Chapter 14

The carpenter was crazy, cruel, and rotten. So be it if the carpenter beat the apprentice since he wasn’t the carpenter’s biological son, but Ya’er was his daughter. How could he beat her?

Many of the bruises on Ya’er’s arm were old. The little girl looked to be about six or seven years old. How could that bastard do that? The Heavens must be blind to let such a man walk the Earth. He was not worthy!

The doctor’s darkened expression disappeared, and he said in a friendly manner, “Don’t be anxious. I’ll go with you to take a look at your mother.”

Ya’er was so happy that tears rolled down her cheeks. She thanked the doctor profusely, “Thank you, Doctor!”

The doctor was a little embarrassed. “No need to thank me. It’s what I should do.”

“Can I ask you something, Doctor? What happened to the boy who came here? Is he okay?” Ya’er asked nervously.

“Are you talking about the boy who was an apprentice at your father’s shop?”

Ya’er nodded.

“I treated the boy’s external injuries, so there are no significant issues. However, his body is in poor condition since he hasn’t had much to eat. It will take some time for him to recover,” the doctor said.

Then he glanced at Ya’er. “How old are you, little one?”

Ya’er was skinny and weak, and her hair was sparse and blonde.

The doctor had a bad feeling.

“I’m ten years old this year, Doctor,” Ya’er replied.

She was a year older than Zhao Xiaoshu but skinnier and weaker than Zhao Xiaoshu. The doctor cursed the carpenter in his heart. Even a tiger would not eat its cubs.

…

When Meng Yao and her sons reached home, Meng Yao paid Mr. Niu for the ride. She paid him more than they had agreed, and Mr. Niu tried to reject it. However, Meng Yao insisted, and Mr. Niu could only accept the payment reluctantly. “Thank you. Then Dajiang won’t have to give me the grass for my cow.”

“Thank you, Mr. Niu,” Meng Yao said.

Mr. Niu waved his hand. “All right, hurry up and go in. Xiu’er and Xiaoshu need tending to, so you’ll be busy.”

Zhao Dahe carried Zhao Xiaoshu into the house, but he did not know where to put him. “Mother!” Zhao Dahe shouted for Meng Yao at the top of his lungs.

Only then did Meng Yao remember that her predecessor had changed Zhao Xiaoshu’s room into a storage room. She didn’t think of it before, so she didn’t clean it up.

“I’ve been calling you for ages, Mother! Where should I put Xiaoshu?” Zhao Dahe asked.

“Put him in your room for now. Since you usually live at the school, Xiaoshu will take your room. I’ll tidy up the store room so you can live there whenever you come home from school, Dahe,” Meng Yao said calmly.

“H-How could you do this to me, Mother?!” Zhao Dahe could no longer remain calm.

“What? Isn’t Xiaoshu’s room good enough for you? That’s all the more reason for you, the Big Brother, to stay there! You should always respect the old and love the young. Didn’t I tell you that last time? Do you want an old lady like me to give you my room?” Meng Yao rolled her eyes.

“You could let Xiaohua stay in the same room as you while Xiaoshu sleeps in Xiaohua’s room.” Zhao Dahe’s eyes darted around. Zhao Xiaohua was not home anyway.

“Dahe, don’t even think about using my room!” Zhao Xiaohua came out of her room, looking unhappy. “Mother said this room belongs to me.”

“Weren’t you in Yimu’s house? When did you get back?” Zhao Dahe asked with an annoyed expression.

“I came home because I miss Mother.” Zhao Xiaohua held her mother’s arm affectionately.

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Zhao Xiaohua was a head taller than Zhao Xiaoshu. Her face was toot, while her body was plump and fair.

If Meng Yao had to think of a way to describe Zhao Xiaohua, she would be a white steamed bun, and it was the kind that was scrumptious. Zhao Xiaohua became chubby because of Ying Luo’s predecessor.

Her predecessor loved watching Zhao Xiaohua eat. She would feed good food to Zhao Xiaohua whenever they had some, making Zhao Xiaohua gain more weight.

Meng Yao felt an inexplicable closeness toward Zhao Xiaohua because she possessed some of her predecessor’s consciousness. It was a feeling she did not have for her three sons.

“Are you willing to sleep in my room for a while, Xiaohua?” Meng Yao asked.

“Of course, I’m willing, but Mother, I’ll be ten years old next year. I’ll be a big girl. I won’t have any privacy if I share a room with you. I can visit your room often to keep you company,” Zhao Xiaohua said.

Zhao Xiaohua’s room was so clean and tidy that she couldn’t bear to let it go. It wasn’t that she didn’t care about her twin brother, but there were many ways to do so. She didn’t have to give up her room.

Meng Yao turned to look at Zhao Dahe.

Zhao Dahe was seething with anger, but his mother was right. His room was empty most of the time.

Zhao Dahe carried Zhao Xiaoshu into his room and placed him on the bed. “Don’t think you can take over my room just yet. You can return to your room once Mother tidies it up.”

Zhao Xiaoshu glanced at Zhao Dahe and said, “Mother said she would tidy up my room so you can stay there. We should listen to her.” Zhao Xiaoshu turned around and showed his back to Zhao Dahe after speaking.

Zhao Dahe was angry and thought that was the worst day he had experienced in fourteen years. He was in urgent need of chicken legs to soothe his wounded heart.

Zhao Dahe was dumbfounded when he uncovered the pot. Not a single chicken leg was left. He knew that Song Xiu’er and Zhao Xiaohua had eaten them.

‘Why does my family hate me?’

Meng Yao also entered the kitchen. The chicken stew in the pot was still warm, so she scooped up a bowl and picked out a few pieces of tender meat. Without looking at Zhao Dahe, she carried the bowl to Zhao Xiaoshu’s room.

Zhao Xiaohua wiped away her tears while Zhao Xiaoshu remained expressionless.

“Have some chicken stew, Xiaoshu.” Meng Yao sat at the edge of the bed while holding the bowl and supported Zhao Xiaoshu.

Zhao Xiaoshu’s body tensed up since he was resistant to Meng Yao’s touch. He pursed his lips, and his face became stern.

Meng Yao feigned ignorance and muttered, “The stew’s temperature is just right. It’s not too hot or too cold. Here, let me feed you.”

“I only gave you two pieces of chicken. It’s not that I don’t want you to eat, but you’ve been starving for too long. You can’t overeat, so you will have to build your appetite gradually.”

“I will make you come congee with chicken when you get hungry again later. I can also make you some noodles since you like them. We also have stewed meat,” Meng Yao said.

Meng Yao’s words did not move Zhao Xiaoshu but Zhao Xiaohua.

Zhao Xiaohua cried just a moment ago, but her eyes shined as she stared at Meng Yao. She kept gulping, indicating she was looking forward to the food Meng Yao said she would make.

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“You said you’re a big girl, right, Xiaohua?” Meng Yao said gently. “Also, you’ve already eaten a chicken leg. It’s going to be night soon, and you’ve overeaten. You won’t be able to digest more food, and you will feel uncomfortable when you sleep.”

“T-Then how come Xiaoshu can eat now?” Zhao Xiaohua asked pitifully.

“It’s been a long time since Xiaoshu ate,” Meng Yao said. “I’ll make more delicious food for you if you can wait.”

Zhao Xiaohua would starve if she didn’t eat for more than two hours, but she pitied her twin brother since he hadn’t eaten for a few days. As the older sister, she couldn’t be greedy.

Zhao Xiaohua went to her room disappointedly, but when she returned to her twin brother’s side, she was holding a paper bag. “Here you go, Xiaoshu. Have some of my favorite cloud cake.”