Yun Jiao herself has passed the age of needing a mother’s love, but Xiao Chuan is only seven, how could a child so young not need a mother’s love?
She added, "You have to care for Xiao Chuan like a real mother."
Mrs. Li was taken aback, her eyes showing so confusion and doubt, as if she wanted to ask, isn’t she Xiao Chuan’s real mother?
But under Yun Jiao’s gaze, she couldn’t help but shrink a bit, "Okay."
Yun Jiao stood up, "Alright then, it’s settled. First, no crying, second, care for Xiao Chuan."
"If you can’t do it, I’ll imdiately hire a carriage to send you back to your uncle’s house."
Mrs. Li didn’t dare to cry either, she felt Yun Jiao was too frightening now.
There was actually a bed in the side room, which had been moved from the west wing earlier.
Yun Jiao started packing her things.
Mrs. Chen, San Ya, and Yingzi all ca to help, while Mrs. Li sat alone in the main room.
It took several people quite a while to move so clothes and luggage to the side room.
The bookshelf had no place to be, so they had to leave it where it was, which ant Yun Jiao would have to go to Mrs. Li’s room to find books.
Just when they were almost finished tidying up, Liu Lang and Gu Chuan ca back from school.
Mrs. Li hadn’t seen Gu Chuan in several months.
As she sat in the main room and saw Gu Chuan and Liu Lang walking into the courtyard, she almost didn’t recognize them.
The past Gu Chuan had fair skin and a frail build.
But now, Gu Chuan had grown much taller, and because he often ran around with Liu Lang, his skin had tanned a bit.
Mrs. Li leaned against the door, reaching out a hand and calling out to Gu Chuan, "Xiao Chuan—"
Gu Chuan was startled, seeing the surprise in Mrs. Li’s eyes, followed by a dimming of the light in her eyes.
He hesitated for a mont before slowly walking towards Mrs. Li.
Tears welled in Mrs. Li’s eyes as she watched Gu Chuan approach, finally having a place to vent her grievances. She hugged Gu Chuan tight, sobbing, "Mother is so miserable, sob sob, they all bully ······"
Gu Chuan looked bewildered, as this was the first ti he could rember his mother hugging him.
He felt vaguely terrified, but mostly at a loss.
Yun Jiao stood at the door watching, she found it amusing to see the mother and son like this, with one unable to stop crying and the other clearly unable to fit into the scene.
Gu Chuan, uncomfortable being held by Mrs. Li, turned his neck slightly and looked at Yun Jiao standing at the door, seeking help, "Sister—"
Mrs. Li, who was holding Gu Chuan and crying bitterly, suddenly turned her head and saw Yun Jiao. The pain in her eyes instantly turned to panic.
She released Gu Chuan, hurriedly wiping her tears and desperately trying to suppress her unreleased sobs.
Perhaps it was the rush of it all, but Mrs. Li suddenly started hiccupping.
Yun Jiao suddenly felt like a big villain.
She no longer looked at Mrs. Li and turned to leave.
She went straight out, bought a set of bedding, and returned to set up Mrs. Li’s bed.
Jiang Youzhi ca back right at alti, only to find there was another person at ho.
He had seen Mrs. Li once before and felt that Yun Jiao didn’t seem to like her own mother much.
During the al, there were too many people, and there wasn’t enough room at the table.
Mrs. Chen had her children stand while eating.
She was worried that the children wouldn’t get to eat any dishes if they weren’t at the table, so she kept putting food on their plates.
Yun Jiao scolded, "Mom, don’t worry about them, if you don’t eat soon, the food will get cold."
When Yun Jiao called "Mom," Mrs. Li instinctively wanted to respond, but realized it wasn’t directed at her.
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