Chapter 235 This Home... She Can't Go Back
She was born outside the Daying Dynasty.
Although we speak the same language and learn the same characters.
But she really wasn't sure whether these relatives, whom she had never met but were connected to her by blood, were willing to accept her and acknowledge her identity.
Besides...she is a mute.
The banks of the Inner City River are particularly prosperous, with many brothels and mansions, but there are also some quiet alleys.
After finding out the location of Linshui Lane, the four people walked forward, turned right when they reached the first lane, and began counting the seventh house on the left.
That’s right, houses. This alley may seem inconspicuous, but on both sides are large courtyards with noble gates. You can tell at a glance that the people inside are very rich.
There is a plaque hanging at the gate of the seventh house - Fang House.
Sang Yu glanced at Xiao Zhao and asked the father and son to wait for a while while she led the little girl to the gate of Fang's house.
The servant at the door saw her coming and bowed politely: "Young lady, what can I do for you?"
"Young man, I want to ask you something. The second young lady in the mansion..." Xiao Zhao had said before that her mother was the second child, so Sang Yu wanted to find out first.
However, as soon as she uttered the word "Second Miss", before she could continue, the young servant's expression suddenly changed.
"What second young lady? Our Fang family's second young lady died of illness a long time ago. Go, go, go, don't make trouble."
Then he began to drive away Sang Yu and Xiao Zhao.
"Hey, you were fine just now, why did your attitude change when you mentioned the second girl?" Sang Yu was of course not happy. She asked questions while resisting, and her voice was getting louder and louder.
The servant on the other side was so frightened that he hurried over to drive them away, and only stopped after he had driven the two men out of the gate of Fang's house.
Sang Yongjing and Sang Xingjia hurried over and helped the two of them up.
"Yu'er, are you okay?"
"No injuries?"
Sang Yu brushed off the dust on her butt: "It's okay, it's okay, I just fell down after being pushed, I'm not hurt."
"How can this servant be so unreasonable? I'm going to talk to them." Sang Yongjing was indignant. If they didn't know each other, then they didn't know each other. Why were they pushing each other? What if they accidentally got hurt?
"Hey, Dad, don't go." Sang Yu grabbed his arm, "There's something wrong with this."
Based on the expressions and behavior of the two servants just now, she was sure that this Fang family must have a second daughter, and she was most likely Xiao Zhao's mother.
But the servants of their family are so secretive about this name, I'm afraid there must be something else going on.
She found an open space and pulled Xiao Zhao to squat down.
In fact, there were some things she should have asked earlier, but Xiao Zhao had just arrived at that time and was still very wary of her family. Basically, she just shook her head no matter what she asked, so she gave up.
Now I have to ask.
"Xiao Zhao, I want to ask you something. If you know the answer, write it down. If you don't know, just shake your head."
Seeing that the other party didn't respond after she finished speaking, Sang Yu gently pushed Xiao Zhao: "Did you hear what I just said?"
The dazed Xiao Zhao finally came to his senses and looked at her blankly, so she had to repeat it again.
Seeing her nod to indicate that she understood, Sang Yu asked, "Your mother and your father didn't get married in a proper way, with three matchmakers and six betrothals, right?"
Xiao Zhao nodded. She had heard her mother mention that her father had once seen injustice and rescued her from the hands of a villain, and later they had her.
"Is your father a foreigner?" Sang Yu asked again.
When she first met Xiao Zhao, she only thought that the child had really big eyes, but after being in close contact for a long time, she realized that the other party was probably not a pure Chinese.
Xiao Zhao still nodded.
With the answers to these two questions, Sang Yu felt that she could almost piece together the truth of the matter. The second young lady of the Fang family was kidnapped by thieves when she was out or attending a party and never returned.
For the sake of the reputation of other women in the family, the elders of the Fang family, who had searched for her but could not find her, announced that the second young lady had died of illness.
As for how the second daughter of the Fang family met the foreigner, married him and gave birth to Xiao Zhao, it doesn't matter.
Sang Yu was certain of one thing, that even if Xiao Zhao could prove her identity, the Fang family would say that she was an orphan who came from nowhere and forged a token of trust in an attempt to marry into a wealthy family.
This home...she can't go back.
"Xiao Zhao..." Sang Yu didn't know how to explain the truth to the child in front of her who obviously still had great expectations of his family. It would be too cruel.
After some hesitation, Sang Yu decided to tell her the truth.
She dared to follow them to Lingnan City this time, but next time she might sneak over on her own.
By then, she might be beaten to death by the Fang family or sold to another place. It would be better for her to give up this idea completely.
"You may not understand the rules of the Daying Dynasty..."
After listening to this, Xiao Zhao had a blank expression and her eyes were unfocused. No one knew what she was thinking about.
Sang Yu sighed softly, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and patted her back gently: "Cry if you want to, it will be better after crying."
Secular etiquette and family reputation.
Is it really worth it to deny the existence of a daughter who is still alive just for these eight words?
Sang Yu doesn't understand.
The crying of a mute always makes bystanders feel heartbroken and uncomfortable.
Xiao Zhao was clearly screaming and wailing heartbreakingly - her mouth was wide open, the veins on her neck were bulging, and even the saliva that she couldn't swallow in time was stuck between her lips and teeth, but the surroundings were dead silent.
Her silent sorrow was like a frozen pantomime.
Despite the extremely fierce cries, there was still only silence, which weighed heavily on the hearts of the onlookers, making it difficult to breathe.
After only a moment's watching, Sang Yongjing couldn't bear it anymore and turned away first. It was as if she wasn't crying because she couldn't see.
However, Sang Xingjia stared intently, trying to imprint this scene in his mind.
After the violent emotional fluctuations, Xiao Zhao gradually calmed down, only his body still twitched from time to time.
He clutched Sang Yu's sleeves tightly with both hands, like a puppy afraid of being abandoned by its owner.
Knowing that this was a manifestation of her lack of security, Sang Yu said nothing, but picked her up and asked the father and son to go to Liu Mao's house together.
It took some time to find Fang's house. When we arrived at Liu Mao's house, it was almost noon.
They were lucky. Liu Mao had just arrived home and it was him who opened the door after they knocked.
"Miss Sang, Uncle, Brother Sang," Liu Mao greeted them one by one, feeling somewhat puzzled. "Why are you here?"
Sang Yu was puzzled by this. "I sent you oden a few days ago, but you didn't come to me for the recipe. I thought something had happened to you. How come you're the one who came to my house now and it's our fault?"
"Oden? What is that?" Liu Mao was confused.
When Liu saw Sang Yu and his group appear in the yard, she immediately stood up and tiptoed back to her room. However, before she reached the door of her room, she was stopped by Liu Mao.
"Mom, tell me what happened?"
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