books44 Chapter 123 Kitchen Knife
Chapter 123 Kitchen Knife
"Hehehe, Aunt Juan, your cooking is really delicious!" Song Xingyue really liked Zhao Xiaojuan and loved her cooking.
Zhao Xiaojuan beamed with joy at the compliment, "Right? If you like it, come to my house often! Don't make me pay; I can even teach you how to cook!"
"Okay, thank you, Aunt Juan, you're so kind!"
"Don't mention it, Xingyue. You're the same age as my Tingnan, right?" Zhao Xiaojuan thought to herself: This little girl has a sweet tongue, so why does she only know how to glare at her own mother?
"Yes, Aunt Juan, I'm not as good as Brother Nan."
"Don't belittle yourself. I heard from Teacher Zuo that you are very smart and your grades are among the best, which is rare for a girl."
"Really? Teacher Zuo really praised me like that? My dad taught me to read, learn ancient poems, and do math since I was little. He requires me to study hard!"
No wonder Song Xingyue never missed a class despite being heartbroken after her father's passing, and her grades didn't drop much. She remembered her father's advice. This shows how important a father's words are to a child!
"Yes, Teacher Zuo said you're no worse than Tingnan, it's just that Tingnan has more experience, so she's more mature and hardworking." In the children's hearts, Jinyue's charm is still as strong as ever, perfect timing to put her to use!
"Really? Hehehe, so in Teacher Zuo's heart, Nan-ge and I can stand side by side!"
"Yes, Xingyue, sometimes misfortunes cause us pain, but they also force us to grow. Do you know why I'm so close to your mother?"
"Are you about the same age?"
"That's only one aspect. The main reason is that your mother and I share the same plight; we both lost our men."
"Aunt Juan, didn't you...Mingli's father go out to work?"
"Xingyue, let's go sit on the mountain over there." Having kept the secret in her heart for so long, Zhao Xiaojuan wanted to confide in someone, but she never expected it to be Xingyue.
Sitting on the grass, Zhao Xiaojuan poured out her heart, shocking Song Xingyue. "Why are all adults like this? Another traitor?"
"Xingyue, adults have their own hardships. You should understand why I kept it a secret, right? I can live without a man, but I have to be true to my three children."
A mother's love is strong, and your mother is no exception. We can't say her actions were right, or that you shouldn't do the same, but you should at least have some idea why she did it.
"I know you must be feeling uncomfortable because Mom is like this. You're a sensible child, you love both your dad and your mom, so you're in pain, right?" Zhao Xiaojuan found that since she started learning, she was also able to say these comforting words.
"Waaaaah... Aunt Juan, I miss my dad so much." Song Xingyue hugged her knees and cried.
Zhao Xiaojuan put her arm around Xingyue's shoulder and waited for her to cry for a while before wiping away her tears: "Xingyue, look how beautiful your name is! Your parents love you very, very much. When you miss your father, look up at the sky at night and look at the stars and the moon, as if your father is watching you from heaven."
Xingyue, your father is an educated and reasonable man. I think even if he knew your current situation, he wouldn't blame you or your mother.
"Really? But my mother betrayed him!"
“Xingyue, many things in the adult world aren’t black and white. Your father has passed away, and if your mother wants to remarry, that’s fine too. There was a matchmaker who came to our door, but she couldn’t bear to part with you and didn’t want you to suffer. If she took you to the man’s house, she was afraid you wouldn’t adapt, and the man’s family wouldn’t accept you. If she left you alone, you would have to live with your grandparents. I’m asking you, are you willing to live with your grandparents?”
Song Xingyue shook her head violently. How could that be? She was a girl, and her grandfather would definitely despise her. Want to study? No way! She'd be lucky if she wasn't "sold" away.
"So, your mother gritted her teeth and stayed in Songjia Village. Three years ago, your mother wasn't very old, and she wasn't bad-looking either. Your grandparents weren't as understanding as my mother-in-law. Not only did they not help you and your mother, but they also... Many times, many things, your mother had no way to express her suffering. Do you know that your mother had a kitchen knife under her pillow? She was originally such a gentle and quiet woman, but she was living in constant fear, and she had no other choice."
Until she met that man, it was fate, I suppose. They each had their own needs. To be honest, that man was quite kind and loyal; his wife had been paralyzed for years before he married your mother…”
"Aunt Juan, why do you think that way?"