A strange smell wafted into my nose, and I didn't know how long it had been since this body had taken a bath.
Her eyes swept back and forth between the two of them. Oh, she had to wash herself first, otherwise she would keep smelling that strange odor and she felt like she would be suffocated to death.
Bei Yutang returned to her room and took the musty quilt from the bed to the yard outside to dry. She opened the cupboard and took out the clothes inside.
Every time he took out a piece of clothing, the expression on Bei Yutang's face became more embarrassed.
Oh my god, have these clothes never been washed?!
Bei Yutang picked and chose, and finally found a piece of clothing that looked relatively clean.
She found her clothes, but she was in trouble for Xiao Zimo's clothes.
Bei Yutang followed the fragmented memories and dug out Xiao Zimo's clothes. These clothes were more like patches than clothes.
The clothes were obviously adult-sized and had traces of mending all over them.
Bei Yutang looked at the clothes he was wearing, which were similar to the clothes in her hand.
Oh, this is really poor!
Little Zimo opened his big black eyes and looked at Bei Yutang in confusion. He didn't know what his mother was thinking of when she suddenly rummaged through the boxes and cabinets looking for clothes.
"Let's go take a shower."
Xiao Zimo was stunned and looked at her in surprise.
The little fellow hesitated to speak, and seeing Bei Yutang's gentle expression, he asked cautiously, "Mom, are you okay?"
After she wanted to wake up, the little guy finally found a chance to ask.
"fine."
"But..." Xiao Zimo hesitated to speak.
He still remembers what his mother looked like when she suddenly fainted.
"Don't worry, I'm in good health." Bei Yutang looked at the undisguised worry in Xiao Zimo's eyes, and a hint of warmth rose in her cold heart.
The original owner, Mu Zhitao, treated him like this, but he not only did not resent her, but also cared about her so much.
Oh, I really don’t know what the original owner, Kinomo, had in mind.
"I'll go fetch some water. You boil the water in the tank first," Bei Yutang ordered.
"Yeah." Xiao Zimo nodded.
Bei Yutang carried the wooden bucket and walked towards the stream according to his memory.
Halfway through the journey, they met a few women. When they saw Bei Yutang, they looked surprised.
Bei Yutang walked past the group and heard their conversation from behind.
"Isn't that Mu Zhitao? She was lying on the bed half-dead and unable to move. How come she is fine now?" a woman said puzzledly.
"Who knows? A few days ago, I saw her kid running to Doctor Li's house to beg him to treat him. He knelt at the door for a whole day."
"Er Gouzi is a good kid, but it's a pity that he has such an unreliable mother."
"That's right. I feel pity for Ergouzi. Every day he is either beaten or scolded by Mu Zhitao, and there is never a day without peace. The last time Mu Zhitao hit Ergouzi on the forehead with a wooden stick, I remember he fainted on the spot." The woman said, her tone full of indignation.
"Luckily, the child was lucky enough not to be beaten to death."
Bei Yutang listened to the whispers of several people, and from the fragmented memories, he found out what they were talking about.
That time, the original owner, Mu Zhitao, failed to get a match because she had a child with her. The family she had finally found rejected her because of this reason.
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