After returning to the house, He Yin placed the dark red gift box on the table. She couldn't help but look at it from left to right.
She immediately walked forward, took out the skirt, tried it on herself again and again, and looked in the mirror, feeling extremely satisfied.
In the small kitchen, Jiang Hongyan let out a long breath, sat down on the chair, and looked a little unhappy.
After being in a daze for a while, she stood up, took out a basin from the cabinet on the side, took out a few steamed buns she had just made today, and put some dried meat she made herself.
After putting everything away, she looked at the basin on the table and hesitated for a long time.
She wanted to take these things to Xia Chu to ease the tense relationship between them.
But in recent days, every time they meet, they are not happy, and I don’t know if she will accept these.
Jiang Hongyan hesitated to the extreme. She looked towards the main hall and vaguely saw He Yiran holding the new skirt.
She sighed helplessly.
After cleaning up in the kitchen for a while, she felt exhausted, her throat was itchy, and she couldn't stop coughing.
“Ahem…”
“Ahem—”
She seemed to be a little sick since two days ago. Her forehead was a little hot, but the temperature was not too high.
The most uncomfortable thing is my throat. It feels itchy when I speak, and I can't sleep well at night.
As soon as she fell ill, He Yiran and He Dayuan immediately avoided her like the plague god.
When they saw her coughing, they quickly stepped back with a look of disgust on their faces, fearing that the disease would be transmitted to them.
She has been coughing for two days in a row. Sometimes she coughs so hard that she feels like her lungs are going to burst. It's really serious.
But neither the father nor the daughter was willing to take the time to accompany her to the hospital.
Some even said that it was just a cold and that it would be healed in a few days without treatment.
It's her fault that she has money but can't spend it and has to waste it.
Jiang Hongyan felt bitter, but she didn't have the energy to argue with them.
Whenever she felt sad, she would always think of the time when Jiang Xiachu was still alive, and she couldn't help feeling sad.
When Xia Chu was around, whenever she was sick or something, she was the only one who worried about herself, running around to get her hot water and take care of her.
In this family, Jiang Xiachu is the only one who cares about her health. Apart from her, no one else cares about her.
Thinking of this, Jiang Hongyan suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
It's obvious at first glance that the father and daughter are unreliable people. Without Jiang Xiachu, when she gets old and gets sick, she won't be able to take care of herself, and there won't even be anyone to accompany her to the hospital.
Even Meng Anyao, her biological daughter, couldn't accompany her, and she would never let anyone know this secret in her life.
So, she can't get married and end up living alone, right?
When she thought of this sad future, Jiang Hongyan became terrified.
It seems that she still has to reconcile with Jiang Xiachu. After all, she is her daughter.
Even if she is not a biological mother, in Jiang Xiachu's eyes, she is the only mother.
She shouldn't be so cruel.
Jiang Hongyan was thinking about all kinds of things in the kitchen, and finally decided to take the things and go find Jiang Xiachu.
They are mother and daughter, a relationship that cannot be severed.
She was about to go out with the basin in her hand when the sky outside suddenly turned cloudy.
The rain came quickly, and it suddenly became heavy in just three or two minutes. The raindrops fell densely and pattered.
Jiang Hongyan hesitated for a moment and looked at the steamed buns and dried meat in her bowl.
After a while, she simply opened the umbrella beside her, went out, and strode towards the Lin family.
No matter what, she wanted to reconcile with Jiang Xiachu.
She took the things to see Jiang Xiachu. She didn't believe that Jiang Xiachu could be so cruel.
Jiang Hongyan was still sick and didn't go to the hospital. She just took some leftover medicine from before, so her complexion was very bad and even her lips were pale.
It was raining outside and the weather was getting a little cold. She was wearing a thin coat and holding an umbrella, looking particularly weak.
On the way to Fang Yingqiu's house to seek peace, Jiang Hongyan was determined to win.
Jiang Xiachu is the daughter she raised, and she knows her best.
Xia Chu is a soft-hearted and kind person, and is usually the most well-behaved.
Sometimes she even doubted whether she had raised this girl, as her personality was completely different from hers.
She braved the rain to find Jiang Xiachu to make peace today. She definitely couldn't bear to reject her again, and might even be moved by her.
Holding an umbrella, Jiang Hongyan walked with big strides, and her trouser legs were covered with mud spots.
Outside the umbrella, the dripping rain formed a line.
Jiang Hongyan looked at the falling rain, her thoughts suddenly becoming hazy, as she recalled how Jiang Xiachu looked when he was still at home.
In the whole family, Jiang Xiachu is the most well-behaved one.
Even though she was the most harsh to Jiang Xiachu and didn't give her anything good, she still loved her as a mother very much.
Whenever she was sick, Jiang Xiachu would come to care for her, cook for her, and even bring the food to her table, calling her "Mom" over and over again.
She would ask her if she was feeling uncomfortable and think about taking her to see a doctor.
Only Jiang Xiachu can do this.
When Jiang Xiachu wanted to learn dancing, she refused to agree and even pointed at her head and scolded her.
She wanted to nip Jiang Xiachu's idea of dancing in the bud, so she said a lot of harsh words.
She still remembered her eyes filled with tears when she finished scolding Jiang Xiachu.
But even though she spoke like this, Jiang Xiachu never talked back to her. Even if she felt aggrieved, she would still agree obediently.
"I understand, Mom. Our family doesn't have that much money. I won't add to your burden."
The little girl is extremely well-behaved and will never make a fuss no matter what kind of grievance she suffers.
She still remembered one time when Xia Chu got excellent grades in school and came back with a certificate. He skipped all the way to her and handed her the certificate.
In the end, the certificate was snatched away by He Yiran.
She was angry at the time and asked why Jiang Xiachu had a certificate but she didn't.
He immediately tore the award certificate that Jiang Xiachu had just brought home into pieces.
"You just did better than me on the test, right? The teacher is too partial. You even got a certificate, but what about me? I hate you!"
Jiang Xiachu wanted to snatch the certificate back from her hand, but only got a bunch of fragments.
Jiang Hongyan still remembers clearly the little girl's aggrieved and crying look. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.
She knew at the time that He Yiran had gone too far, but she only said a few words to her symbolically.
"Please don't touch my sister's things, okay?"
Jiang Xiachu was crying, and she just said perfunctorily: "Sister is younger than you, and she is still immature. As a sister, you should not be so picky with her. It's just a certificate, don't be disobedient."
Indeed, from childhood to adulthood, she owed Jiang Xiachu.
Along the way, Jiang Hongyan was recalling every detail of Jiang Xiachu's past. The sound of rain around her also made her a little dazed.
I don't know when, her eyes started to turn red.
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