The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

She realized that the world was far more complicated than she had imagined, and the boundary between good and evil had become blurred in the innocence and ignorance of a child.

This scene undoubtedly left a profound lesson in her heart, forcing her to re-examine the multifaceted nature of human nature and the importance of education.

Su Yu stood quietly by and witnessed this unexpected scene with her own eyes. There was an imperceptible twitch in the corner of her eyes, which was an expression of complex emotions after being shocked.

Before this, her understanding of these children seemed too superficial and simple. She never expected that they had such perseverance and courage deep in their hearts.

A warm feeling surged into her heart, and she couldn't help but marvel inwardly: It is indeed my children, my little heroes, who defend their world with their innocence and fearlessness.

She was so proud and touched that she couldn't help but give them a silent thumbs up. Although it was just a small action, it was full of deep approval and support.

However, just as the children were becoming more and more lively around Jiang Youfu's "small court", Su Yu's stomach made a protesting sound at this inopportune moment, breaking her inner concentration and intoxication.

The sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silence, causing Su Yu to smile bitterly involuntarily.

Although she was eager to continue watching this "drama" starring the children, she suddenly thought that Xier's petite body might also be suffering from hunger.

Thus, the tenderness of motherhood finally overcame the desire for entertainment, and she gently took Xier's warm and delicate little hand and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Su Yu leaned over and whispered to Xier, her eyes full of love and determination: "Baby, remember what mom said. In the future, no matter when and where, as long as anyone bullies you, you must tell mom the first time, okay?"

Xier nodded heavily sensibly, with a gleam of trust in her big, clear eyes.

On the way home, the outline of home gradually became clear.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Su Yu saw Xie Xinghua's familiar back, which looked particularly gentle and strong in the afterglow of the setting sun.

She was bending over the old well, scrubbing clothes vigorously. Water splashed everywhere, reflecting arcs of her hard work.

Xie Xinghua's three daughters were like unbridled ponies, chasing and playing in the sun-filled yard, laughing and looking carefree.

This was the first time Su Yu had seen this scene.

On weekdays, these three little figures always follow Jiang Xunzhong's footsteps, running around in the fields. Even when they return, they mostly hide quietly in the house, and they rarely have such time to run freely and laugh.

Su Yu thought to himself that perhaps only when the strict old lady Zhao left home could these children release their innocence and joy so freely.

Stepping into the yard, Xier's steps suddenly stopped. She stared blankly at her sisters playing, her eyes filled with longing and a bit of unfamiliar timidity.

Su Yu sensitively caught Xier's hesitation, gently took the small hoe tightly held in her hand, and said in a soft and encouraging voice: "Go, dear, play with your sisters."

Xier raised her head and looked at her mother with her big obsidian eyes, which revealed a hint of hesitation and fear.

Su Yu's heart was immediately touched. She fully understood her daughter's contradictory feelings of wanting to participate but being afraid of being rejected.

In order to relieve Xier's concerns, Su Yu decided to intervene personally. She held Xier's hand and slowly walked towards the group of girls who were having fun. She asked gently: "Xier also wants to join your game. Do you welcome it?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the three girls reacted differently.

Daya and Erya were a little shy, their eyes wandering between their companions and their mother Xie Xinghua who was washing clothes, as if seeking permission; and Sanya, the little girl who had benefited from Su Yu's sweet mulberries, had a bright smile on her face, as if she had already regarded Su Yu as a close friend.

She rushed over regardless of everything, picked up Xier, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm and friendliness: "Of course you can, little Niu Niu, come, the sisters will take you on an adventure!"

This hug, like a warm bridge, instantly brought the sisters closer together.

Looking at Xier gradually blending into the sea of ​​laughter of her sisters under the guidance of San Ya, Su Yu felt so happy that he couldn't express it in words.

She thought of her lonely and helpless childhood, with no playmates and no such warm scenes, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.

Nodding gently to Xie Xinghua, conveying the unspoken understanding and support between each other, Su Yu then turned around and stepped into the world that belonged to him.

The air in the room seemed to freeze for a moment, and the moment Su Yu stepped over the threshold, a faint melancholy dissipated.

Her eyes fell on the piles of clothes and the diapers stained with traces of time, silently telling of a mother's endless hard work and sacrifice.

Su Yu couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in her heart. She wished Xie Xinghua could learn to stand up and fight for even a little breathing space for herself and the children.

In this family, blindly accepting everything that happens will only cause the children to repeat the fate of the previous generation and become the cheap labor force that Zhao and Fang Qin can never escape.

Su Yu knows very well that to change all this, it requires not only courage, but also expectations for the future and unremitting efforts.

Jiang Ziling keenly caught the subtle emotional fluctuations between her eyebrows, and with gentle concern in his eyes, he asked softly: "What's wrong? Why are you sighing softly? Are you troubled?"

Su Yu forced a smile and replied in a low voice: "Nothing, it's just that my stomach is protesting. I feel a little hungry."

Stepping towards the stove, Su Yu was surprised to see that Jiang Ziling had already steamed the rice until it was fragrant. The tender white rice grains seemed to be jumping in the mist.

"Your leg……"

Her tone was filled with worry, "Why bother with all this?"

Jiang Ziling turned around, a gentle smile on his face, a firm light in his eyes: "Don't worry about me, I know what's going on. Although my body is not in a good condition, if I just sit there doing nothing, I will be restless. Find something to do, so that I can feel that my life is fulfilling and meaningful."

After listening to this, Su Yu nodded gently, his eyes full of heartache and understanding: "Okay, but remember not to force yourself."

The rice was ready, so the preparations for dinner were greatly simplified. Su Yu only needed to cook a few side dishes.

Her gaze turned to Jiang Ziling, only to see him sitting at the table, concentrating on sewing insoles. The hands that once gripped the hilt of a sword and expressed their heroic spirit were now flexibly moving between the fine needle and the silk thread, like a delicate painting. Su Yu unconsciously sat down aside and stared at him infatuatedly.

She held her chin with both hands, her eyes reflecting Jiang Ziling's focused look. This quiet and warm scene, like the fusion of a cold sword and soft water, was so beautiful that it was moving.