Parents are busy farming

Lao Li returned to the backyard and saw the familiar animals lying well in the cowshed, and his heart dropped into his stomach.

Looking back on these days of celebrating the New Year at home, I feel both happy and sad.

He took the things to see his parents, but they didn't get a good word from him, and they even disliked him for not giving him any money.

As a lesson to the world, his family still lived in a thatched hut, and they even asked him for money. In anger, he asked him to find Li Zheng and the village chief, and completely cut off relations with them.

Of course, I also lost two taels of silver.

Looking at his master's attitude towards him, he felt that he had burned a lot of incense in his previous life.

After dinner, Wang Tinghe planned to have a good chat with Ye Zifen.

So he said to Ye Yongwang: "Head of the family, go to the backyard and see if Lao Li needs anything. If he needs any additions, don't be embarrassed to mention them."

When Ye Yongwang heard this, he immediately stood up and went to the backyard.

Then he said to the other children: "You guys clean up the kitchen and go to rest! Zifen stays."

Although Zi Zifen wanted to go back and take a look at the contents of the box, her mother said so and it was hard for her to leave.

So I followed Wang Tinghe to the inner room of the main house and sat by the Kang.

Wang Tinghe took off his shoes and got on the kang, leaning on the quilt roll.

"Let's talk nicely." Wang Tinghe spoke first.

Ye Zifen was surprised when he heard this, thinking: ‘What happened today? The sun comes out in the west? The proud mother actually offered to talk to her. ’

She nodded, indicating that she was all ears.

Although Wang Tinghe wanted to have a good chat, he still found it difficult to speak.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange.

"You... have you ever blamed me or your father?" Wang Tinghe asked hesitantly.

"Yes!" Ye Zifen replied concisely.

Wang Tinghe breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. If Ye Zifen said no, she wouldn't know how to face it.

"Can you tell us what's to blame?" Wang Tinghe asked gently.

Seeing her like this, Ye Zifen had no intention of hiding anything: "Ever since I knew the name you gave me, I have blamed you. Not being able to give birth to a boy has nothing to do with me, and I have to bear the consequences."

After hearing this, Wang Tinghe argued: "It's just a beautiful expectation!"

Ye Zifen smiled mockingly: "Sixth sister has been born. If I were called that name, what would others say and think of me now!"

"So you hate me because of this?" Wang Tinghe asked.

"Have you ever taken care of me since I was born? It can be said that besides wanting to have a son, have you done anything else in these years? Not just me, but also several sisters." Ye Zifen became angrier as she spoke. .

"People from poor families know how to teach their daughters more skills, so that they can be established in the husband's family. What about you! Apart from raising your children until they can feed themselves, what else have you done? My father is teaching me how to read and write, and I am a knitting girl. If the third sister and the third sister didn't call you, you wouldn't take the initiative to mention it. It's understandable that you are not good at cooking, but it's okay to ask a cook to teach you!..."

Ye Zifen frowned, and every sentence was like a knife piercing Wang Tinghe's heart.

"The property left to your uncle is almost the same as your dowry. Look at how uncle has managed the family's property now. My mother's dowry is still the same. If my aunt hadn't contributed the family's money, I guess the family would have sold everything. . I just want to know, how could you let your daughters become like this when you dared to argue with so many members of the Wang clan back then, and even watch your two daughters die in front of you. "

After hearing Ye Zifen's words, Wang Tinghe's face was filled with horror.

She admitted that she didn't like her daughter, so she didn't argue with reason when Mr. Lu and Li were making trouble. She just acted like a weakling, but she didn't expect her little daughter to see it so clearly.

"My mother hates that she is a woman and cannot inherit and carry forward my grandfather's property and aspirations, but she is unwilling to admit it. She behaves like a pitiful person all day long, passing on these hatred and grievances to us children who still need to rely on family life. You ask me if I hate you? Do you dare to admit that you hate me?"

Wang Tinghe shed tears after hearing this. Others thought she was jealous of her daughter, but she hated her own inability even more.

"You not only hate me, but you also hate my aunt. You hate that she can live so freely, but you can't. In your heart, you believe that your aunt has taken away your smartest child, but you don't want me to be the child you don't want. If it weren't for my aunt, Teach me, maybe I am also a person who knows nothing..."

She shed tears when she talked about her aunt, and Wang Tinghe's tears flowed even more fiercely.

Zi Zifen was afraid that her emotions would affect Wang Tinghe, so she stood up and walked out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you!"

Before she went out, she heard her mother's apology. The hatred buried in her heart suddenly came out, and she couldn't stop crying.

She ran out and ran directly into the weaving room, crying silently inside.

Wang Tinghe was also crying. As the tears fell, her hatred, guilt, and jealousy towards her daughter seemed to be slowly dissipating. (But it’s just a seeming thing!)

She admitted that she was not a good mother and that she was sorry for her children.

She held the handkerchief and cried until Ye Yongwang returned to the house.

"What's going on? Why are you crying?" he asked with concern.

"Husband, I'm sorry. I'm not a good wife, nor a good mother. Thank you for your understanding over the years!" Wang Tinghe lay on Ye Yongwang's body and cried, unable to control herself anymore.

She was crying and apologizing at the same time, which made Ye Yongwang a little confused.

Fortunately, he is not the type to get to the bottom of things.

Ye Zifen cried in the weaving room for a long time. She didn't wipe away her tears until she heard the sound of Ye Yongwang closing the door of the main room.

She has been waiting, waiting for her mother to say sorry. She longs for maternal love, but...

Today's apology is a kind of redemption for her. It can be said that so many years of resentment have been cured by this apology, and she can suddenly let go of those so-called attachments as a matter of course.

Looking at the wet sleeves, she calmed down her emotions before walking out of the weaving room, locking the door and walking towards their house.

There are two large boxes in the room.

Ye Zifen opened the two boxes with a list on them.

When Ye Zifen saw the gift from her aunt to Mrs. Hong, she could not hide the pride and longing in her eyes.

It was full of jewelry. When she saw the styles, Ye Zifen knew that they were made by her aunt.

She still remembers asking her: "If there is an afterlife, what would my aunt want to do?"

My aunt's answer was: "I want to be a craftsman, a jewelry maker. I feel happy every day when I make the styles I like."

My aunt said this with infinite longing, as if she had been here before.

Now seeing the jewelry designed by her aunt, she can completely understand why her aunt likes to be a craftsman.

The style of jewelry is not complicated, but it has the feeling of an orchid in an empty valley.

Just like my great aunt, she is full of talents but never shows off. She knows so much but knows how to hide her clumsiness.