Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

Watching Zhao Yuliang walking further and further away, Xu Yueji stopped crying.

She raised her sleeves to wipe the tears from her face, then stood up from the ground with an expressionless face.

Humph, I didn’t expect that woman to be so lucky. She’s lucky this time.

But her cousin is not easy to fool, so it seems that she has to find another employer as soon as possible.

Zhao Yuliang walked all the way towards Wangjia Village, the bitterness in his heart was about to drown him.

Just yesterday, he and his wife were happily looking forward to the birth of their child, and were discussing what name to give the child.

But just one day later, his wife and children were all gone, and he felt like he had a nightmare.

Zheng Xiaoman and her companions' carriage quickly returned home. Zheng Dashan carried his sister down from the carriage and walked into the house.

"Take my little sister to our room first. I'll have someone clean up a room and then move my little sister over there."

Zhou Chunfeng followed her husband closely, fearing that he would drop her younger sister if he wasn't paying attention.

Zheng Dashan nodded and said, "Oh, I understand."

Zheng Dashan carried the person all the way into their house and put him and his quilt on the kang.

Old Mrs. Zheng came in holding her little grandson and asked her daughter nervously, "Daughter, are you feeling unwell?"

Zheng Chunhua shook her head. "Mom, I, I just feel a little hungry."

She hasn't eaten anything since the start.

Zhou Chunfeng was about to go out, and after hearing this, she said, "Look, I almost forgot. I'll ask the kitchen to make you a bowl of brown sugar millet porridge and a few eggs."

Zheng Chunhua looked at her sister-in-law gratefully, "Sister-in-law, thank you."

Zhou Chunfeng smiled and said, "Why are you being polite to me? You should have a good rest first."

After saying that, she lifted the curtain and left the room.

After going out, she asked the kitchen maid to cook for her sister-in-law, and then she took people to clean up a room.

Only Mrs. Zheng and Zheng Chunhua were left in the room. The old lady handed the whimpering child in her arms to her daughter and said, "The child must be hungry. See if you have any milk now."

Zheng Chunhua quickly took her son over, and looking at her skinny little son, her tears almost fell again.

Old Mrs. Zheng sighed inwardly and began to teach her daughter how to feed the baby.

The little guy moved closer to his ration and instinctively began to suck.

I don’t know if it’s because of the spiritual spring water, but Zheng Chunhua actually has milk.

After the little guy sucked twice, milk came out and he started to eat it with a gulp.

Old Mrs. Zheng smiled as soon as she saw it, "Oh, there really is milk, my grandson is a blessed child.

When I gave birth to you, it took me three days to produce milk. You were so hungry that you kept crying, and I could only feed you some rice soup to fill your stomach."

Zheng Chunhua smiled bitterly, "Mom, you said the child was born before the due date, will there be any problems with her body?"

Old Madam Zheng comforted him, "Don't overthink it. I think the child is doing very well now. Doctor Sun said that the child is quite normal now."

Although she said this, Old Mrs. Zheng still thought that she had to secretly feed some of the spiritual spring water to her grandson.

Treat illness if you are sick, and strengthen your body if you are healthy.

The child fell asleep soon after eating, and the porridge cooked in the kitchen was brought up.

Two spoonfuls of brown sugar and three poached eggs were added to the millet porridge.

Zheng Chunhua took the porridge and started eating it in big mouthfuls. No matter how sad she was, she had to eat well.

If he doesn't eat well, she will have no milk. Her son is already weak, and she can't let him go without breast milk.

After dinner, Zheng Chunhua was moved to a cleaned room.

She was now out of energy and soon fell asleep while lying down.

At this time, Zhao Yuliang also came to the door of Zheng's house. He stood outside the gate and did not go into the yard.

The doorman saw him wandering around the door and immediately went in to look for Zheng Dashan.

Zheng Dashan snorted coldly, "If he wants to stand, let him stand. Don't bother with him."

When Zheng Qingming and Lixia came back from school, they saw Zhao Yuliang standing at the door.

The two men walked over and called him uncle. Lixia asked curiously, "Uncle, why are you standing here instead of going into the yard?

Where is my aunt? Has the baby been born? Is it a boy or a girl?

When they came back at noon, they heard from their family that their aunt was about to give birth, so their grandparents had gone to their uncle's house.

Then why is my uncle at their doorstep now? Shouldn’t he be at home taking care of my aunt and the children?

Zhao Yuliang looked very depressed. He said, "Your aunt gave birth to a boy. They are in your yard now."

This time it was Zheng Qingming and the other man who were surprised. How come their aunt had just given birth and now she was back?

Looking at my uncle standing at the door, not daring to go in, something must have happened.

The two brothers looked at each other and asked Zhao Yuliang to go in with them.

Zhao Yuliang hesitated for a moment, and finally followed them into the yard.

"Mom, I'm back. Is my aunt back? Where is my little brother?"

Lixia shouted as she entered the yard.

Zhou Chunfeng hurried out of the room and said, "Keep your voice down. Your aunt and brother are still asleep."

Lixia quickly covered her mouth and whispered, "Oh, I don't know."

He looked back at his uncle again, leaned close to his mother's ear and whispered, "Mom, are my aunt and uncle having a quarrel?"

Seeing his gossiping look, Zhou Chunfeng slapped him in annoyance and said, "Stop interfering in adults' affairs. Go inside and read a book."

Lixia stuck out his tongue and pulled his brother back to the house.

Zhao Yuliang stood in the yard, rubbing his hands, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law."

Zhou Chunfeng snorted coldly, "I am not worthy of your calling me sister-in-law. What's the matter? Are you here to give us a divorce letter?"

Zhao Yuliang waved his hands quickly, "No, no, sister-in-law, I..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Old Man Zheng who came out of the house. "What are you talking about? Who allowed you to come in? Do you still think that bullying my daughter is not enough?"

Zhao Yuliang hurriedly said, "Dad, I really don't know what my parents did. If I knew, I would never let them do that.

Dad, I know I was wrong. I didn't take good care of Chunhua. You can punish me in any way you want, but just don't let Chunhua and I divorce, okay?"

Old Man Zheng cursed angrily: "What's the point of beating you to death now? Will my daughter not be born prematurely and hurt her body, and my little grandson's health will be better?

What did you promise me when you married my daughter? "

Zhao Yuliang knelt down again and said, "Dad, I know I didn't do well enough. I will definitely change in the future and will never let Chunhua and the children be bullied again."

Old Mrs. Zheng listened to the noise outside, looked at her daughter who was obviously awake although her eyes were still closed, and got up and walked out.

"Stop her from being bullied? How can you guarantee that you won't let her be bullied? You saw your parents' attitude today. If Chunhua goes back again, will they still treat her well?"

Zhao Yuliang paused and said nothing.

He could promise that he would not bully Chunhua, but he really couldn't promise that his parents wouldn't.