Chapter 183
Zhang's eyes fell on Aunt Li's bloodless, pale face. She gently took Aunt Li's hand and pulled her to the bed.
Zhang said softly, "You guys chat! I'll leave first. You haven't seen each other for a long time, let's catch up!" After that, Zhang turned and left.
Aunt Li then turned her gaze to Yin Zijin who was lying on the bed. She looked very sick and her breath was as weak as a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.
The bird's nest porridge in the jade bowl beside the bed was hardly touched. Looking at this scene, Aunt Li's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and the pain made her unable to breathe.
For a moment, Li felt her mind went blank and she had no thoughts at all. The only thought in her mind was to take good care of the poor person in front of her. So, she slowly sat down in front of the bed, and then instructed A Tian who was serving beside her: "You can leave first! I'll be here."
After A Tian left, Li tried hard to hold back the tears that were about to burst out, reached out her hand tremblingly to pick up the spoon, scooped up a full spoonful of bird's nest porridge from the jade bowl, and said lovingly in an almost pleading tone: "Child, eat quickly! Only by eating the porridge and then drinking the medicine, your illness can be cured quickly." However, at this moment, Li's heart suddenly surged with a deep feeling of regret.
She couldn't help but think of her unpleasant past - born in a brothel, she should not have the luxury of having children.
Now that I think about it, I really shouldn't have given birth to this child. If not, Sixth Miss Yin Zijin wouldn't have to suffer with me, with the boy being raised as a girl and suffering from such illness. Thinking of this, Li could no longer hold back her tears, which slid down her cheeks like a flood.
Yin Zijin lay there, feeling as if his heart was filled with mixed feelings, all intertwined and making him at a loss for a moment.
When his eyes fell on Li in front of him, he felt an indescribable complex emotion surge in his heart. Since he was born into this world, he has communicated with Li only a few times, not even more than ten times. Although they are related by blood, they seem like the most familiar strangers. However, no matter what, he was indeed born from Li's womb.
At this moment, looking at Li in front of him, Yin Zijin actually vaguely felt a trace of long-lost maternal love. This feeling was both strange and warm to her, causing her to open her mouth involuntarily and begin to taste the bowl of bird's nest porridge. Li's face was full of self-blame, and she said softly: "Sixth Miss, it's all my fault, so wrong!
I don't have enough ability to protect you, why did I give birth to you? Now you are suffering with me..."
Yin Zijin remained silent, just mechanically swallowing the bird's nest porridge mouthful after mouthful. As for what the bird's nest porridge tasted like, he had no time to care about it, and it could even be said that he didn't taste anything at all.
In fact, it’s not that he didn’t want to respond to Li, but he really didn’t know where to start. Does he harbor any resentment towards Lee? Even he himself could not give a definite answer.
Because the root cause of all these tragedies is not Li himself, but the devil-like ethical system that eats people without leaving any bones and kills people without blood. And poor Li, like himself, was just an innocent victim of this cruel ethics.
After finishing the bird's nest porridge, Li gently put down the porcelain spoon in her hand, then carefully picked up the steaming medicine soup beside her, and fed it into Yin Zijin's mouth one spoonful at a time with gentle and skillful movements. Every sip of medicine seemed to carry her deep concern and love.
After Yin Zijin drank the last drop of medicine, Li slowly put down the medicine bowl, her eyes always staying on Yin Zijin's face, which looked extremely tired and pale as paper due to long-term illness. She reached out and gently stroked Yin Zijin's cheek, her eyes full of pity.
Then, Li carefully helped Yin Zijin up and let her lie back on the bed slowly. Yin Zijin closed her eyes slightly, as if she had no strength left to open them. Li pulled the quilt over Yin Zijin and carefully covered her with it, fearing that any cold air would invade.
After doing all this, Li sat quietly beside the bed, staring at Yin Zijin, wanting to speak but hesitant. Yes, I haven’t seen you for so many years. Even though I have thousands of words in my heart, I don’t know where to start at this moment.
After hesitating for a moment, Li said softly, "Zijin, I wanted to chat with you more, but now seeing you like this, I really can't bear to disturb you any longer.
You still don't look well, why don't you just get some more sleep. Auntie is here to accompany you and hum a little tune for you. This is what my mother used to hum for me when I was a child..."
As she spoke, Li cleared her throat and began to hum softly. The melody is melodious and graceful, like the breeze blowing across the lake in spring, gently soothing the human soul. At some point, Yin Zijin fell asleep.
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Three days later, in Bizhuxuan, Yin Zijin, leaning on the bed, stared out the window in a daze. Outside the window is a bamboo forest. The bamboo has turned yellow and the accumulated snow is pressing on the branches, as if it is going to break the bamboo.
Soon, Madam Zhou came over with five soft persimmons, quickly closed the window, and couldn't help saying: "The girl's illness hasn't recovered yet, why did you open the window?"
Yin Zijin said: "I can't leave the house. It's too stuffy. I want to get some fresh air."
Madam Zhou hung five soft persimmons on the beam of the bed and said, "Young lady, it's time to eat persimmons. These persimmons have just been taken out of the ice cellar and are very fresh.
However, you can only lick it before eating so that you can savor it carefully. The juice of the persimmon is very sweet.
If you bite it, you won't be able to savor the sweet taste. ”
Nanny Zhou helped Yin Zijin kneel on the bed, and Yin Zijin licked the persimmon bit by bit. Grandma Zhou smiled and asked, "How is it? Is it sweet?"
Yin Zijin shook her head and said, "The persimmon hasn't cracked yet, and I haven't tasted it yet."
Madam Zhou stood aside and said, "The girl needs to work harder. After a while, even the best food will no longer be delicious."
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