Chapter 6

Seeing the child like this, Wen Nian didn't know how much he had heard.

The child didn't ask any more questions, so she couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Taking a hard breath, she pretended to be relaxed and said, "After drinking the medicine and sleeping, Mom feels much better."

In order to divert the child's attention, she quickly smiled and said, "Have you eaten, mommy will get up now..."

"Mom, Sheng'er has already prepared dinner."

Deng Jiasheng quickly reached out his hand to stop her from getting up, "If you want to go to the latrine, I have already asked Xinxin to ask Aunt Mangzi to help you."

"Just wait a moment, if Aunt Mangzi is at home, she will be here soon."

"Sheng'er is really thoughtful."

Faced with her son's thoughtfulness, she reluctantly grinned, wanting to show her son a smile.

As a result, the smile didn't show, but the pain caused her to gasp again.

"Mom, stop laughing if you're still hurt."

When Deng Jiasheng saw this, the heartache in his eyes became more obvious, "We know you can't bear to part with us, so take care of yourself and don't worry about us."

"My son has grown up and will take good care of his younger siblings, as well as you."

Wen Nian: "..." This kid is too sensible.

"Brother, Aunt Mangzi is here."

Before she could reply, the girl's cheerful voice came from outside the door, "Is Mommy awake?"

"woke up."

Deng Jiasheng turned around and covered the steaming bowl on the cabinet, and walked out quickly, "Aunt Mangzi, please help my mother untie her hand (to use the toilet)."

"Aunt knows, you go out first."

Aunt Mangzi readily agreed, and stepped into the room.

Wen Nian saw that the woman who came in was about 34 to [-] years old, and her figure was slightly stronger than ordinary women.

He wore a floral jacket with a blue background on his upper body, and a pair of dusty homespun trousers on his lower body.

Wearing patched single cloth shoes with no socks
Seeing that she was awake, the smile on Aunt Mangzi's face became wider: "Nian Nian, are you all right?"

"much better."

Wen Nian tried hard not to look weak, "I didn't expect the children to ask sister-in-law for help."

"What's the matter?"

Aunt Mangzi scolded her frankly, "Our two families are separated so often that you have helped my sister-in-law look after the children. Now, do you want to have an identity with my sister-in-law?"

"Then let my sister-in-law worry about it."

Wen Nianping could tell that the woman in front of her was a straightforward woman, but she still wanted to put it bluntly, "She's just sloppy..."

"Ouch, don't say that."

Aunt Mangzi scolded, "We vulgar people, how can we be as fastidious as the people in the city?"

Speaking of this, she looked at her suspiciously again: "Could it be that you took the children into the city, and you started to pay attention."

"No, I'm not..."

Wen Nian wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Aunt Mangzi: "Okay, don't talk about what you have and what you don't have."

He bent down and reached out to hug her up, but retracted again.

He complained in his mouth: "I said you too, your mother's family beat you, you won't run away?"

"How old are you, and you still don't know how to protect yourself?"

"Look, now that you are injured like this, how many children are there to take care of you, why are you so stupid?"

Wen Nian: "..." This injury came from her natal family?
What kind of natal family is so ruthless?
Her state of mind...

I really didn't have time to look up the memory of my original body, let alone understand how my injury came about.

I also ignored what I heard and felt when I first regained consciousness for a short period of time...

It was the fatal crisis that the original body was encountering.

"Also, that bastard just left, what do you miss him doing?"

(End of this chapter)

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