Chapter 2150 It's fine
ing her. The reason, I won't say much, Fourth Aunt already explained it very clearly."“Even if Mother and Aunt Five insist on going, I won't stop them. Anyway, I'm not going!”Yang Ruqing said.We hadn...It was very quiet in the house.
Called Big Zhi's child, An An lay quietly on the bed, with her brows furrowed and eyes closed, breathing evenly.
A cloth was draped across his forehead, and the air still hung heavy with the scent of unspent alcohol.
This is what Yang Ruoqing left behind to cool down the room for this child previously.
At the bedside, a woman sat there, holding a child who was originally tied to her back. She lifted her clothes and was feeding the baby.
The little baby seemed to feel comfort and security, drinking milk while one small hand still rested on the woman's chest.
Her little feet were swinging back and forth happily, and she wasn't wearing any shoes.
A woman tightly held the child's tiny feet in her own palms and wrapped the child's icy little toes with the hem of her shirt.
A pair of eyes, never leaving Da Zhi who was lying in bed.
The woman’s hair was disheveled, and her eyes were red and swollen like peaches.
Half of her face was swollen from being beaten by her alcoholic husband. She had applied some ointment earlier, but it hadn't gone down yet. She looked utterly disheveled.
Even so, the worry on his face was still hard to hide.
"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry about what happened before."
A gentle voice came from behind.
The woman turned her head and saw Yang Ruqing had arrived in the room at some point.
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The woman instinctively wanted to get up, but Yang Ruqing stopped her with a raised hand.
"The child is still nursing, sister-in-law, you just sit down." she said.
The woman nodded, then pushed her bottom back into place, her eyes following Yang Ruqing, filled with gratitude.
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"Miss Yang, thank you for today," the woman choked back tears.
“If it weren't for you, my Da Zhi would have probably fallen into the river…”
The woman couldn't hold back anymore. Thinking about the scene before, she was so scared that tears welled up in her eyes again.
Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "Let's not say anything else, I'll come and see how Dazhi is doing."
She turned and came to the bedside, bending down to gently place her palm on Da Zhi's forehead, feeling it.
"How are you"
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Behind her, a woman asked nervously.
Yang Ruqing said, "Compared to before, the fever has subsided a lot. Now it's just a low-grade fever. With two doses of medicine and drinking plenty of water, it should be fine."
Upon hearing this, the woman let out a slight sigh of relief.
“That’s good, that’s good. This child has been feverish for the past few days, it really worried me.” She murmured to herself.
Yang Ruqing remained silent, standing by the bed, quietly looking at the child before her.
The child's appearance, facial features, are truly very similar to Chen'er.
This sleeping appearance is somewhat similar to that of Luo Baobei now.
A pure and innocent face, long eyelashes, and lips lightly pursed, so soft and delicate.
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But, the child is very thin, lying here, so thin that you can see every bone. His shoulder blades stick out.
This little hand, the nails are very long, and inside the nails are black.
And on his neck, the back of his ears, you could still see bruises and scars that weren't fully healed.
“What happened to the scars on this child's face” Yang Ruqing couldn't help but ask.
The woman whispered, “His father beat him…”
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Yang Ruqing frowned, thinking of something, she bent down and rolled up the child's sleeve, then examined the child's leg.
"Is his father an animal Beating a child this young like this" Yang Ruqing asked, her voice laced with anger, making every word she spoke burn like fire.
The woman wept, saying, "I must have done too much wrong in my past life. This is how God is punishing me in this life,"
"Punish me, I accept it. But why punish my children too They are innocent..."
The woman's tears, like pearls on a broken string, fell drop by drop.
The little face of the baby who was nursing fell into her arms.
The little baby didn't know what was happening and giggled at his mother.
A milky, sweet voice, laughing so hard that giggles tumbled out of her little mouth.
The woman wiped away her tears and then stuffed it back into his mouth. Then she continued to tell Yang Ruqing about her tragic story...
“I lost my parents when I was young and grew up with my elder brother and his wife.”
"My sister-in-law thought I was a useless mouth that ate without working. At only twelve years old, she sold me to a local wealthy man who owned many fishing boats to be his concubine."
“The magistrate died young, and I was sold by the mistress. I was fourteen years old then, and I was sold to a man who was seven or eight years older than me.”
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"That man, he's an alcoholic."
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He was a good-for-nothing lazybones and the poorest of the poor in their fishing village.
It is said that he was an alcoholic before and liked to beat his wife, driving away two of them.
"As for those children you saw earlier, Miss Yang, they are actually from his two previous wives."
“Big ambition, and the little son in my arms, these are my biological children.”
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“Besides alcoholics, there’s not a single person in the fishing village who knows the truth. When we go out to sea, I tell everyone these children are all mine...”
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The house was very quiet, the woman's voice, raspy.
Because her face was still swollen and the crack at the corner of her mouth hadn't healed, every word she spoke seemed especially difficult.
But these hardships, compared to her suffering, really amount to nothing.
"Since life is so hard, haven't you thought about giving your children away to someone else to raise" Yang Ruqing asked this deliberately.
Because they had heard from Li Zheng before, these fishing couples, if their children couldn't be supported by themselves, would send them along the way.
Upon hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, the woman smiled bitterly.
“This kind of thing is not easy to do,” she said.
“Take the child I left behind. Don't even speak of what others might say, I wouldn't have the heart to do it myself."
Those few children, they are all well-behaved and I watched them grow up, so we have feelings for each other.
"This child, both large and small, is mine. I would naturally not bear to part with him."
“These children, to send away any one of them would be like taking a piece of my heart. I can't bear to part with any of them…”
The drunkard felt his life was difficult, finding the children a burden. They were constantly noisy and he wanted to get rid of them every day.
"I won't let go, no matter what! He's infuriating me, but I'd rather die than loosen my grip!" The woman's face was resolute.
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These words, heard by Yang Ruqing's ears, were also a great shock.
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I never expected the drunkard to be such a scumbag, nor did I expect this woman in front of me to be such an amazing stepmother.
“Sister-in-law, you’re truly amazing.” Yang Ruqing spoke up.
“But today’s events, it seems your husband is determined to watch Zhi drown.”
"As a father, to have such thoughts about his own son, what do you think their lives will be like in the future, mother and son" Yang Ruoqing asked.
His gaze fell again on Da Zhi's body, "This child Da Zhi, his body looks fragile, he can't stand such a toss."
>ather-in-law of the eldest house had passed away, leaving only a deaf and mute mother-in-law with a bit of mental impairment."That old woman was also a troublemaker, relying on her four sons to suppor...