"Mom, I'm so sorry, so sorry..."
Zhao Qiuyue cried uncontrollably in Zhou Li's arms, repeatedly saying sorry.
Zhou Li's heart clenched. She sighed and gently patted Zhao Qiuyue's back: "Yue'er, don't be sad..."
She couldn't bring herself to say the word "forgiveness." She would never forget the day she left, when none of her three children would come out to see her.
The flesh and blood that fell from her own body did not side with her, and she could not forgive them.
Zhao Jifa went missing, and Zhao Jixue lacked a sense of responsibility.
The Zhao family's request for her to return wasn't because they truly knew they were wrong, but because they wanted her to go back and take care of the family. She wasn't stupid, so she stubbornly ignored the Zhao family.
Her two sons always harbored more hatred towards her, but she felt no unease when she drove them away.
But her daughter had grown up and probably understood a lot. When she came to see her, she didn't say anything, but just lowered her head and helped with the work. She felt bad because she wouldn't go back with her daughter. She could only give her a bowl of wontons at the end.
These memories made Zhou Li feel terrible.
"Mom, I'm sorry I didn't come out that time. I know I'm a bad child, and I've already been punished. I'll die in fifteen days. I've gotten my comeuppance..."
Zhao Qiuyue's tears flowed continuously, her heart filled with remorse and endless pain.
Grandma's beatings and scoldings no longer seemed like a big deal.
Compared to understanding the harm I've caused my mother, the physical pain seems insignificant.
"Moon, don't talk nonsense, you should study hard..."
Zhou Lixin felt as if she had been grabbed by a hand.
She couldn't forgive the children, but she also hoped they could be alright.
The dream was so vivid that Zhou Li felt a sharp pain in her heart. She couldn't help but wonder if it was some kind of omen.
"Waaah, I can't go to school anymore. My uncle and grandma won't let me go. They say I'll be married in two years and there's no need for me to go to school..."
"I envy them so much. I envy them being able to eat and go to school properly, I envy them having mothers. I know this is God's punishment for me. I'm so happy to see you in my dreams. I can finally hug you again... Waaaaah..."
Zhao Qiuyue hugged Zhou Li tightly and poured out her heartache to her.
In a corner unseen by her, Zhou Li also shed tears.
She carried the baby for ten months, and this is the flesh and blood she gave birth to.
She hated them for not showing any affection for their mother, and vowed in her heart never to speak to them again.
But even now, seeing her daughter cry still causes her pain.
"Moon..."
Zhou Li couldn't say anything, she just gently called her daughter's name and touched her daughter's hair.
Zhao Qiuyue kept crying. After realizing that they were about to part, she looked at Zhou Li with tears in her eyes. She longed to see her mother every day, but she knew it was just a dream.
When I wake up, I can't see her anymore; Mom will never come back.
"Mom, please don't come back. Grandma and Uncle only want you to work. You'll only suffer if you come back. No matter what injuries you see on me and my brother, it's all fake. Don't be soft-hearted..."
Zhao Qiuyue remembered her grandmother and uncle plotting how to get her mother back, and she sobbed as she gave them her final instructions.
Don't come back, never come back.
Zhou Li looked worried and reached out to stroke Zhao Qiuyue's cheek, trying to wipe away her tears, but the touch went right through Zhao Qiuyue's cheek, and the dream ended just like that.
Zhou Li sat up in bed. It was just getting light outside, and her heart was filled with worry.
That dream felt so real, reminding me of what my daughter, Zhao Qiuyue, had said.
My daughter is going to die in fifteen days. Is she sick?
Zhou Li was filled with worry. After a long pause, she sighed. The Zhao family's affairs were in the past for her, and whether they were doing well or not was no longer her concern.
It was time for her to set up her stall, so Zhou Li got up and prepared to go.
...
Zhao Qiuyue was woken up by being hit.
Grandma's stick struck her, and she curled up in pain.
"Lazybones! The sun's already high in the sky and you still won't get up! My family must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck to have such a lazybones like you. I ask you to do chores and you won't, but you eat more than a pig!"
Zhao's mother glared at Zhao Qiuyue with resentment, her anger so intense that no amount of beating Zhao Qiuyue could quell her rage.
"Go, don't come back until you've filled these buckets to the brim."
"I don't care if you went to steal or rob, if you come back empty-handed today, you might as well die!"
Zhao's mother pushed Zhao Qiuyue out of the house without letting her eat breakfast.
Zhao Qiuyue, rubbing her aching back, carried the bucket and walked towards the sea.
...
Zhao's mother was cursing and swearing, but the people around her were already used to it.
A door opened and beckoned to Zhao Qiuyue.
Zhao Qiuyue walked over, puzzled.
"There are only two steamed buns, take them and eat them..."
The woman only felt sorry for Zhao Qiuyue, so she stuffed two steamed buns into her hand and closed the door.
Zhao Qiuyue held the hot steamed bun and began to cry.
She ate the steamed buns but didn't go to the beach; instead, she went to a piece of land to weed.
...
Su Tiantian plays with Wang Jiao twice a day, once in the morning when she gets up to eat breakfast and comb her hair.
After lunch, they took a nap, and when they woke up, they went out to play and throw mud. They went home at dusk.
Upon seeing Zhao Qiuyue in the distance, Su Tiantian stopped.
When Zhao Qiuyue got closer, Su Tiantian saw that Zhao Qiuyue's eyes were red and swollen with tears. She asked in confusion, "Sister, why are you still crying?"
Are you still unhappy that you dreamed about your mother?
My eyes are so swollen and they keep tearing up. I look so sad.
Zhao Qiuyue forced a smile, opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, so she left without saying anything.
"Sweetie, ignore her, let's keep playing, there are only three more rounds left!"
Wang Jiao didn't care why Zhao Qiuyue was still crying; her face was filled with nothing but the desire to win. Today's mud-throwing game was about to end.
Su Tiantian mustered all her strength, determined to win.
But soon, Su Tiantian pouted and said defiantly, "I'll definitely win a lot more tomorrow..."
Wang Jiao's cheeks were flushed, and she couldn't hide her joy. She nodded emphatically, "Yes, I believe in you. Go, Tian Tian!"
Wang Jiao patted Su Tiantian's little hand.
Su Tiantian pouted even more.
Upon first meeting, she overheard Wang Jiao thinking, "I will definitely win again tomorrow."
After the two little ones parted ways, they went home separately.
That night, Su Tiantian went to sleep early, hoping to hug Su Luo in her dreams.
But she still didn't dream of Su Luo today.
Because she entered Zhao Qiuyue's dream.
"Huh? How did I get here?"
Su Tiantian felt very strange. She was supposed to enter her mother Su Luo's dream, so why did she end up in Zhao Qiuyue's dream?
Su Tiantian looked at Zhao Qiuyue and suddenly covered her ears.
It's so noisy, why is she constantly screaming for help?
Zhao Qiuyue saw Su Tiantian, but all around her was a vast expanse of white, and she didn't dare to move for a moment.
"Oh dear, why didn't you say anything after calling me here? You asked me to save you, what's wrong with you?"
Su Tiantian stared at Zhao Qiuyue for a while before finally asking a question.
She prayed to God to save her, and God came, but then she stopped saying anything. How could this be? She had to speak out to find out if God could help her.
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