C6 Mother-to-daughter Relationship

It wasn't that she was that tired to deal with Zhao Wenyu. After the baptism of her previous life, she had long since learned to speak human language and to speak nonsense.

However, she found that Zhao Wenyu's body was constantly emitting black light spots that entered her body, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

These black spots of light were completely different from the White Spot floating out from Father and Mother's bodies.

The former made people feel warmth, while the latter made people feel cold.

The former was good for her body and could help her heal.

Then what was the role of the latter? Du Qiaoyun remembered Zhao Wenyu's fall.

When she saw Zhao Wenyu walk away, she was quite pleased with herself and wished that she could fall to the ground and eat the mud. She did not expect that Zhao Wenyu would fall so hard onto the ground.

When Zhao Wenyu fell, she felt a lot more relaxed.

At that time, she had thought that it was because of Zhao Wenyu's fall that she felt so relieved. But now that she thought about it, did it have anything to do with this black dot of light?

There was also Zhao Wenyu, who had always been unrelenting towards her little stone, and had spent all her previous life trying to coax it out of her hands.

She had spent so much effort to obtain this worthless stone, so she must have known about the mystical properties of this stone.

Now that the small stone was gone, he was afraid that Zhao Wenyu would not let it go.

Du Qiaoyun's family was poor, she couldn't afford good jade, and she was also very fond of it. Therefore, she had developed the habit of collecting beautiful stones when she saw them.

She took out the stone box and rummaged through it until she found a stone about the size of the small stone.

Unfortunately, while she was almost finished, her color was still a lot worse. Du Qiaoyun had an idea. She grinded some ink and soaked the small rock in it.

Didn't Zhao Wenyu want her little stone? Just give it to her! It wasn't like her stone was the only one!

Du Qiaoyun was sweating profusely from all over her work, but she looked much more energetic.

Aunt Du's egg red sugar water had also been boiled and brought over.

"Qiao'er, you fell into the water and caught a cold. Hurry and drink this bowl of ginger soup to expel the cold!"

Upon hearing Du Qiaoyun's words, and thinking of the other person who had also fallen into the water, Du Qiaoyun's heart stirred.

"Mom, this soup is too hot, I'll drink it later."

Seeing that the soup was still smoking, Aunt Du knew that her daughter had never liked to drink anything too hot, so she didn't force it.

"Qiao'er, you must not imitate your father. Reading makes you stupid, and you must spend your days observing those rules and regulations!

A woman's life wasn't good, it didn't depend on the first half of her life, but the second half.

To a woman, this marriage was the equivalent of a second reincarnation.

If he were to marry well, he would naturally be unable to enjoy the rest of his life. However, if there was the slightest bit of inadequacy, he would have to suffer for the rest of his life!

"You can't just die for the rest of your life just because of your father's promise!"

Du Qiaoyun's eyes reddened with emotions as she listened to Aunt Du's painstaking words and saw the White Spot that kept on coming out of her body.

She had seen the world in her previous life and knew that not all parents doted on their children, especially women.

How many girls in the flowerbed were sold by their own parents? How many girls had their parents changed them for expensive gifts?

But now, her mother was willing to betray her family in the eyes of the world for her sake. It took a lot of courage for her mother to do so.

Who said that only scholars cared about reputation? In the countryside, a woman's reputation was greater than the heavens.

If a woman had a bad reputation, then not only would the other girls in the family find it difficult to get married, even the men in the family would not please them.

Her mother was actually willing to protect her without regard for her reputation. Previously, she was kicked in the head by a donkey, which was why she believed Zhao Wenyu's nonsense.

"Mother, don't think too much. The reason why I'm willing to marry Mister Zhao Family is not for some reputation, nor is it to repay the debt of gratitude. It's because I've really fallen for him.

When I fell into the river, there were so many people by the river, but no one wanted to reach out and give me a hand. Only he jumped into the river to save me, despite his own leg wound.

You say that he can sacrifice himself to save a stranger that he may not even know. If I marry him, how can he treat me differently?

Wasn't it just a person who knew how to be cold and enthusiastic that a woman wanted in her life? Father is poor as well, but Mother, do you regret marrying him? "

Du Qiaoyun was so embarrassed that her face turned red. As an unmarried woman, it was bold of her to say that she had fallen for a man.

If it weren't for the fact that she had been forced into a corner by her own mother, she really wouldn't have been able to say anything.

"Since you've already thought it through, then when Xie Family comes again to propose, mother will agree."

Aunt Du was someone who had experienced the past. Seeing Du Qiaoyun's expression, what else could she not understand?

His daughter had really fallen for Zhao Dalang!

Forget it, I'm living my own life. As a parent, how much can I control?

When she fell for Uncle Du, a poor Elementary Scholar who could not be lifted, whose hands could not be lifted, and who had tried many times, didn't her family disagree?

However, she just looked at Uncle Du as if he was nothing. She was determined to marry him!

These days, his life wasn't bad!

"Mother still has some work to do in the field, you should rest well. You can make dinner when Mother comes back."

Du Qiaoyun nodded obediently.

After Aunt Du walked for a while, Du Qiaoyun guessed that her mother had already walked far away. With a flip of her blanket, she got off the bed.

She hurriedly tied her hair in a random motion in the blurry bronze mirror and changed into a new dress that she would normally not have liked to wear.

Then he took out the box he hadn't used in a long time. After washing it up, he carefully put the bowl of egg soup inside, picked up the box and walked to the east end of the village.