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Mrs. Ning and Jane Mo returned home. Mrs. Ning accompanied Lemon to play games in the living room, while Jian Mo went to the kitchen to boil the medicine, and the maid wanted to help.
The maid wanted to help. “No, I’ll boil it myself.” She swept a glance at the side of the pot of medicine, pick up, eyes fell on the side of the bag of Chinese medicine, “Mrs. recently did not take medicine?”
The maid nodded, “Yes, it’s been a while. Since the last time Mrs. was admitted to the hospital, her body seems to be much better than before.”
Jian Mo took the medicine bag, her eyes turned slightly, “You go down.”
Jian Mo finished decocting the medicine and poured a small bowl of it. Lemon is on the phone, looks like it is Ning Qingyuan called. The little girl looked at Jian Mo and said in a pleasant voice, “john, mommy is here.”
Ning Qingyuan didn’t know what to say, only to hear the little girl flatten the corners of her mouth, “That’s good bye.” Ning Qingyuan would give Lemon a call every day no matter how busy he was, sometimes talking for more than half an hour. Jian Mo knew that Ning Qingyuan’s dedication to her child would never be one point less than her as a mother. She owes the Ning family too much.
Lemon hung up the phone, Jane Mo held the medicine bowl to her mouth, “Drink the medicine.”
“Don’t, mom, it’s so bitter.” Lemon immediately covered her mouth.
Mrs. Ning smiled and took the bowl, “Lemon is good, drink it and you won’t cough anymore. Ah–”
“Don’t don’t don’t–” she was exactly like Jian Mo in this.
“Lan, bring back some brown sugar.” Mrs. Ning said to the maid, who brought brown sugar. Mrs. Ning poured some into a bowl, “Here, grandma’s added brown sugar isn’t bitter at all-aren’t our lemons our favorite sugar water?”
Lemon nodded, took a sip with confidence, and after making sure, finally drank up the medicine.
Jian Mo sat there, his ten fingers clenched tightly, the corners of his mouth moved stiffly, his voice did not look like the usual temperature, “Auntie, it’s still you who has a method.”
“I used to use this method-” Mrs. Ning guffawed, before she finished her words, her words lurched and quickly shifted, “I’m a pot of medicine myself, too many bitter pills, I usually add some sugar. ”
Jian Mo curved the corners of her mouth, looking at Mrs. Ning’s face, slightly out of focus for a moment, for a long time before she softly said, “When I was a child, my mother also fed me medicine this way.”
Mrs. Ning’s heart shrunk as she listened to her words.
Lemon suddenly pulled over Mrs. Ning’s hand, “Grandma, I want to watch cartoons.”
“Fine, grandma will accompany you to watch it.”
Jane Mo sat on the sofa, biting the corner of her lip and exhaling deeply, she had her cheeks on her side, from the side she could only see a slight watery glow.
Zhou Weiping did not sleep well that night either, when his ex-wife committed suicide, he was out of town on a business trip. He came back two days later, and went to the hospital to see Jane Ru, and his daughter was dead set on not letting him in.
At that time, Jane Mo was like a desperate little beast, seeing him pounced on him, desperately hitting him, and was simply ruthless to the bottom to him as a father.
As long as he went to visit once, Jane Mo was just as crazy as he was.
Later, his daughter somehow found his residence, when Nie Qingran was at home. When he went back, he saw Nie Qing Ran sitting on the ground, a pool of blood underneath her, her face pale and white.
Jane Mo was still holding a fruit knife in her hand, standing trembling, her eyes full of fog looking at him, the corner of her mouth from time to time reading “She deserved it–”
He was really angry, a slap in the past, with enough force, five fingers trembling, “Zhou Mo you crazy!”
Recalling his own slap, his palm is burning, his daughter’s face was a five-fingerprints, the corners of the mouth are overflowing with blood, so afraid of pain, she did not leave a tear.
He and Jane Ru to this daughter has been cared for, never scolded her a bit. That slap also broke all the affection of the daughter.
Nie Qing Ran’s child still fell out, and he lost his child at the same time he knew him. Nie Qing Ran cried her eyes out, and he was always sorry.
He and Jane Ru originally did not have love, Nie Qing Ran’s appearance was like a poppy, unrestrained, she fell in love with him, and wanted to be with him regardless of everything, even if she had known that he had a wife and a daughter.
It’s ridiculous to say that Zhou Weiping felt that it was only in Nie Qingran that he finally realized what love means.
He firmly signed his name on the divorce agreement, and it wasn’t long before he knew that Jane Ru had finally signed it. Legally his daughter was still awarded to him, just in that situation, he knew that his daughter would not be with him at all.
Jane Ru’s brother took the person back, he gave Jane Ding a card, “I’ve prepared all the living expenses for Mo Mo’s tuition.”
Jian Ding hesitated, “No need, this child will be our Jian family’s in the future, we will raise her ourselves.”
“She still has a few months before the college entrance exams, I’ll trouble you guys.” Zhou Weiping handed over the card.
Jane Ding was an honest man, aggrieved for his sister, but there was nothing he could do.
Tao Ping was a small woman, even if there was any friction with her great aunt usually, at the end of the day they were still a family, who would she help if she didn’t help her relatives, she pulled the corner of her mouth, “After making such a mess, brother-in-law you still expect her to take the college entrance exams ah. You are also too whimsical.” She pretended to suddenly realize the appearance, “I have forgotten, but also called you brother-in-law, Zhou Minister, which of your new wife’s family relationship is not quite powerful, our Mo Mo ah if this year can not participate in the college entrance examination, you give to say, Mo Mo this child Tsinghua and North University can certainly be on.”
Zhou Weiping’s face is a burst of red and white.
Jane Mo rested a year, Zhou Weiping privately went to see a few times, each time to see her at the mahjong table with people touching mahjong, each time he will be bitter words on a long time, Jane Mo just look at him gloomy, what reaction is not, eyes full of resentment. Those eyes are too much like Jane Ru, Zhou Weiping every see will feel conscience condemned in general, and then he never went to see Jane Mo.
When he saw Jane Ru today, he always felt a sense of turning back the clock. He unconsciously sighed.
Nie Qingran suddenly snorted, “What’s wrong? Seeing your ex-wife stirred up your memories?”
Zhou Weiping was silent. In favor of this poured oil on Nie Qing Ran’s heart, “You do remember people, but they’ve forgotten who you are?”
“Qing Ran, what’s gotten into you?”
Nie Qing Ran’s face turned white when he yelled harshly, “I’m twitching? Look at you, where is your entire mind? How much you’ve changed since Jian Mo came back.”
“She is my daughter.” People are so strange sometimes, so many years in the middle regardless, to come back to talk about father-daughter love now is really bullshit.
“Yeah, I can remember back then it was your good daughter who pushed out my child.”
Zhou Weiping sighed, “So many years ago, that child had no connection with us, look now don’t we have Jin Cheng?”
“That’s different.” Nie Qing Ran shouted hoarsely.
Zhou Weiping had a headache and stood up, “I still have some things I haven’t dealt with, I’ll sleep in the study tonight.”
Nie Qing Ran grabbed the fruit plate on the coffee table and smashed it furiously for a while, finally lying there and crying. Even if she had snatched Zhou Weiping from Jian Ru in this life, so what? The name was not right in the first place, and no matter what she did over the years, the people around her would still talk about her behind her back. The whispers were something she couldn’t get rid of in this lifetime.
After a few days, Zhong Yu and Yang Qiong personally went to Jane’s house. It was ninety o’clock in the morning, Jane’s mahjong soup only sporadic a few neighbors over to chat.
Seeing the two people at the door, they froze for a moment.
Tao Ping naturally remembers Zhong Yu, she wore an apron and wiped the water droplets on her hands, “You’re the one–”
Zhong Yu gave a bitter smile, “Auntie, I am Zhong Yu, do you still remember?”
Tao Ping looked at him fixedly, “What are you guys?”
Yang Qiong walked forward, “Aunt Xiao Mo, I’m sorry for my rudeness. I am Lemon’s grandmother, my own grandmother.”
Tao Ping looked at the lightly groomed woman in front of her, her brain had a momentary blank, for a while her chest was suffocating, she looked at Zhong Yu’s handsome features, as if she was examining something, her eyes gradually darkened. “Come inside and say it.”
Yang Qiong looked at the environment here, the house was already a bit old, the front was for business and the backyard was a residence.
“Sit down first.” Tao Ping went to the kitchen and cut two cups of tea and brought them to the table. Zhong Yu stood there, somewhat terrified, “Thank you – auntie.” Tao Ping felt that the last two words were a bit harsh, and ignored him.
There is a wall in the room is pasted with certificates of awards, many colors have been yellowed, the handwriting is not clear, Yang Qiong carefully read through, “You teach well, Xiaomo this child is very good.”
Zhong Yu’s heart was full of mixed feelings.
Yang Qiong pursed the corners of her lips, somewhat bitter.
“I came over today to specially ask for forgiveness, my son made a mistake, so much so that their mother and daughter have suffered a lot in the past few years.”
Tao Ping only realized at this moment that Jian Mo was pregnant with a child that year and tricked them to go to the field for an internship, for a while, the corners of her eyes were sour, her eyes were moist, and her throat felt like it was blocked by something.
When Yang Qiong finished, Tao Ping sniffled, “You guys go, although our old Jane’s family is not as good as yours, but we can still afford to raise one more child.” Even if it is not their own biological, she can not afford to give up ah, Jane Mo this child is what suffered, her heart is hated Zhong Yu. She hated Zhong Yu in her heart. Back then, she was blind and thought he was good.
“If your daughter meets such a thing, can you forgive?” Tao Ping said softly got up and left, Yang Qiong watched her raise her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, her heart was in vain for a while.
Tea is cold, people should also go.
Tao Ping was very unhappy in her heart, her eyes were red. The things that Yang Qiong brought over, she let them take back all of them.
“Auntie Xiao Mo, we’ll take our leave first.”
“Take your time and don’t see me off.” Tao Ping’s face was pale.
The mahjong soup gradually came to life, and many people came to inquire with Tao Ping about who the people who came in the morning were. Driving a good car, people look like people with status. Tao Ping smiled faintly, said the old lady distant relatives.
At night when Jane Ding came back, she told him about this, Jane Mo’s uncle was silent for a night, his heart was hard, “Turn around and let Jane Mo go home to live.”
Tao Ping nodded her head, connecting the dots back and forth, she also figured out now that that Mrs. Ning was her great aunt. It was time for her to go to them and make things clear.