense landed on the ladder where Jiang Yuting would take her next step. The stone ladder, already gleaming from countless footsteps, was now coated with an oily substance, making the stone steps shimmer dazzlingly in the sunlight.
[Mother, please don't go to the yard with Li Fuyi! Someone has smeared something on the stone steps. If you go, I'll have a premature birth and become sickly!!!]
[Oh God, please remind my mother, I don't want to become a sickly person!]
Praying to the gods and Buddhas, Li Yi even brought out her otherworldly master, begging Jiang Yuting not to go into the courtyard; she really didn't want to become sickly.
Hearing Li Yiyi's thoughts, Jiang Yuting looked at the stone steps and, just as her daughter had said, something had been smeared on them. A chill ran down her spine.
Jiang Yuting took two steps back, and Li Fuyi, who was being led by the hand, stumbled and almost fell.
"Auntie, what are you doing? Let's go play in the yard!"
Still shaken, Li Fuyi spoke, and recalling her daughter's words about the female lead, Jiang Yuting looked at Li Fuyi with a scrutinizing gaze for the first time.
"Fu Bao, why do you insist that your aunt go into the yard?"
With her eyes fixed on Li Fuyi, Jiang Yuting felt a slippery sensation in her hand. Picking up Li Fuyi's small hand, she saw residual toad oil. Perhaps due to the high body heat of a child, the toad oil had changed from a paste to an oily consistency.
Unable to resist glancing up at the stone steps, she could still see traces of unmelted toad oil. Jiang Yuting remained silent, unsure of what to think.
"Aunt, there are flowers in the yard."
The childlike voice at the beginning irritated Jiang Yuting, leaving her with mixed feelings. She seemed unable to believe what Li Fuyi had done, but the facts were undeniable.
If she hadn't heard her daughter's innermost thoughts, she probably would have already...
"Auntie, come on over, the flowers are pretty."
Li Fuyi wouldn't let go, clinging to Jiang Yuting relentlessly; her stubbornness was utterly repulsive.
"Fu Bao, your aunt is sleepy, go see for yourself!"
Releasing Li Fuyi's hand, Jiang Yuting said coldly,
The words "female lead," "toad oil," and "stone steps" strung together left Jiang Yuting no choice but to be suspicious.
"Aunt, you're a bad person."
Li Fuyi snorted coldly and strode down the stone steps with her short legs. Jiang Yuting saw it clearly: as she descended the steps, Li Fuyi avoided the area near the main house entrance.
Her heart was terribly cold. Jiang Yuting believed she had treated Li Fuyi well. She had no children of her own, and although she disliked Li Laosan and Wang Yiting, she still treated Li Fuyi differently, occasionally giving her some food.
But just now, Li Fuyi's cold snort was exactly the same as Wang Yiting's. Just because she didn't accompany her to the yard, she called her a bad person. Jiang Yuting was extremely annoyed.
Li Yiyi was overjoyed that the great calamity had passed.
[Mom, don't be angry. The female lead is an ingrate; no matter how good you are to her, it's all in vain. You can't let someone else make you angry.]
Thank God, thank you so much. You're such a kind person, knowing I don't want to be sickly.
The fetus has limited energy, and Li Yiyi quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Hearing Li Yiyi's words, Jiang Yuting's anger dissipated. Her daughter was right; it wasn't worth getting angry over a heartless ingrate. She swallowed her anger, but Jiang Yuting was unwilling to accept it.
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