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Chapter 348: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

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  Chapter 348: Concealing Their Own Intentions (4)


Madam Du was almost certain that her eldest daughter had recognized her and harbored resentment, otherwise she wouldn't have treated her with such indifference, worse than a stranger. But she had been at fault first. What right did she have to seek their forgiveness and understanding for the difficulties she faced back then?


The more Madam Du thought about it, the more bitter she felt. She had married her current husband for many years without bearing any children, surely as Heaven's retribution for abandoning her husband and son, depriving her of the right to be a mother again.


But who would understand her pain? In Mo Family Village, she endured the torment of Hong Shi, and her scholarly husband was often away from home. Even if she poured out all her grievances, as soon as that shameless old woman shed a tear, her husband, raised by his uncle and aunt, wouldn't believe her at all.


She had had enough of poverty, loneliness, and oppression. She finally couldn't bear it and eloped with her childhood sweetheart, her current husband. As a weak woman, did she have any other choice?


At this moment, Mo Yan's heart was also not calm. She had never expected to confirm the identity of that woman under these circumstances. Fortunately, when that woman left, Xin'er and Zhen'er were still too young to remember anything. Otherwise, recognizing her now would cause trouble for everyone.


She still held onto her original idea—since both families had moved on to new lives, they should each go their own way without interference. Therefore, she didn't intend to tell her still naive younger siblings, or even her father, a single word about this incident.


With this thought in mind, Mo Yan let go of the matter and focused on driving the carriage to her father's residence.


There were too many things in the carriage, and they were quite heavy. Mo Yan only carried the lighter items into the house; the charcoal and food would have to wait until Mo Qingze returned to be moved.


Mo Yan prepared lunch in the kitchen while the two younger ones stayed in the room.


Zhen'er silently recited the article from yesterday, feeling confident enough to recite it fluently to his father. He glanced towards the kitchen and saw that Big Sister wasn't paying attention to them, so he nibbled his ear to Second Sister, "Second Sister, do you think that woman we just met looks a lot like you?"


Xin'er was taken aback. She hadn't compared closely but felt that the woman gave her a strange feeling. She whispered, "Really? Does she look that much like me? But I don't know her, and Big Sister doesn't seem to know her either, or else why would they argue on the street?"


Zhen'er frowned thoughtfully. "I think Big Sister must know her. Did you notice? Big Sister has been on guard against that woman!"


Xin'er carefully recalled the situation and indeed realized that was true. She said uncertainly, "Maybe Big Sister was wary of her because she had been hurt by that woman and was worried she might harm us."


"Is that so?" Zhen'er scratched his head gloomily. He always felt that the real reason was different, especially since that woman looked so much like Second Sister. It made him feel a sense of closeness to her.


The siblings discussed for a while, initially keeping their voices low but eventually forgetting to do so, allowing their clear voices to drift into Mo Yan's ears.


Mo Yan's heart skipped a beat. She quickly wiped her hands and rushed out to scare the two little ones, "This matter cannot be told to Father. Otherwise, Father will think it's very dangerous for us to come see him, and he won't let us come again in the future."


The two little ones hurriedly covered their mouths and nodded vigorously, promising Mo Yan not to mention it in front of Father.


Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, letting them play some small games and instructing them not to mention this matter again. She was really worried that if they kept talking about it, they would start thinking that Madam Du was their mother, exposing the secret she wanted to keep hidden.




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