Chapter 257: Waffles Can’t Be Eaten
"Isn't your husband abusive to you? If he knew you gave your waffles to the person who once sent him to the police station, he would probably hit you again."
"You should take it back and feed it to your child."
Huo Ning had a neutral expression as he calmly advised Zhu Xiulian.
Zhu Xiulian's eyes turned red, and she shook her head at Huo Ning, saying softly, "It's okay. He never eats the cookies I make, and he doesn't care whether I give them to others or not."
Huo Ning sighed and looked at her with pity, "I know you said that on purpose because you were afraid we wouldn't accept it."
“But we really can’t accept it.”
After all, this box of waffles really can't be accepted.
Originally, Mrs. Song loved Zhu Xiulian so much that she would remember even the small favors others had done for her, and even specially made some food by herself to thank those who had helped her.
She was about to accept it.
But now that Huo Ning mentioned this, she seemed to have just woken up from a dream.
Yeah, I can't have this box of waffles.
It’s okay if they accept it.
But who knows if Zhu Xiulian is okay?
"Honestly, Xiulian, you should take this thing back. It was just a piece of cake for us that day, you don't have to take it to heart."
Zhu Xiulian wiped away tears as she looked at the waffles on the table.
She didn't know what the Song family said was wrong, or what touched her sensitive nerves, but she suddenly broke down and cried loudly.
"Aunt Song, I know I'm useless. I can't do anything except wash clothes and cook. I can only do these things that are not presentable."
"I also want to buy you some nice things, but I have no money, and I don't have a decent job. My husband's family doesn't value me, and my parents' family doesn't support me. I'm sorry, I shouldn't make such things to bother you."
"I'll take it back now."
She looked lonely, with sadness evident in her eyes.
With her slightly bruised face, she looked really pitiful.
Old Mrs. Song felt a pain in her heart.
She also had a daughter, but her daughter has passed away.
But because of this, she couldn't bear to see other people's daughters suffer.
She immediately stopped Zhu Xiulian, who looked sad, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll take it. Don't say that about yourself."
"How can you be a useless person? You take care of their family all day long and devote all your time to them."
"Even if they don't appreciate you, you can't look down on yourself."
Mrs. Song gave such persuasion and accepted the waffles given by Zhu Xiulian.
Song Xingwen felt sad.
His wife passed away on the day she gave birth to Zhenzhen.
From then on, whenever he saw others having happy and healthy families, he would feel jealous and sad.
Even though something had happened to the Song family, he had seen many families fall apart, and when he saw this kind of domestic violence against his wife and not treating her as a human being, he would still feel angry.
Therefore, he, who was usually taciturn, rarely agreed with his mother and said a few words to comfort Zhu Xiulian.
Zhou Xiulian's eyes were red, and she carefully raised her head and looked at Old Lady Song and Song Xingwen, "Is everything you said true?"
Before anyone could answer, she finally showed a smile that was not flattering, "This is the first time someone doesn't deny me like this."
"Aunt Song, thank you."
"Thank you too, Brother Xingwen."
Her cautious eyes showed a hint of anticipation. "Try this cookie I made. It won't taste good when it gets cold."
Old Mrs. Song's heart sank.
Zhu Xiulian was so timid even when asking others to eat the food she cooked.
It’s hard to imagine how much injustice she suffered at home.
It is even more difficult to imagine how much inhuman abuse she suffered.
Zhu Xiulian handed a waffle to Mrs. Song.
Just as Mrs. Song was about to reach out to take it, Huo Ning raised her hand to stop her.
The expression on Zhu Xiulian's face suddenly froze.
She looked at Huo Ning cautiously, not even daring to speak too loudly.
But from her eyes, one could still see some embarrassment and timidity, "Did I...did I do something wrong? Or did I say something wrong to upset you?"
"Ha." Huo Ning sneered in response to her.
"Ms. Zhu is quite good at moral blackmail."
Not only did she not comfort Zhu Xiulian, but her expression was extremely cold.
So cold and indifferent that it is almost inhuman.
"You are so pitiful. You have never been praised by anyone. Your partner, your parents-in-law, and even you think you are useless. Then what?"
"This is obviously caused by the family you chose and your own personality."
"But you used your pity as your best weapon to morally blackmail my uncle and grandmother and force them to accept the things you made."
She had no expression on her face, and asked coldly and directly, "Why, does my grandma owe you money?"
Zhu Xiulian's body shook violently.
Her pupils constricted; Huo Ning's words pierced through her fragile self-esteem.
"So you still think that what I make is not presentable?"
"I'm sorry... I'm so presumptuous. I don't have a mother, so when I saw Aunt Song's gentle face, I thought of my own mother. I didn't know that this would make you dislike me. I'm sorry..."
She was humble and lowered herself to the dust, almost kneeling down to Huo Ning.
Old Mrs. Song and Song Xingwen frowned at the same time.
Ningning is actually not an impolite person and would not embarrass others for no reason.
Although no one knew why she suddenly attacked Zhu Xiulian, Ningning always had her own reasons.
Besides, even Senior Brother Ningning didn’t stop.
Maybe Ningning saw something that they didn't know?
Just as the Song family was thinking this, they saw Huo Ning sneer.
"Zhu Xiulian, I gave you the stage, so don't blame me if you don't want to step down."
She snatched the beautiful waffle from Zhu Xiulian's hand and then thrust it in front of Zhu Xiulian.
"Eat! Why don't you eat?!"
"Didn't you just pretend to be pitiful and let us eat the food you made?"
Zhu Xiulian's face turned pale.
She dodged the biscuit that Huo Ning threw at her and backed away with a look of fear on her face.
“Don’t…don’t give it to me!”
Huo Ning sneered, with a hint of emotion in his pupils.
"No way, no way, these are waffles you made yourself, you are not afraid to eat them!"
The light made Huo Ning's face look somewhat pale.
This made her expressionless face look a little creepy.
As soon as Zhu Xiulian met her eyes, she couldn't help but feel scared and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"Don't...don't give it to me, please."
"I...I won't eat! I can't eat!"
Huo Ning smiled and curled the corners of her lips, "Sorry, I'm a rebellious person by nature."
"If you don't tell me why you can't eat it, I will have no choice but to feed you!"