Chapter 65 Children

After a busy morning, Li Taohua came back from outside and saw her grandson sitting at the door with his head down and looking depressed. She couldn't help but ask.

"Wen Jing, why are you sitting alone at the door?"

When he heard his grandmother's voice, little Wen Jing immediately raised his head, pretending to be aggrieved, and complained pitifully, "Grandma, Dad wanted to beat me and kicked me out, not letting me be with Mom."

Li Taohua suspected that there was something wrong with her ears. She bent down and approached her grandson, asking in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Little Wen Jing puffed up his chubby face angrily and kept repeating, "Grandma, I said Dad wanted to beat me and kicked me out, not letting me be with Mom. He's a bad dad!"

Li Taohua picked up her grandson and smiled. "Nonsense, your father loves you the most, how could he bear to hit you? He must be joking with you."

As for her daughter-in-law, she was unwilling to say anything, and couldn't say anything. She could only treat her like an ancestor and serve her.

Before she met her daughter-in-law, she didn't believe that there would be a cruel mother in the world who didn't want children. After she met her daughter-in-law, she believed that there really were cruel mothers in the world who didn't want children.

It’s such a sin, poor thing for her well-behaved grandson.

Little Wen Jing rolled his eyes, grabbed his grandmother's collar, and said with a smile, "Grandma, take me to find mom. I want to be with mom."

Li Taohua looked embarrassed, "Wen Jing, why don't you stay with grandma."

She didn't want to admit that she was a little afraid of her daughter-in-law, and even believed from the bottom of her heart that there was no one more cruel than her.

Little Wen Sheng's throat was stabbed by her grandson, and she actually came up with the bad idea of ​​stabbing her grandson's throat as well. It was really cruel.

The grandson was still young and didn't understand that his own mother almost killed him, but he was so scared that he had nightmares for a long time. In the dream, his daughter-in-law was holding a needle and trying to poke his throat.

Fortunately, the son tried his best to hold back, otherwise, the grandson would have really been killed by her.

When little Wen Jing heard that his grandmother would not help him, he immediately yelled to get down and refused to let her hold him.

Li Taohua sighed and held down her restless grandson, "Grandma will take you there, don't move around, be careful not to fall down."

Little Wen Jing stopped fumbling instantly and nodded with a smile, "Thank you, grandma. I knew that grandma is the best."

The little grandson was happy, and Li Taohua was happy too. She carried him to her daughter-in-law's room.

Just after treating Xiao Wenzhu's bleeding nose, Meng Ruoxi heard a knock on the door and her mother-in-law calling her.

"Ruoxi, is it convenient for you now? If it is convenient, Mom will come in."

Before Meng Ruoxi could move, Shi Yanjin looked at her as if nothing had happened and asked, "Are there any slap marks on my face?"

There was silence in the room. Meng Ruoxi glanced at him and looked away, not wanting to talk to him at all.

Xiao Wen Zhuwo was sobbing in her mother's arms. Her nose was red, her little body was shaking, and she was calling for her mother intermittently.

Meng Ruoxi carried him up and walked, coaxing him gently, "Mom is here, the pain will go away soon. Are you hungry? Mom will give us some Xiaowen Zhuchong milk powder."

There was a kettle of hot water in the room. She carried the child to the table, sat down, and started making milk powder for him.

On the bed, little Wen Sheng looked at them eagerly, and Meng Ruoxi smiled, "Of course Mom will not forget our little Wen Sheng."

She prepared the milk powder with great skill, hoping to be better to the twins in the limited time.

"Xixi." Shi Yanjin called her tirelessly, "Look, is there any slap mark on my face?"

Li Taohua's voice came from outside the door again, "Ruoxi, what are you doing in there? Wen Jing misses you. If you don't speak up, I'll just push the door open and walk in."

Meng Ruoxi said calmly, "Come in."

As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open. The next second, Li Taohua's surprised voice rang out, "Yan Jin, what's wrong with your face?" After reacting, she looked at her daughter-in-law, hesitant to speak.

Touching his face, Shi Yanjin said calmly, "Mom, don't worry about it. I made Xixi angry, and I deserve to be beaten."

Li Taohua looked at her son, then at her daughter-in-law, and finally fixed her gaze on the bright red slap mark on her son's face. She asked in a speechless voice, "What did you do?"

The slap mark is so obvious, you can see how angry the person who did it was.

In his heart, he did not doubt the truth of his son's words. After all, his daughter-in-law was like a deity without any emotions. It was rare to see anger on her face, let alone hit anyone.

In response to the question from his mother, Shi Yanjin fell silent.

How should he talk about what he did?

He couldn't say it.

Xixi was right, he was indeed a beast, but he really couldn't stand the fact that she didn't have him in her eyes.

I was too naive before, thinking that all I had to do was tie the person to my side, but later I found out that it was not the case.

My eyes are full of her, so I want her to be full of me in the same way.

Unrequited love drove him crazy.

Seeing her son like this, Li Taohua's heart ached. How could she not know what her son was thinking when she raised him? Turning to look at her daughter-in-law, she couldn't help but feel resentful.

This is so cold-hearted!

The stone that cannot be warmed up has a heart that is incredibly cruel.

But he also knew that his son was too eager to help, and he was afraid that if he intervened, their relationship would become even worse, so he kept his mouth shut and sulked to himself.

Little Wen Jing has been silent since he entered the room.

He saw his mother holding his younger brother tenderly, and he also wanted his mother to hold him like that.

But as far as I can remember, my mother never hugged me like this before.

"Mom." For the first time, he timidly called out the name he usually shouted out loud.

The mother in front of him felt strange to him.

Meng Ruoxi didn't look up. She held the bottle in her hand and fed little Wenzhu, who had just stopped sobbing. She no longer wanted to care about little Wenjing.

Xiao Wensheng got down from the bed at some point, crawled to her feet, put his hands around her legs, and slowly stood up, his mouth slightly open, not knowing what he was saying.

Meng Ruoxi handed him the bottle on the table and let him drink from it.

Little Wen Sheng reached out to take it, sat down on the ground, put the pacifier in his mouth, and started to drink it up, wolfing it down with a look of extreme hunger.

I drank a bottle of milk from morning to noon, so I must be hungry.

If Shi Yanjin hadn't suddenly gone crazy and Meng Ruoxi hadn't been able to take care of the twins, the twins wouldn't have had to go hungry.

Seeing that his mother ignored him, little Wen Jing pursed his lips and continued to call, "Mom." He walked over and pulled her hand, wanting her to look at him.

Pulling her hand back, Meng Ruoxi asked, "What's wrong?"

Little Wen Jing suddenly burst into tears out of grievance, "Mom has never fed me milk, and has never hugged me like this. I hate my younger brother." As he said that, he reached out to hit little Wen Zhu.

Little Wenzhu was so frightened that he didn't even bother to drink the milk. He turned around and hid in his mother's arms.

Meng Ruoxi quickly grabbed Xiao Wenjing's hand and asked angrily, "What are you doing!"

Little Wen Jing raised his head and looked at her stubbornly, "Mom, I don't want a younger brother. I hate younger brothers."

Meng Ruoxi let go of his hand, looked down at Xiao Wenzhu who was sobbing in fear in her arms, and said in a calm voice, "Don't say such things again in the future. It's not good if others hear it."

Little Wen Jing didn't understand what she meant and kept repeating stubbornly, "I don't want a younger brother. They took away my mom, my toys, and my clothes. I hate them."

This is no reason for you to cruelly hurt your brother.

Knowing that it was useless to say anything, Meng Ruoxi didn't want to pay attention to him.

Li Taohua felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife. "Ruoxi, you..." The words of reprimand came to her lips, but she didn't know how to say it.

Shi Yanjin took Xiao Wenzhu from his wife's arms and said in a hoarse voice, "Xixi, didn't you hear what Wen Jing said?"

Little Wenzhu was so scared that she started crying and stretched out her hands to her mother, "Mom."

Meng Ruoxi stood up and wanted to take Xiao Wenzhu away, but Shi Yanjin saw this and turned around, not letting her take the child.

"Wen Jing is also your son. You can either treat him equally or ignore him."

Meng Ruoxi suppressed her temper and said, "Don't take your anger out on the child."

Li Taohua looked at her son disapprovingly, "Yan Jin, what are you doing? You made the child cry out of nothing."

No matter what, the twins are her grandchildren. She cares for them and she wouldn't bear to hurt any of them.

Seeing Xiao Wenzhu crying so hard that her face turned red and she couldn't breathe, Meng Ruoxi reached out again, "Give me the child."

Shi Yanjin seemed not to hear it and remained silent.

Unable to bear it any longer, Meng Ruoxi slapped him again, "Mad man."

He grabbed the child, without even looking at him, picked up the little Wen Sheng who was crying silently on the ground and walked out.

Go out and get some fresh air, or you'll end up wanting to beat this lunatic to death who goes crazy anytime and anywhere.

However, her aura of running away from home startled Shi Yanjin, who couldn't help but chase after her and ask, "Where are you going?"

If you care too much, you will be confused. Where else can you go except wandering around the village?

Not getting an answer, he quickly followed in his wheelchair.

He had no time to care about his son's heart-wrenching cry behind him. The place his wife occupied in his heart was incomparable to anyone else.

Holding the twins, Meng Ruoxi walked slowly. After a while, her hands began to feel sore and weak. She found a stone nearby and sat down. The twins sat on her lap, one on each side.

At this time, the twins had stopped crying. They seldom went out, so their eyes moved around and everything they saw was new to them. They danced with joy and spoke in words that no one could understand.

Shi Yanjin was watching from the side like a ghost, with her lips tightly pursed, and she was determined not to leave even though she was not welcomed.

It was like he was sick, he was embarrassed in public with two slaps on his face, but Meng Ruoxi just ignored him.