After Mao Xia's accident, Zhou Fangchun completely abandoned Mao Guangyu. No matter what Song Qingchun and Mao Anping said, she remained unmoved and stayed at home with Mao Xia every day, fearing that Mao Xia might do something foolish.
"Xiaxia, don't scare Mommy. You have to be good. We'll wash with salt water and drink some vinegar and sour fruit juice. That way you won't get pregnant. Oh, and you can also do frog jumps. Doing frog jumps a lot will definitely prevent you from getting pregnant."
Mao Xia sat there blankly. She wasn't as weak as Zhou Fangchun thought. She wouldn't jump off a building to commit suicide, she wouldn't do anything. All she wanted to do was kill everyone who had hurt her.
She wanted Qiu Jiadong and Zhou Chuyu to pay the price. She also hated Mao Guangyu's preference for sons over daughters. If Mao Guangyu hadn't messed around with women and hadn't transferred money to Qiu Yun, he wouldn't have gone to jail, and she wouldn't have been ridiculed.
Song Qingchun heard someone inside talking about frog jumping and found it strange, so he knocked on the door.
"Fangchun, what did your sister-in-law say? Can they save Guangyu?"
Zhou Fangchun said impatiently, "I don't know, go ask him yourself if you're so sure!"
Song Qingchun was taken aback. Her daughter-in-law had never dared to speak to her like that before. Had Zhou Fangchun gone too far?
But she knew things were different now. Mao Guangyu had fathered a child outside the marriage, ruining any remaining affection between them. She had to ask Zhou Fangchun for help.
"Fangchun, you need to pay more attention to Guangyu's affairs, and also to that child named Zhouzhou. Guangyu sent someone to deliver a message, wanting me to take Zhouzhou home. I want to discuss it with you, and we can bring the child home tomorrow."
Qiu Yun and Cao Zhiming were arguing fiercely, and Cao Zhiming didn't go home for several days. His parents were also at their wits' end with Zhouzhou; they had loved her for so many years, but she wasn't their own child, and Cao Zhiming's parents were very distressed.
Zhou Fangchun didn't give birth to a son, Mao Xia didn't do well on his university entrance exams, and the child has been acting mysteriously lately. Song Qingchun can't count on Mao Xia, so she wants to bring Zhouzhou back and raise him herself.
Zhou Fangchun sneered. Song Qingchun and Mao Anping favored boys over girls. When Mao Xia was little, she had to be careful about how she got her grandparents to hold her.
She and Mao Xia are still alive, yet she wants to bring the child back. Is she trying to embarrass her in front of the neighbors after she's dead?
Zhou Fangchun flung open the door, her anger blazing. "Bring the child back? What do you mean? Your Mao family begged me to save Mao Guangyu, and you still dare to humiliate me. Bringing back a child this big, how are Mao Xia and I supposed to face the world?"
Song Qingchun also felt he was in the wrong. "Things have come to this point, and they don't want to raise that child anyway. What else can we do if we don't bring him back?"
"I don't care what you do, just don't let me see that child!"
Zhou Fangchun slammed the door shut in anger.
Mao Xia sat on the bed, glaring at her toes, her heart churning with turmoil.
The places where Qiu Jiadong violated her still ache, and the bruises on her body haven't faded yet, all reminding her of that painful truth.
Not only did Song Qingchun not care about her, but he also rubbed salt into her wounds by taking that boy home.
Why is it that she suffers such humiliation while the boy doesn't have to endure anything, even though they are both Mao Guangyu's children?
If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be living such a miserable life.
Mao Xia ran out of the house and rode her bicycle to Qiu Yun's building. Zhou Fangchun found out Qiu Yun's whereabouts and mentioned it to Mao Xia. When Mao Xia arrived, a little boy was playing at the door.
She had seen Zhouzhou before and wouldn't be mistaken. The child looked like Mao Guangyu, so it would be difficult to mistake him for someone else.
Mao Xia glared at him fiercely.
Zhouzhou is playing hopscotch. His grandparents have been sighing a lot lately because no one wants to play with him. His parents are also arguing a lot, and his mother always cries while holding him. Zhouzhou is unhappy, so he hopscotch by himself.
Noticing someone watching him, Zhouzhou turned around and asked, "Sister, do you know me?"
Mao Xia sneered. The child was innocent, but the child's existence had hurt too many people.
Mao Xia coldly took out a piece of candy, but Zhouzhou refused to take it, so Mao Xia forcibly stuffed the candy into his hand.
Zhouzhou stared at the candy in her hand, without moving it.
Dad said we shouldn't eat things given by strangers. My sister is very pretty, but she's also a stranger, so Zhouzhou shouldn't eat her food.
It couldn't be easier for an adult to deal with a child.
Mao Xia bent down and smiled. "I'm your older sister. Do you want to find your father?"
Zhouzhou loves his father the most, but he hasn't seen him for several days. His longing for his father made him sit in the back seat of Maoxia's car.
Mao Xia rode his bicycle expressionlessly.
She had read in the newspaper that there was a group of beggars near Deyang Railway Station who often brought their children out to beg.
The adults all say that the children are not their biological children, and that they deliberately buy other people's disabled children to beg for more money.
They might even beat able-bodied children into disability.
These days, human trafficking is rampant, and it's not uncommon for children to be abducted.
Young boys are the most popular. A smart and cute boy like Zhouzhou will be taken away by someone before long.
If a child is abducted, no matter how much effort the parents put in, they will never find him. Even if they could find him, there would be no need for her and Zhou Fangchun to search for him.
Mao Xia has no sympathy for others. No one is in more pain than her. Zhouzhou's existence is unreasonable. If Mao Guangyu dares to treat her like this, she dares to make Mao Guangyu and Qiuyun suffer from pangs of conscience.
Mao Xia placed Zhouzhou at the entrance of the alley next to the train station.
"Wait here for a while, Dad will come to pick you up."
Zhouzhou nodded helplessly and sat obediently on the steps. The train station was bustling with people, and little Zhouzhou could only peek through the gaps between adults' legs. He was a little sleepy; it was noon, his nap time, but he dared not close his eyes, afraid his father would come and not find him.
He wanted to be a good boy so that his father wouldn't say he didn't want him anymore.
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