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"Yuan Yuan, Auntie knows you don't like Auntie. When you marry into the Shen Family, Auntie and Xiao Ru will retire abroad, out of your sight. Please don't speak to Auntie like this, okay?" Mrs. Shen was really getting into her act, pretending to be very sad, she let go of my hand, staggered back two steps, and with red eyes, pitifully said to me.
With her appearance, she was again misleading the servants of the Shen Family, as if I had just done something excessive. In fact, this time she didn't really wrong me. My words were indeed disrespectful to the elders, but given the despicable things this elder had done before, was she worthy of my admiration? Worthy of my respect? A cruel woman who was willing to harm even her own grandson. Speaking to her in this tone was already showing her respect. If I had the ability, I really wanted to just get rid of her directly, dismember her, and throw her out to feed the dogs."
However, this is not the time for me to show off. Little Ink still needs my protection. In this dangerous Shen Family, there are crises everywhere. A slight misstep could lead to falling into a trap set by others. So, I once again displayed the characteristics of a white lotus, embracing my son Little Ink, half kneeling on the ground, sobbing and saying to the crowd, "Mrs. Shen, can't you tolerate us, mother and son? You have to make me look like this, putting me in an unfair position. If you don't like us, just say the word, and Little Ink and I will leave the Shen Family immediately, never to set foot in the Shen Family again."
Mrs. Shen didn't expect me to change so quickly. Her face stiffened, but she immediately smiled awkwardly and said, "Yuan Yuan, Auntie may have misunderstood just now. Come, stop crying. Let Auntie wipe your tears. Look at your beautiful eyes, all red from crying. Auntie feels so sorry for you." After that, she looked around at the stunned servants, then came over to me again, pulling me affectionately and saying, "Yuan Yuan, let's go to my courtyard. It's not good to have these servants gossiping here. Those who heard everything will know it was a misunderstanding, but those who didn't will think that I don't get along with my future daughter-in-law. If this spreads, it will be the subject of ridicule. Auntie knows that Yuan Yuan is a sensible person and won't mind, but I'm afraid that malicious people will spread rumors."
Since you, Mrs. Shen, have said so, if I don't cooperate, I might fall into her trap again, and let everyone think that I am unreasonable. So, seeing her lower herself like this, I quickly nodded and said, "Mrs. Shen, what are you saying? You are Yuan Yuan's future mother-in-law, Little Ink's grandmother. I respect you so much, how could I not cooperate?"
That's right, I believe if Yuan Yuan marries over, the relationship between us mother-in-law will definitely be the most harmonious in the world! Mrs. Shen didn't do anything out of the ordinary this time. So, Little Ink and I followed Mrs. Shen all the way to her courtyard. This courtyard is extremely luxurious, completely opposite to Mr. Shen's courtyard, two extremes.
Mr. Shen's courtyard emphasizes simplicity and natural beauty, giving off a sense of returning to the basics without losing its grandeur. It's clear that he is someone who truly knows how to enjoy life. On the other hand, Mrs. Shen is a materialistic person, which is probably why Uncle Xiaoya doesn't like her. I don't even know if they have ever been intimate. If it were me, I might react even more strongly.
As we walked in, Mrs. Shen seemed to be deliberately showing off, taking a big circle around the courtyard before finally returning to the entrance hall where she had greeted us. She asked Little Ink and me to sit at the coffee table and wait for breakfast, while she sat across from us, looking kindly at Little Ink. The way she looked at him made me uneasy; this guy is definitely up to no good again.
Upon seeing this, I tensed every nerve in my body, and as I stared at her so tensely, Mrs. Shen sneered and said, "Miss Yuan, are you afraid? Do you also have moments of fear?"
"What's the matter, Mrs. Shen? You don't need to pretend now, oh, right, there are no outsiders here, right? Let me see, indeed, the people serving here are all your own people. You finally reveal your true colors. Tell me, what's the purpose of bringing my Little Ink here? I don't have time for your nonsense," I replied without a good expression.
In this living room, the couple serving is none other than Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang. Otherwise, I would have a hard time getting used to Mrs. Shen's affectation. I might even feel like throwing up.
"Miss Yuan, can you not overthink things? I asked you and Little Ink to come over just because you hadn't had breakfast, and neither had I. Let's just have breakfast together. You've always been under the control of this lady, and she doesn't really care about you. If she wants to scheme, there's no need to rush at this moment," Mrs. Shen said mockingly with a sneer.
"I hope that you can spit out ivory from your dog mouth, but I think this hope should be very slim. I really can't trust your character." I casually replied, anyway, everyone here is from Mrs. Shen, so it doesn't matter what I say. Since she's not pretending, that's great, I don't have to act either, and I can confront her freely.
Hey, what did you say? Madam pities you and your son for not having food to eat, and specially brought you here to eat. You two beggars, how can you be so ungrateful and dare to provoke Madam's anger? It's really hard for Madam to have such Love and compassion. Before Mrs. Shen could speak, Aunt Yang rushed to me and started to argue, really a dog who knows how to read the situation.
I'm too lazy to deal with this kind of person. Ignoring people like this who are irrelevant is the best way to retaliate against them. Sure enough, when she saw that I completely ignored her, Aunt Yang was furious. Her face turned red and then white, as she turned to Mrs. Shen and said obsequiously, "Madam, you are kind-hearted. People like this who don't know their place should be kicked out directly. This little brat doesn't look anything like Mr. Chen. She must be a scammer trying to infiltrate the Shen Family and cheat the Shen Family's money. Madam, you must thoroughly check that DNA thing."
Sigh, even the lady of the house thinks there's something wrong with this child, but Mr. Shen insists that this child is part of the Shen Family. The lady of the house and the old man mentioned retesting the DNA, but when the old man heard this, he almost quarreled with the lady of the house. Fortunately, the lady of the house changed her tune quickly, otherwise she would have been in big trouble. Mrs. Shen glared at me and Little Ink with resentment, and coldly snorted in dissatisfaction.
I pretended not to hear, and the stone in my heart was finally put down. Since Mr. Shen cares so much about Little Ink, then Little Ink's safety is guaranteed, and I don't have to fear Mrs. Shen even more. At this time, the breakfast was brought out, three identical and rich breakfasts with porridge, pickles, and various pastries.
These breakfasts were brought over by Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang on a food cart, and Aunt Yang arranged them in front of us. She first placed them in front of Mrs. Shen, and after finishing, Aunt Yang didn't move and pushed the cart towards me and Little Ink, coldly saying, "Country bumpkin, come and get it yourself. Do you really think you've married into the Shen Family as the young mistress?"
I didn't expect her to help us bring it over, so before she said that, Little Ink and I got up very consciously to get it. Don't underestimate Little Ink because of his small size. It was effortless for him to put the breakfast plates on the coffee table, and he even carried one in each hand, bringing both mine and his over. I was trembling with fear, afraid that if Little Ink made a mistake, he would lose his breakfast.
Since the surgery, I don't care whether I eat or not. The only reason I put up with this annoyance for a breakfast is because of Little Ink. So if he made a mistake, it would only mean losing his own breakfast. Fortunately, both breakfasts were unharmed. Smelling the aroma of breakfast, I couldn't resist starting to eat, even though I didn't need to eat anything.
Meanwhile, Little Ink had already started and quickly finished off a small pastry. Seeing how much Little Ink enjoyed it, I grabbed a similar pastry and put it in my mouth. However, as soon as I put it in, I spat it out. What's this taste? It's so alkaline, what's going on? Even if it's leavened, it shouldn't taste like I just swallowed a mouthful of alkali.
I like sweet things, especially white sugar, so I often sneak into the sugar jar at home when mother isn't paying attention and eat it as if my life depends on it. By the time mother notices, there's almost nothing left. Another chance came when mother wasn't around, and I quickly headed for the sugar jar, tilted my head back, and poured a big mouthful, thinking it was sugar. It turned out to be something alkaline. I burst into tears, and the unforgettable taste of that moment still lingers. Coincidentally, mother came back at that moment, saw my distress, and immediately felt sorry for me. She vowed in front of me that she would definitely put the alkaline and sugar in the wrong place again next time, and I certainly remembered the taste of the alkaline.
Does this pastry really taste like this? I'll switch to another one. So I forced myself to swallow this one and then switched to another, but it still tasted like I had eaten something alkaline. I was about to taste Little Ink's, but Little Ink blocked me with her hand and said she wouldn't let me taste it. She even joked, "Mommy, don't snatch others' food. They don't have enough to eat. Mommy, you still have some."
"Little Ink, Mommy just wants to see if there's anything strange in your pastry," I explained, while also tasting my own porridge. Unexpectedly, it also had a strange taste. Using the corner of my eye, I saw Mrs. Shen with a smug expression on her face. I knew she must have tampered with our breakfast. She didn't dare to poison us, so she just made our food taste bad.
After realizing this, I immediately pretended that I couldn't hold it in and sprayed the porridge in my mouth directly out. It happened to spray onto Mrs. Shen and Aunt Yang's faces and Mrs. Shen's breakfast, very evenly. The rice grains in the porridge rushed to Mrs. Shen and Aunt Yang's faces one by one, some hesitated to get close to Mrs. Shen and Aunt Yang and only focused on Mrs. Shen's breakfast.
Then, while Little Ink was watching a joke, I quickly grabbed a pastry and tasted it. It was the same as my pastry, and I immediately understood that Little Ink was afraid I would worry about him going hungry. Even if it was hard to eat, he would eat it with tears in his eyes to prevent me from worrying. This thoughtful child made my tears flow once again.
"What are you crying for? I'm the one who got sprayed all over, and you still have the nerve to cry. Really." Mrs. Shen I never thought that I would be the one who got sprayed, but in the end, I ended up feeling wronged and crying as if I were the one who had been wronged. But damn, she didn't know that I was crying because I was moved by Little Ink.
Wiping away my tears, I forced a smile and said, "Mrs. Shen, how does my saliva taste? It's alkaline. Do you still want it? I have plenty here. I don't mind giving you both a few more mouthfuls."
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