Quick Wear: True and False Life

Chapter 443: The Peasant Girl of Qinghe Village 38

My surname is Mu, my given name is Jinchen, and my courtesy name is Changle.

I was born in Xiangfu City. My father ignored me from the moment I was born because my mother was not his ideal wife. He even had to marry her under family pressure.

He had his childhood cousin, but unfortunately their families were not compatible, so they were separated and finally compromised.

My parents were very cold to each other after marriage, and my grandmother saw it and was worried.

So he did it first and asked my parents for permission later. He gave both of my parents a love drug, and after a night of passion, my mother became pregnant with me.

Although my mother didn't love my father, she was still very welcoming to my arrival.

She began to learn tailoring from her wet nurse, and finally learned how to make clothes even at the risk of getting honeycombs on her fingertips.

As each palm-sized piece of clothing appeared in her suitcase, she felt relieved and expectant.

Since I was born, she has put clothes on me one by one with her own hands.

As I grew up, I realized that apart from my mother, the only two people in the house who truly welcomed me were probably my grandparents?

My grandfather took on the role of my father and taught me enlightenment, martial arts, and business. Such wonderful days ended after I was thirteen years old because my grandparents passed away one after another.

It was then that I realized that my father was a symbol of a bad person, and from then on I was beaten and scolded every day.

However, because my mother's family was powerful, when I was fifteen, my mother took advantage of the fact that her illegitimate son was in jail and forcefully seized the power to manage the household for me.

People always grow up, and when I reached the age where I no longer longed for fatherly love, my methods became tougher.

After all, in a fight, it's a life-and-death struggle, and one side has to give in. So when I was eighteen, when I was out on patrol, my father personally brought me poison soup.

I always thought that although my father disliked me and often beat and scolded me, he would not want to kill me. But it seems that I lost the bet.

At the moment the poison took effect, I knew clearly how pitiful I was in my father's eyes, and I swore that if I escaped, I would not be soft-hearted.

I relapsed twice along the way, and as I was about to return to the city, I could feel my life shortening.

I was afraid that my mother would go crazy if I was gone, and I didn’t know if she could survive.

In such a deep melancholy, I met the benefactor of my life when I was just one step away from the city.

When I heard the girl's clear and soft voice, I was nervous and alert. I still wanted to hold on to my body and go back to see my mother for the last time.

But when she offered to trade the detoxification pill for a ride, I was damn tempted.

I lifted the curtain and looked out from afar. There was a girl sitting on a rock under a tree in front of the convoy. She was accompanied by a distinguished man, whose status was obvious from his clothes.

Another man, no! It should be called a boy, wearing a white robe with mysterious patterns, with an innocent face, looking at the convoy curiously, and the remaining child looked particularly steady.

I looked at him and confirmed that he had no ill intention towards me, then I asked my attendant to ask the steward to invite him to get in the car.

The girl was very trustworthy. She had already sent the medicine before she got on the car.

When the medicine was passed to my follower and I opened it, I knew it was effective. The aroma of the medicine was subtle and lingering.

Without a moment's hesitation, I took it and poured it into my mouth.

The pill melted in the mouth, leaving only a slightly bitter and sweet taste, and then it turned into a pure airflow and entered the body.

It traveled along my tendons and veins throughout my body, and I felt pain and excitement at the same time. Wherever it passed, it became warm and comfortable.

Until my heart meridian, the reverse flow made me feel so painful that I wanted to cough suddenly, and then I spat out a large mouthful of thick, black and smelly blood.

I felt completely relaxed, and could feel the remaining effect of the medicine warming my tendons, veins, blood and flesh. After a while, even the knife wounds on my body didn't hurt so much anymore, and even felt a little itchy.

I straightened up, pulled open my clothes, and checked the wound. I found that not only had the bleeding stopped, but it had also healed almost completely and was showing signs of forming a scab.

I have seen eyes light up, it is a magic medicine!

This thing is really priceless, but unfortunately the ride only took more than half an hour and he got off the bus before he could even thank me.

However, I remembered the appearance of my benefactor clearly in my heart, and at this time I was more anxious to go home and report my safety to my mother.

I was away for so long, I was afraid my mother would be worried! And since my father had poisoned me, he would definitely wait for an opportunity to act.

After I entered the city, I rested in my own private residence and took care of my injuries. Then I sent my follower Yu Hai to my uncle's house to ask for a team of people to come over.

After all, the people he brought with him were either dead or injured, and nearly half of them were unusable.

I waited here for more than half an hour before I returned home with the people my uncle gave me.

For a long time to come, I will always be grateful that I turned a corner and asked my uncle for someone.

When I entered the mansion, I was suppressed by someone. The captain of the guards wanted to take action, but I wanted to see what my shameless father would do next.

He gestured to someone to deal with the outsiders in the mansion first, find my mother and settle her down, and then he went into the flower hall with Butler Fang.

As soon as I entered, I saw my father and his childhood concubine sitting in the main seat. At that moment I laughed out of anger.

"Father, what do you mean? Who are you trying to humiliate by letting this thing sit in the main seat?

If it was your grandparents, they are no longer around, so who are you doing this for?

Do you think you have the courage to rebel against your family?" I looked at this person whom I had once looked forward to with great enthusiasm and said sarcastically.

"You..." Father Mu said with an embarrassed and uncomfortable look on his face after hearing what his son said.

"Don't say it, I'll say it for you!

You are a sinner and an unfilial son, right?

But you, what is this thing that makes me so angry? Are you worse than pigs and dogs? Don't insult pigs and dogs.

Besides, if they are not my grandparents, are you trying to humiliate my mother?

Then when you first met, you didn't nod your head! Don't say your parents pressured you. Didn't your grandparents give you a choice? Aren't you reluctant to give up both power and beauty?

See what happened in the end? Didn't you sacrifice beauty for power?

Therefore, you insulted my mother, which just shows that you are incompetent, cowardly, selfish and cold-blooded. "At this moment, I saw that my father was completely disappointed and tore his face.

"Shut up! Shut up, shut up. It's all your fault, Yao Huiqiong, for being shameless. Why did you marry into this family..." Father Mu was so angry that his eyes bulged out as he roared when his son tore off his fig leaf.

"Parents' orders and matchmaker's words!

Tell me where the shamelessness comes from. Aren’t you just as shameless as your father? You want everything but get nothing.

You want power, but grandpa thinks you are a waste and a treacherous villain, so I will just find someone to manage it for me instead of giving it to you.

You want a beauty, this is a real beauty! You can even have a horse running on your head, she thinks you are useless, the only benefit is that you can make money for her and her son, right? Aunt Qiu! "I said, turning my eyes to Qiu Xiahe.

"How...how can you slander me? I...I am also your elder!

Are you forcing me to die?" Aunt Qiu believed that she had no evidence to find. Although she was nervous and scared, she looked like she wanted to say something but stopped herself, and cried sadly.