"Xiaoyu, I heard you've had two kids already, why didn't you bring them out for us to see?"
Zhao Xiaoyu was speechless. Aunt Zhao really knew how to talk. Her child wasn't a panda, what was so interesting about him?
"The two children are playing outside."
She didn't bring any women in; she was afraid her son wouldn't be comfortable with it. So she let them run wild outside.
"Oh, I must take a good look at them later. I've heard that your two children are incredibly good-looking."
Zhao Xiaoyu smiled. She was beautiful, but also really annoying.
Zhao Ruxin was extremely jealous. Zhao Xiaoyu's life was too perfect. She had a good husband, good parents, and a son and a daughter. How could one person be so lucky?
My mother used to say that God wouldn't give everything to one person, so why did she end up getting it all?
Child, she cannot hear those two words.
After her stepson got married, he started having his own agenda. She knew what her stepdaughter was after, even though she seemed very close to her. Her husband was getting old, and she would have no one to rely on after he died.
Those men are all unreliable; they only want her money.
She's hidden her money very well these past few years, leaving none untouched; it's all her retirement savings. But she's still worried, afraid they'll harm her when she gets old.
Her biggest worry is her child. She just wants to have a child, even just a son, so that she can at least have someone to rely on for the rest of her life.
She felt envious, jealous, and longing when she saw other people's children. She had things that all women could have, yet she lacked them.
Her husband is a good-for-nothing with no opinions of his own. He's easily swayed and listens to her in bed, but once off the bed, the children can easily influence him, and he'll forget all about her influence. So recently, Zhao Ruxin has been thinking about whether she should adopt a child. She believes that a child she raises herself will be more filial.
At least she'll have someone to rely on when she gets old.
What's the use of having money if you're lying down and can't move? You can't spend it, like a baby.
When the time comes, her life or death will be entirely in her stepson's hands; no matter how much money she offers, they can rob it all.
Xiaoyu is so happy now, with a son and a daughter. She's so jealous.
Zhao Zhaodi envied Zhao Xiaoyu's face, figure, vitality, and the good life she was living.
Sigh, it's bad enough that she's useless, but the poor child suffers along with them. The husband's family doesn't have much money, and with so many people in the family, hardship is inevitable.
I had hoped my family could help me out, but they were too busy taking care of themselves.
Thinking about what her mother mentioned about the family this morning gave her a headache. Their family was even more chaotic and had more problems than her in-laws' family.
Ah, if only her husband could find a job in the county town.
When she went out today, her mother-in-law told her to make sure she got along well with Xiaoyu and see if she could get some work done for their family.
Not only her man, but everyone else wanted to live too.
But……
From the moment her aunt and Xiaoyu entered the house until now, they haven't seemed to have even looked at her properly. How could she possibly speak to them?
There are so many people around now, will she still be able to find them when there are no people around later?
When the banquet began, everyone noticed the two children. Zhao Qixi had a sweet tongue and greeted everyone one by one. Who wouldn't like such a well-behaved and pretty little girl? Everyone praised her to the skies.
The children were happy and proud.
Zhao Zhaodi looked at them, then at her own child with a runny nose from the cold, and felt extremely distressed.
She felt sorry for her children, saying they were just unlucky to have been born into the wrong family.
Zhao Ruxin, on the other hand, stared at the two children with a gleam in her eyes, especially the boy. She wished he were hers, and that he would recognize her as his mother.
You can tell at a glance that he'll definitely amount to something in the future.
She wanted it, she wanted it so badly...
"Xiaoyu, your son is so well-behaved and sensible."
Zhao Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, they are all very well-behaved."
Hearing her mother praise her for being good, Zhao Qixi sat up even straighter, took a piece of meat, and slowly gnawed on it until it was completely clean.
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