Hearing the old lady's rambling, Han Luoxue glared at her coldly: "Old lady, you're joking. If your precious granddaughter had succeeded that day, do you think she would have given us a second chance?"
"You? How can you talk like that, little girl? You're obviously from the countryside, raised by peasants, you have no manners at all. You're not dead, and my granddaughter doesn't have a hand, yet you keep harping on this. Aren't you vicious enough?"
"Young lady, let me tell you something: be forgiving when you can."
"Heh, so what if they're peasants? At least the people they teach won't wipe out someone's whole family!"
"Get out!"
A figure rushed out in a flurry, grabbed the gifts they had brought, and smashed them hard against the sedan chair.
"We've said it so many times, we won't forgive, and we won't accept reconciliation. Are you deaf or blind? Can't you hear or see?"
"So what if we're peasants? We don't steal, we don't rob, we don't kill or commit arson. We're much better off than you rich city folks!"
When Han Luoxue came out, she told them not to come out. But Han Mingyuan, who was inside, heard this and his anger flared up.
He had never seen such unreasonable people. It was clearly their fault, but they acted as if they were the ones who were at fault.
So, it's a mistake that they weren't wiped out or killed?
"Brother Yuan, don't be angry!"
Yunniang also ran out, afraid that Han Mingyuan would impulsively hit someone.
Although this old lady is really annoying, she is, after all, her nominal mother, even if it's not certain yet.
But what if it is? Then I'll be struck by lightning.
"Mother, why did you come out?" Han Luoxue's heart skipped a beat when she saw Yunniang come out. She hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to block Yunniang's way.
But the old lady raised her hand tremblingly, pointing at Yunniang with a shaky voice: "You, you are..."
She fainted before she could finish speaking.
She was still gripping the carriage curtain tightly with one hand. The snacks she had just thrown out were scattered all over the ground, and a few pieces were still dangling on the carriage, which looked rather funny.
Grandpa Chi was terrified when he saw this. He rushed over, hugged Madam Chi tightly, and asked anxiously, "My dear wife, are you alright?!"
"Don't scare me."
As she spoke, she turned to look at the group and shouted, "Doctor, where's the doctor?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yunniang's face.
"You, you, you are Qiao'er?"
His lips trembled violently, his body trembled slightly, his eyes were fixed on Yunniang, and he gripped the old lady's hand tightly.
"ah……"
The old woman woke up in pain, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the little face that haunted her dreams.
"Qiao'er!"
Her voice trembled, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Her lips trembled, and she opened her mouth as if to say something, but she couldn't utter a single word.
"Qiao'er, you are our Qiao'er!" Old Master Chi reacted quickly, but only a short while had passed. He stared at Yunniang without moving, never expecting to see his little daughter again.
The daughter's appearance has hardly changed; she is still as beautiful as before she was lost.
People in the capital used to say that his little Qiao'er was the most beautiful girl in the city. Although Qiao'er and Ling'er were sisters, their appearances differed slightly. Qiao'er was more beautiful and more intelligent. Qiao'er could master the same things before Ling'er could.
Back then, they had considered entrusting the management of Sixiu Pavilion to Qiao'er. However, they never expected that Qiao'er would disappear and remain missing for nearly twenty years.
"I am not your Qiao'er, my name is Yunniang!"
Seeing their agitated expressions and tear-streaked faces, Yunniang's heart stirred slightly. However, considering their recent actions, she hardened her expression and said, word by word:
"I'm just an ordinary village woman named Yunniang. My husband is also a peasant. We don't know any of this 'Qiao'er' or 'Qiao'er' you're talking about!"
This was simply a rehash of what the old lady had just said, presented to her in a different light.
Hearing this, the old lady knew the woman before her still harbored resentment. Her heart ached, one hand clenched tightly against her chest, tears streaming down her face. "Qiao'er, do you still resent your mother? I didn't know it was you. My words were unintentional. If I had known it was you..."
"Does one have the right to speak of someone unintentionally? Madam, you should go back. I will never agree to a settlement."
“This is my husband, this is my daughter. My youngest daughter and son are also in the room, along with my son-in-law and friends who are staying here. There are seven or eight people in total, and they were almost killed by your dear granddaughter’s men. How can I possibly agree to a settlement?”
Yunniang said, enunciating each word clearly.
"It's bad enough that you've come here time and time again, but you still insist on forcing us to forgive you."
"Yesterday, you even sent your eldest daughter to see me, and she hurled all sorts of insults at me. By the way, there's something I don't understand: this was the first time you two had seen me, so how did you recognize me as your daughter?"
"If you can recognize me at a glance, why can't your other daughter recognize me? Was she too young when I went missing, and has she forgotten what I look like?"
Yunniang spoke calmly, but the two old people felt a jolt in their hearts.
Old Master Chi's expression changed as he recalled what his eldest daughter had said yesterday.
Tell them to leave it alone and not to come looking for Yunniang.
If it weren't for her feeling guilty and wanting to apologize, and if her wife hadn't harbored resentment and uttered a few complaints, Yunniang wouldn't have come out.
Wait a minute, Grandpa Chi finally realized something was wrong.
He went to the farm so many times to try and catch Yunniang, but he never succeeded. Did Yunniang already know about their relationship?
Grandpa Chi suddenly felt a pang of heartache. After figuring everything out, his heart ached even more. He feared that his youngest daughter harbored deep resentment towards the old couple.
"I, Ling'er, guess it's been too long since I've seen you, and I've forgotten what you look like."
It was Old Madam Chi who murmured these words, but even she herself didn't believe them.
Don't remember her face? How is that possible? In the family's Buddhist shrine, an entire wall is covered with Qiao'er's portraits.
Although Chi Ling'er doesn't go there often, she goes at least five or six times a year. How could she not remember what Qiao'er looks like?
"Go back now, and don't come back again!"
"Qiao'er, I've been looking for you for over ten years! How could you be so heartless? We don't live far apart, why don't you come home and visit?"
"Don't you know that your mother almost tried to kill herself several times while looking for you?"
Old Madam Chi cried her heart out.
"And what's wrong? Why did you change your name? What Yunniang? Your name is Qiao'er, you're my little daughter!"
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