Upon hearing Zhao Chunxiang’s voice, the small figure that had fallen to the ground stiffened just as she was about to get up, freezing on the spot, not daring to rise.
"Whose child are you? You bumped into soone, so why don’t you get up and apologize? What are you still doing lying on the ground? How did your parents raise you? You have no manners at all!"
The County Magistrate stood beside Zhao Chunxiang. Seeing the scene unfold, his mind imdiately went to work. This is an excellent opportunity to suck up to the lucky child! The lucky child is to be taken as a disciple by the National Master. Her future prospects are limitless. If I don’t curry favor now, then when?
Xiaosuisui clutched the kite in her hands, too scared to make a sound. The mory of her Second Aunt and Grandma planning to bury her alive surfaced in her mind, and she lay on the ground, shivering.
"Are you mute? I told you to apologize, didn’t you hear ? Let tell you, my daughter is the lucky child, and the National Master is about to take her as his disciple. If you offend , you offend the National Master, understand?"
The National Master is going to take Yanyan as his disciple? And if I offend Second Aunt, does that an I’ve also offended the National Master?
Xiaosuisui couldn’t understand the reasoning. Her little head throbbed, and she remained on the ground, not even thinking of getting up.
"I’m talking to you, you little rascal! I told you to apologize to , didn’t you hear? How did your mother teach you? So ill-mannered!"
Zhao Chunxiang had been enjoying the County Magistrate’s flattery when she was unexpectedly bumped by a little girl. She waited for an apology, wanting to savor the feeling of superiority, but the girl stubbornly remained on the ground. This was a huge loss of face for her! So, she erupted in anger.
Xiaosuisui was young, and her fear of Zhao Chunxiang was bone-deep, ingrained from being constantly bullied by her since childhood. During her ti with the Ji Family, where she was cherished like a precious gem, Xiaosuisui’s initially timid and submissive nature had brightened sowhat. But now, seeing Zhao Chunxiang again, that deep-seated fear resurfaced.
Hearing Zhao Chunxiang ask how her mother had raised her, the little girl felt terribly wronged. Tears stread down her face as she whispered, "I don’t have a mother! My mother died when she gave birth to ."
She wept softly, and her voice startled Zhao Chunxiang.
"Who are you? Why does your voice sound so much like that jinx?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhao Chunxiang’s scalp tingled. She couldn’t help but recall her swollen cheek from Wang Dongxue’s slap and the horrific experience of being buried in the unmarked gravesite all night.
Her head was buzzing.
She bent down and pulled up the child, who hadn’t faced her directly since falling. In an instant, Zhao Chunxiang froze, stunned.
The child’s face was horrifying; a long scar stretched across her pretty left cheek, and her eyes were filled with panic.
"So it was just a similar voice. That scared to death! I thought I’d run into that jinx."
"So you’re just an ill-bred ugly freak! Considering how ugly you are, I’ll forgive you if you just get up, kneel before , and admit your mistake."
Zhao Chunxiang stood before Xiaosuisui with her arms crossed and chin held high, eagerly anticipating the sight of this ugly freak kneeling to her.
Xiaosuisui was dumbfounded for a long mont after hearing Zhao Chunxiang’s words. Second Aunt didn’t even recognize ? And she called an ugly freak?
"You’re the ugly freak! You don’t even recognize ? Are you blind?"
She was just a child, after all; when she got angry, all her fear vanished.
In the past few days with her Seventh Uncle, if there was one thing she’d learned, it was to frequently ’inquire’ about the state of other people’s eyes.
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