Chapter 545 Tian Zihui's Identity 1
Tian Zihui's face was extremely dark.
Ye Rou was completely unaware and continued to drink her porridge after dropping two bombshells.
She had a soft tongue like a kitten and was afraid of getting burned. She stirred the porridge back and forth until it was almost scattered before she took a careful sip.
Her long black hair was tied behind her head, her face was delicate, her white fingers were holding a ceramic spoon, and her bright red tongue was rolling up the rice porridge, like a kitten drinking water, very well-behaved.
"Is it cold?" Jiang Chen asked her with his eyes lowered.
"Yeah." Ye Rou nodded.
Jiang Chen's eyes were dark and red, and his eye sockets were full of bloodshot. He had been up all night and was mentally exhausted.
Ye Rou stuffed the cooled rice porridge into his hand and said, "Eat quickly, then go upstairs and take a nap."
Seeing Jiang Chen take it, Ye Rou filled another bowl of rice porridge, blew on the heat, and continued stirring.
The clinking sound of the spoon hitting the bowl wall sounded even more piercing in the quiet room.
Tian Zihui's face darkened, and he shouted irritably, "Stop eating!"
She suddenly got angry, and scared Cai Xiaoxia so much that she trembled.
The old lady who was always kind and gentle to her suddenly changed her expression. Cai Xiaoxia held the small bowl and looked at others at a loss.
Uncle Liang's already dark face became even gloomier. He sat quietly with his head down, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
The thick dark clouds look like those that indicate rain is coming, and the people who see them feel heavy and uncomfortable.
Cai Xiaoxia looked at her mother for help.
She stood at the kitchen door, holding the door frame, her face pale, her eyes red and swollen, and tears as big as beans rolled down her cheeks.
"mom."
Cai Xiaoxia walked over with the bowl in her hand, "Mom, don't cry."
Cai Zhenli pushed Cai Xiaoxia away and ran towards Ye Rou.
She forced a smile, seemingly natural, but actually stiff, and said:
"Ms. Ye, I know you don't like me, but you can't make up stories about my parents."
Ye Rou raised an eyebrow: "Arrangement?"
"My mother is mute because of illness, she is not pretending. Everyone in our village knows this." Cai Zhenli gave an example to refute Ye Rou's words.
Ye Rou blew the hot steam from the bowl of porridge: "She is pretending."
Cai Zhenli shook her head and insisted, "Miss Ye, my mother is just an ordinary peasant woman. Why would she pretend to be mute for no reason? This obviously doesn't make sense."
"Not for no reason."
Ye Rou curled her lips and smiled, explaining to her thoughtfully:
"Because you gave birth to a stillborn baby, your mother happened to see your father switching babies. To save her life, she pretended to be mute. That's pretty logical."
She spread her hands and smiled, then casually struck out a thunderbolt, which made Cai Zhenli take two steps back and almost fall down.
"Impossible, you're lying to me!"
"My mother is mute because she is sick. Xiaoxia is my daughter."
"How could I give birth to a stillborn baby?"
"At that time I..." Cai Zhenli's voice became lower and lower.
Li Gang’s ferocious face jumped into Cai Zhenli’s mind.
yes.
When she was eight months pregnant, Li Gang became furious because she served him rice without giving it to him first.
He kicked her to the ground, and in his anger, he forgot that she was pregnant and kicked her in the stomach.
After so many years, Cai Zhenli still remembers how painful that kick was.
It felt like an electric drill stirring her internal organs. The pain made her eyes go black. Then she felt something under her legs. She struggled to sit up and saw that there was blood between her legs.
Her eyes went dark, and the next thing she knew was that she was home.
Her mother held her hand and comforted her, saying that everything was fine, and asked her not to think too much, conserve her energy and give birth to the baby.
Throughout the day and night, Cai Zhenli was exhausted several times and cried out in pain, saying she didn't want to have a baby anymore.
"It's out, it's out!" The midwife who assisted in the delivery was ecstatic.
Cai Zhenli lay exhausted on the bed and just wanted to take a look at the child.
The midwife paused after congratulating him, quickly wrapped the baby in cloth, and left with a strange look on her face.
She was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep without thinking.
When she woke up again, the baby was placed next to her pillow. He was fair and tender, and extremely healthy, not at all like a premature baby.
Cai Zhenli felt a little strange in her heart.
But soon after, her mother fell ill with a high fever. She was weak from postpartum confinement, and the Li family asked her to go back to work and earn work points. A lot of mess came her way, and she didn't think much about it.
She comforted herself that it was God's mercy and ignored the slight abnormality.
"Mom." Seeing her mother fall, Cai Xiaoxia put down the bowl and nervously came to help Cai Zhenli.
She stretched out her hand but was grabbed tightly by Cai Zhenli.
Cai Xiaoxia looked up blankly.
Her mother propped herself up and looked at her. Her usually gentle eyes were now scrutinizing, extremely cold and dark, and the force she pulled on her wrist was getting stronger and stronger.
"Mom." Cai Xiaoxia was at a loss.
In the past, Cai Zhenli felt warm when she heard the word "Mom", but now she feels cold.
If Cai Xiaoxia was not her child, all her efforts and sacrifices over the years, and her compromise in the Li family for the sake of the child, would have become a joke.
Cai Zhenli tried hard to tell herself that Xiaoxia was her child.
But when Ye Rou pushed away the clouds and mist in front of her, she could no longer deceive herself.
In fact, Xiaoxia doesn’t look like anyone from the Li or Cai family at all.
Li Gang's family has broad noses, big faces, dark skin and strong physique.
The Cai family has delicate facial features, big eyes, low eyebrows, soft features, and is not short in stature.
Xiaoxia has fair skin, small eyes, a narrow face and a thin figure.
She is obviously thirteen years old, but she looks like a girl of seven or eight years old.
Once people start to doubt, they will feel that everything is wrong. Cai Zhenli is in this state of mind now.
If it wasn't her child, whose child could it be?
Hasn't she been making wedding dresses for others all these years?
"Mom, it hurts."
Cai Xiaoxia cried out in pain softly. Frightened by her mother's ferocious expression, she tried to run away in panic.
"Why are you running!" Cai Zhenli yelled at her rudely, without her usual patience.
The mother and daughter pulled and tugged, but Cai Xiaoxia was weak and was dragged to the ground.
“Wow!”
The child was frightened and started crying loudly.
Cai Zhenli did not help her, but stood aside with a cold look.
"Xiaoxia!" Instead, Tian Zihui walked over with concern, picked up the child, and coaxed her carefully: "Let grandma take a look, are you hurt?"
"Wow--" The more she tried to coax the child, the harder he cried. Cai Xiaoxia felt like she had found someone to support her, and she cried more aggrievedly.
"Mom, don't hurt me anymore."
"Don't cry, dear, grandma is talking to her." Tian Zihui patted the child's thin back and stared at Cai Zhenli.
"You doubt your child's biological identity just because someone says a few things to you. Is there any mother like you?"
"Xiaoxia is your daughter, and you don't believe your daughter even if you listen to outsiders?"
"Old lady." Ye Rou called her dissatisfiedly: "Two days ago, when you asked Cai Zhenli to stay, you kept saying we were family. Now I'm an outsider."
"Shut up!"
Tian Zihui had obviously endured it to the extreme, "You have messed up our good family!"
"If I had known earlier, I would have let you stay in Dahe Village until you died. Your father should not have taken you back."
"Home doesn't feel like home now. We are scattered and separated. Are you satisfied?"
"Yushan, I used to tolerate her for your sake, but now I tell you, this family either has her or me, or it has me or her, you decide for yourself!"
Tian Zihui made some harsh remarks, but Liang Yushan did not respond for a long time.
She looked over with dissatisfaction.
Liang Yushan's face looked extremely cold.
Liang Yushan was a filial son. No matter how excessive Tian Zihui's actions were, he never got angry with his mother.
But right now, his cold expression was too terrifying.
"What are you looking at?" Tian Zihui lowered her voice in dissatisfaction.
Liang Yushan said coldly: "Mom, what is your relationship with this child?"
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