325 Jun Hua Past Part Two: Living on the Mountain (2/2)

As the day passes, little Jun Hua got used to live in the village and unknowingly a year had passed since she first came here. Although Jun Saya was still feeling quite indignant living here, she had mostly accepted the fact, so she didn't think much about it anymore.

However, her life was not always filled with peace.

”Jun Saya, your work is not good enough. Do you want the pay or not?” one of the village women berated her with dissatisfaction.

”I'm sorry, I will redo it,” Jun Saya took the clothes back as she sighed. Because of her previous luxurious life, she found it hard to live as a girl in the village. Many times, she got scolded because of her work didn't reach the standards.

”Mother, are you alright?” seeing her mother gloomy face, little Jun Hua quickly come over to her mother.

”Mother is fine,” Jun Saya reassured her daughter.

As they walked across the street, Jun Saya could hear the mocking from the village women very clearly. Her identity was not a secret to them and many of them mocked her because of her incompetence thus making her come here. She tried her best to ignore them.

However, the children there instead took it seriously as they often threw stones towards her.

”Mother!” little Jun Hua yelled as she stood in front of her mother. Her small stature seemed like a joke when standing in front of the bigger Jun Saya, ”Don't bully my mother!”

”You're just a useless kid!”

”Yeah, you're the disgrace of your family!”

The kids didn't stop as they instead mocked the two of them. They only stop because the village head came and berated them.

”Jun Saya, I'm sorry for the children behavior…”

Jun Saya could only smile wryly as she brushed it off. However, little Jun Hua's eyes were burning with determination, she would not let her mother be bullied.

Reaching her home, Jun Saya treated both of their wound. The wounds were not that deep because they were only lightly hit by the stones. Still, her heart ached when she remembered the scene from before when Jun Hua tried to protect her.

”Don't do that again, you might get heavy wound,” Jun Saya warned her.

Little Jun Hua pouted as she clung to her mother side. Jun Saya sighed and took out her flute before giving it to Jun Hua. Little Jun Hua smiled widely as she started playing the instrument, making some incoherent sound. Despite the sound were still terrible, Jun Saya smiled when she watched her daughter trying her best to make beautiful melodies.