The host of the quick travel is lacking in virtue for eight generations

Chapter 514: The Redemption of the Poor School Bully 8

Lin Yue was frozen in place by her hug, not knowing how to react for a moment.

In fact, she saw the other person's appearance when the other person came out just now. To be honest, she had no impression of her biological mother at all. After all, she was only three years old when the other person left in her previous life, and the other person did not leave any photos.

But the other person's appearance, especially the eyebrows and eyes, was the same as what she had seen in the mirror countless times. When the two of them stood together, one could tell at a glance that they were mother and daughter.

It’s just that the other person’s facial features are more delicate, his skin is whiter and more delicate, and there is no trace of time on his face.

I have had rough, dark skin since I was a child. I don’t know if it’s because I never put on facial oil or if it’s just natural.

After all, my father's skin is not like this. Although his skin is not white, it is not rough either. It is relatively smooth. Of course, he has always had a beard, and not much of it is exposed.

She seemed to have thought a lot, but in fact only about 10 seconds had passed. The old lady Xiong outside saw the mother and daughter hugging each other, smiled, shook her head and went home. She had to go back quickly to cook. At this time, her grandson was about to finish school, and her son and daughter-in-law would also be back from get off work.

When Lin Yue came to her senses, she was already sitting at the dining table, and her father was putting dishes on the table. There were fish, meat, eggs and vegetables. It seemed that she had never eaten such a sumptuous meal in her memory.

Of course, you can tell at a glance that it was made by her father. Although the father and daughter live a frugal life, her father's cooking skills are pretty good, and he would cook some delicious dishes during the Chinese New Year and other festivals.

The woman who claimed to be her mother sat next to her, holding her hand, looking at her with tearful eyes, sniffing and blinking constantly.

Xiao Yun: ...Do you think I want to blink? The spiciness of the onion hasn't worn off yet, and it's not convenient to wash my face.

"Yueyue, Mom knows that you've suffered a lot here with your dad over the past two years. Mom didn't expect your dad to be so stubborn that he would rather pick up scrap than open a small shop.

When Mom left, he clearly had a lot of money, which was more than enough to run a shop. At worst, he could open a side room facing the street and rent it out. Really~"

Xiao Yun took the initiative to pass on the blame, of course, this was indeed the original owner's idea.

At this time, Lin Baozhu came over with rice and dishes and sat opposite them. After listening to Xiao Yun's words, he lowered his head in shame.

He had never been out of the village before. The first time he came out was when he followed his wife. His wife bought this yard for him and left. He had some money, but he had no idea what to do and no one taught him.

He also felt that his wife was right, that he was a stubborn person and too stupid.

Xiao Yun glanced at him and was very satisfied when he saw that he didn't refute. That's good. This man still has some good points. At least he doesn't sabotage others.

Lin Yue just listened to her quietly. She had many questions in her heart but didn't know where to start. She was only five and a half years old, and she couldn't just say that she was living a new life.

It’s not that I hate my mother. After all, my father is so qualified. I didn’t know that my mother was so beautiful before, so I thought that any normal woman would not want to suffer with my father.

Not only was her father physically disabled, he was also illiterate and had no special skills. In the families she saw around her, the men were the ones who earned money and supported the family, and they were all healthy.

Moreover, others always use her father's disability and rag-picking nature to attack her, which has formed a stereotype and a shadow in her mind, so she will subconsciously think in the direction of what others say, as if she is being PUA.

When she saw her mother now, even though she was wearing ordinary clothes, her appearance and temperament were not like those of an ordinary person. She looked like someone who was raised in a wealthy family. She was better than the mothers or sisters of her classmates in the private high school in her previous life.

There was also her mother holding her hand. She was a child and had never done any work, so her hands were naturally tender, but the other person's hands felt even more tender than hers. This showed that he was not a person who had done any work, and they formed a sharp contrast with her father's rough big hands.

She didn't know why her mother married her father and gave birth to her, but she felt that her mother's departure was understandable. Now she didn't understand why she came back.

He clearly didn't come back in the previous life, at least not at this time. She already has the memory at this time. If he had come back, she would not have forgotten it.

My grandparents come here once a year, but they go back after just a few days, saying they have to take care of the fields and chickens and ducks at home.

She remembered that every year when her grandparents came, they would have a quarrel with her father and leave after staying for a day. After that, they came less and less often. It was not until she was eleven years old that her grandparents passed away one after another and she and her father went back to the village for the first time.

That was her first and last time back.

I remember that I took the bus for more than an hour, was dropped off by the roadside, and then followed my cousin who came to deliver the letter up the mountain for more than two hours before we arrived at the small village.

The village gave her the impression of being closed off. There was no way to get outside, and it was almost impossible for people who didn't grow up in the village to find it.

Moreover, there were very few people in that village, only about a few dozen households, and even fewer women. Apart from the elderly, there were few young women.

But she didn't think too much about it. She followed her father to hurriedly handle the funeral of her grandparents, entrusted the house and land to her father's uncle, and then they returned.

When they came back, it was the same cousin who brought them back because Dad couldn't walk on the mountain road with all the stuff on his back.

"Oh, let's not talk about this for now, let's eat first. Yueyue, do you like fish or meat? Mommy will pick some for you.

You too, what are you doing with your head down? Counting ants on the ground. Eat quickly, or it will get cold soon.

Xiao Yun saw that her adopted daughter was staring at her in a daze. She felt a little scared by those big black and white eyes. She thought that she might be scolding her in her heart, so she smiled and urged them to eat.

Lin Baozhu quickly raised his head and looked at her. Seeing that she had a smile on her face and didn't look angry, he picked up the chopsticks.

He first picked up a piece of fish belly for his daughter, then added a handful of spicy chicken cubes to Xiao Yun's bowl, and then started eating himself.

Lin Yue had actually been hungry for a long time. The lunch in kindergarten was just boiled noodles and vegetables, which was much worse than what she had at home. What's more, there was a table full of dishes emitting tempting aromas. She put her thoughts aside and focused on eating first.