Chapter 83： Extra one (2/2)
Meng Qian touched Meng Shixuan's forehead in wonder, and said, ”Are you having a fever? You kid, how come you have become a different person.”
Meng Shixuan shook Meng Qian's hand abruptly, with tears still on her face, she said in a panic: ”I am not your daughter at all, I am the daughter of Mrs. Zhong Jiazhong, the daughter of the Zhong family, what happened to you? !”
Meng Qian sighed and felt that her daughter was simply dreaming, and her mind was confused: ”Are you daydreaming again?”
At this time, she also became a little irritable. She took pains to pull Meng Shixuan to such a big age, but she was always dreaming of the dream of a wealthy daughter. Is it so good to be the daughter of the Zhong family? Is this worthy of herself?
She pressed Meng Shixuan back on the bed, tucked her quilt, turned and left: ”I will call you up tomorrow morning.”
After speaking, leave Meng Shixuan in the room alone.
Meng Shixuan pulled the quilt to her neck, looked at the shadow of the tree outside in fear, a twine in her mind.
With tears dripping from the corner of her eyes, she stared at the ceiling blankly. This was not her room. She couldn't sleep at all. The bed on her back was cold and hard, and her bones were burned.
Why did everything become like this? Where is she? Why did Zhong mother look so cold in her eyes? And why was my position replaced by another little girl?
Could it be that the life like a daughter-in-law that she spent at Zhong's house before was a dream?
No, no, it must be a nightmare now.
Meng Shixuan squeezed her face fiercely, and screamed out in pain, all this was not a dream!
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Just like this, Meng Shixuan fell asleep, but she was still crying and convulsing in her dream.
She really hoped that the next day she opened her eyes and found that all this was a dream, and that she could become the daughter of the Zhong family.
But when she opened her eyes the next day, she discovered that she was still in this slap-sized room! Early in the morning, the door was knocked by Meng Qian before it was lighted, urging her to get up and go to the kitchen to help!
Where did she do this kind of rough work before? She hated the woman Meng Qian, she closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.
Meng Qian pushed the door in and found that Meng Shixuan was still asleep, and there was nothing she could do. After all, the child was still growing, and she was unable to give the child a good life as a mother, so she could not let the child sleep well.
She closed the door gently and went to the kitchen by herself.
It wasn't until the morning that Meng Shixuan heard someone coming down from upstairs and the familiar aroma of bread and cheese came from the restaurant, that she opened her eyes and got dressed and went out.
The clothes in the closet were all her size, but they were so plain that she dismissed it for a while and found a slightly less ugly skirt to wear.
At the table, the family of four was very harmonious. Zhong father was reading the newspaper with the newspaper as always, frowning, and Zhong's mother with a smile on her face. He put butter on his daughter and poured yogurt on his son, urging the two to eat quickly. , Grow up early.
The younger brother Zhong Xiyou was still a ten-year-old dumpling at this time, with a lot of flesh on his face, and the plump chubby hand stretched out, wanting to give his sister bread.
Meng Shixuan choked her breath, almost crying.
She saw that the little girl sitting next to Zhong Xiyou took a piece of bread for Zhong Xiyou very naturally, it should be her place!
But why, the scene in front of me is so harmonious and natural, as if it should be like this at all, this is reality, and the years when she was the eldest lady of the Zhong family, she was awkward as if she had imagined it herself.
Meng Shixuan still couldn't accept the reality. She rushed over and pulled Zhong Xiyou's hand: ”Xiyou, don't you remember me? I am your sister.”
Mother Zhong was shocked. She felt that the babysitter's child was a lunatic. He had made a fuss last night, but it happened again this morning.
She quickly stood up and rushed over, pulled Meng Shixuan away from Zhong Xiyou, and pushed Meng Shixuan: ”What are you doing?”
Zhong Xiyou claims to be a little boy who is not afraid of the sky, but he is only ten years old now, and Meng Shixuan's rushing over is too abrupt. He was taken aback and couldn't help crying in panic: ”Go away, don't touch I.”
The scene suddenly became a mess.
Father Zhong was worried about the company's affairs, and heard his son quarrel, and the nanny daughter who suddenly rushed out was also unconscious. He glanced at Meng Shixuan, and said coldly to the mother Zhang on the side: ”What about this child? Are you still here? Haven't you found Meng Qian's house yet?”
Mother Zhang hurriedly pulled Meng Shixuan away and said, ”Sir, sorry, it was my mistake, I will take her out.”
After calming her son, Zhong's mother hurried to see Zhong Youyou, touched Zhong Youyou's face, and was relieved to confirm that Zhong Youyou was not frightened.
Zhong Youyou sat calmly, mature like a little adult, and his dark eyes were very calm.
She took a piece of Zhong Xiyou's favorite watermelon to Zhong Xiyou, stuffed it into Zhong Xiyou's mouth, and ordered: ”Don't cry.”
Zhong Xiyou stared at her sister in a daze, holding the watermelon with her plump, fat hands, only then burst into laughter.
”Sister is the best.” He leaned over and kissed Zhong Youyou ”Ba Hag”.
Meng Shixuan, who was dragged toward the gate of the villa, watched the scene in front of her, and she felt like the sky was spinning around. What was going on? Why is everything about her--no, is that everything about her? Is she just dreaming?
She felt dizzy and was forcibly dragged away by Zhang's mother.
And Meng Qian, who was still weeding outside the door, heard the movement in the living room and ran over in a panic. Seeing that it was Meng Shixuan's fault again, even if she loved her daughter any more, she was anxious and couldn't help but be cruel. She slapped Meng Shixuan on the back.
”What's the matter with your child? Why does it cause trouble again? I have to take you to the hospital today.”
Meng Shixuan's brain is buzzing right now, where can I care about what Meng Qian said?
In this way, she was taken to the hospital by Meng Qian.
I checked it and found no fever or illness.
Meng Qian whispered in her heart, wondering what happened to her usually quiet daughter today? After such a trouble, the Zhong family was afraid that she would not let her stay there with herself anymore, so she had to find a house quickly.
Suddenly, after listening to Meng Qian's introduction, the physician on the side hesitated and suggested to Meng Qian: ”Your daughter may have a problem here.”
He pointed to his brain and said, ”I suggest going to the psychiatric department.”
Meng Qian was taken aback, and said, ”Doctor, don't scare me, how is it possible? How could she have a brain problem when she is young?”
Meng Shixuan came back from her dizziness. Hearing such a sentence, she threw away Meng Qian's hand angrily: ”My mind is fine!”
She wiped her tears and rushed outside the hospital.
Meng Qian had to chase outside, catch up with her, grabbed her, and said, ”Sorry, Xuan Xuan, my mother is too rude and shouldn't hit you. It's okay. Today we will go to see the house.”
”Look at the house?” Meng Shixuan was puzzled: ”What is the house doing?”
”Move out of the Zhong's villa early, so as not to send someone under the fence.” Meng Qian smiled, showing a bit of mother's love on her face, and wiped away tears from Meng Shixuan.
But Meng Shixuan shook her hand, as if watching some plague: ”I won't go! Why, I won't go!”
She cried and squatted on the ground, covering her face.
Why on earth will everything become like this?