C99 (1/2)

As she watched the medicinal powder seep into the porridge, Xiaowan thought of Mrs. Sun, who would rather die than be separated from his husband.

In this world, there were too many women whose lives were not theirs. Perhaps the saddest thing was not the oppression of men towards women, but rather, it was the oppression of women like Jinxin's mother-in-law, like Madam Xu, like, and the most tragic thing was the oppression of women.

Even so, there were still many women who struggled and resisted with all their might for the sake of their own destiny, unwilling to submit even if they died.

Also, this person in front of him.

Xiaowan felt that she had changed, no longer the same person she was a year ago.

”Our chef made it. It's very delicious.” She walked over as if nothing had happened. Jinxin felt a moment of fear, but Xiaowan pretended not to know anything as she gave her the barbeque. ”Taste it.”

Jinxin stared blankly at him, both hands holding onto the plate as she bowed to thank her.

She came down from the stairs to look for his mother. Jinxin hugged her daughter in her arms and gave her some barbecue, probably because she was thirsty because of it before. She waved her hand: ”Mother, I want to drink congee.”

”What Grandma and Daddy are drinking are porridge for adults. Little Xuan is a child, so she has to have a stomachache if she drinks it.” Jinxin coaxed her, coaxed her to eat a mouthful of barley.

”Your name is Little Xuan, right?” The Xiaowan said gently, ”Aunty will bring you to eat delicious food, can you let the granny in the back sew a rabbit doll for you?”

Aunt? Jinxin's brows trembled as she stared at Xiaowan. Seeing her slightly bulging waist, she finally realised that this young lady was pregnant.

~ Is this Ling Chaofeng's child? She is Ling Chaofeng's wife?

”I'm not going. I'm going to guard my mother.” Little Xuan hugged her mother, she saw the scars on her mother's face and choked with sobs, ”My father wanted to hit my mother, even my grandmother wanted to hit her, I want to protect my mother.”

However, Jinxin panicked and warned her repeatedly in a low voice, ”Little Xuan, don't speak nonsense.

Her daughter looked at her mother with tears in her eyes, her small hands touching her wounds, and said with a choked of sobs, ”When Little Xuan touches it, your mother will not feel any more pain.”

Jinxin gently caressed her daughter's back: ”Little Xuan be good, mother isn't in the slightest bit of pain, don't be afraid.”

She was about to become a mother. She could understand the pain Jinxin felt when her mother-in-law wanted to send her six-year-old daughter to be a child bride, but no matter what was in that pot of porridge, she would not care.

This was Jinxin's fate, and only she could dictate it herself; no one could interfere with it.

Ling Chaofeng stood upstairs and watched as Xiaowan entered through the back door. She rubbed his eyes, obviously crying.

He seemed to feel that he was here. He raised his head, and his usually soft and sweet eyes were filled with anger, as if he was asking him why he was treating his old friend so indifferently.

At this time, Old Madem and the others had already woken up, and were yelling for their daughter-in-law to serve them. Jinxin placed a pot of porridge on the table, and after exchanging glances with the Xiaowan, she took out her handkerchief and covered the pot lid, as if wanting to leave a mark so that no one else would touch it.

During breakfast, her father-in-law and her husband remained seated. She swiftly arranged everything and hugged Little Xuan as she sat at the other table. No one asked her if she had eaten breakfast, nor did anyone care about her little granddaughter.

Xiaowan had already gone upstairs. She stood upstairs and looked at the people below, drinking the porridge in one gulp. She didn't know what Jinxin had put in the pot, but she saw her husband staring at Jinxin without blinking.

The Xiaowan did not have a childhood friend, so she did not understand what kind of relationship a childhood friend was. However, those ten years of childhood must have been very beautiful. She was very envious, but she wasn't jealous nor was she against it. This was because she was the one who came after him in the first place and now, she was Ling Chaofeng's wife.

As long as Ling Chaofeng still treated Jinxin as his playmate, then Xiaowan would support him in anything he did for her.

It was a pity that after that night, his husband had ignored everything in front of him. Could it be that he was worried that he would be jealous and angry?

”Can you let your shop assistant rent a carriage for us?” Old Madem was full as he said to Ling Chaofeng, ”It's such a long way, who would be able to walk out? I was really tired out last night when I came back, if I knew earlier, I would have gone to the town.”

Ling Chaofeng replied indifferently: ”Sure, how big of a carriage do you want?”

Old Madem thought for a moment: ”It's a bit small, let's squeeze in.”

After finishing their breakfast, nothing had happened. They were neither poisoned nor unconscious, so Xiaowan was even more confused as to what Jinxin had put into the porridge.

However, Uncle Biao didn't come back even after renting a carriage in the town. Old Madem was very impatient, he went downstairs to inquire what was going on, and laughed: ”I'm afraid that fellow went to listen to some books. Don't be anxious, he'll be here in a moment.”

Just as Old Madem was about to explode, his face suddenly twitched. He covered his stomach with his hands and hurried upstairs.