With the old lady's care and Xie Qingqing gradually coming to her senses, things finally calmed down for a while. Xie Wan'er couldn't cause any trouble, and she didn't dare to act recklessly, so she could only take Madam Xie out.
Mr. and Mrs. Xie paid little attention to Xie Qingqing, and rarely gave her any pocket money. It wasn't that they deliberately withheld it, but rather that they simply didn't care. Because they didn't care, they weren't even aware of the problem.
Fortunately, he is still young, so as long as he has enough to eat and drink, and we can buy him some school supplies, we won't buy any luxury goods.
In addition, Xie Jingyue occasionally spits out gold coins, so she is not short of money.
Xie Wan'er often went out with Madam Xie, returning with large bags and bundles of things, putting on a loving facade in front of Xie Qingqing. See, your biological mother loves me the most, not you.
Are you very angry? Are you very sad?
But there's nothing you can do; you're just not favored.
Xie Qingqing was very sad at first. She hadn't had a good life for the past ten years. She thought that returning home would give her the life she wanted. She would have loving parents, a harmonious family, and wouldn't have to worry about money.
But in reality, there was nothing. She was nothing; she had simply moved from one prison to another. They were all cages, no different from each other.
At first, she was very sad, feeling that the world was just like that, targeting her. At that moment, she seemed to have lost the will to live. "Forget it, let it be," she thought, "no one loves me anyway."
But the appearance of her aunt gave her hope.
Her aunt strongly stood up for her, providing support and giving her the courage to reconcile with the world. She learned to stop suffering injustice and to talk to trusted people about her problems – that's the best way to solve anything.
The prerequisite is that she must have someone she trusts.
Looking at Xie Wan'er's smug face, Xie Qingqing felt nothing, even thinking the other woman was a bit like a clown. Thinking about it carefully, Xie Wan'er was actually quite pitiful; she could only survive on that little bit of pampering, and all she craved was the attention of the adults.
Having lost the aura of being a Miss Xie, she was just a pitiful little thing living under someone else's roof. But this pitiful little thing lacked self-awareness, and the house was a complete mess.
Fortunately, my aunt and grandmother are normal people.
While I may say I'm indifferent, I still feel a little heartbroken. Who doesn't crave their parents' love? It's just self-deception.
"Qingqing, come to Grandma." The old lady beckoned to Xie Qingqing.
"What's wrong, Grandma?" Xie Qingqing ran over.
"Help Grandma thread the needle. She's getting old and her eyesight isn't very good anymore." The old lady held the needle in one hand and the thread in the other, her hands trembling, but she couldn't thread the needle no matter what she tried.
"Okay, Grandma."
She took the needle and thread, first cutting off the frizzy end with scissors. Seeing that the thread wasn't so frizzy anymore, she poked the thread end into the eye of the needle. Luckily, the eye was big enough; otherwise, she might have had to put it in her mouth and suck on it.
Although I don't know why this operation exists, it seems to be a nationwide practice.
"Okay, Grandma, look!" She happily held up the thread, and the needle was hanging in the air, swaying.
"Young girl's eyes are so sharp. If I were younger, I would have threaded the needle right away," the old lady said with some emotion as she took the needle and thread.
"I used to have your aunt help me with my clothes, but after she graduated, she moved out of the house, saying she wanted to be independent and be the leading lady of her own life. Sigh! Isn't it better to just be the little princess at home?"
"When she was little, if she bumped or bruised herself, she would run to me crying and ask me to blow on it to cool her down. I thought she would be just as delicate as she was when she grew up, but I didn't expect her to be even stronger now. Thinking back to how she used to cry on my shoulder, it all feels like it happened just yesterday."
The old lady reminisced about the past, chattering on and on. She used to love bringing people over to brag about how cute her little girl was, but now that her house has grown so much, fewer people come to visit, and she feels empty inside.
As her children grew up and started their own families, she, the old woman, became truly alone.
Now that she's finally caught a junior, she's going to say everything she's kept inside all these years.
Xie Qingqing is a very good listener. Her focused gaze conveys her sincerity, making you want to continue talking to her. When she felt tired, she liked to go to the village entrance and chat with the old ladies. Even though she couldn't understand their words, it at least calmed her mind.
"Wasn't my aunt adorable when she was little? She's so beautiful now, I think she's even prettier than celebrities."
Not only is she good-looking, but she also dresses very fashionably. She may not be good at speaking, but what she does say is always the truth.
After hearing this, the old lady couldn't help but raise her eyebrows proudly. "Of course! Your aunt was very popular back then. Many people wanted to get engaged to her, but I refused them all. Our family doesn't need to use marriage alliances to solidify its position. Besides, she's just a young girl; she should just grow up properly. We don't need her to get involved in those complicated matters."
Upon hearing this, Xie Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little envious.
My aunt was born into a privileged family and was pampered by everyone. Because she lacked neither money nor love, she has become the flamboyant person she is today. Although I don't know how I won her favor, I feel honored.
"Your aunt doesn't let others see her childhood photos, otherwise I would have shown them to you." The old lady said with some regret.
Those photos were all taken normally; they didn't capture any private parts, and they were all very cute pictures. It's just that Yueya insists on hiding them from everyone, otherwise she would definitely show them off.
"Grandma, what are you sewing now?" Xie Qingqing changed the subject, trying to cheer up the old lady.
"Oh, I'm making a dress for your aunt. I used to make all her clothes." Making clothes only requires a sewing machine; this needle isn't for sewing, but for embroidering patterns.
The old lady had learned Suzhou embroidery before, and later she incorporated this element into her clothes, making them look more sophisticated and unique.
"Here, have this. If you eat too much, my blood sugar will go up, which isn't good."
A plate of snacks was placed in front of Xie Qingqing, and she politely said, "Thank you, Grandma."
After that, I sat quietly by her side, observing her embroidery technique and how the pattern gradually appeared.
"If you want to learn, I can teach you, but you can't give up halfway." The old lady was probably really bored, so she said something she thought she would never say before.
"Really? Grandma, I will definitely study hard!" Xie Qingqing said excitedly.
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