In the years of famine, the knife in my mother's hand is not bad either

Wang Miaomiao held Lin Ze's hand, and walked towards the carriage where her mother was, as if following Lin Ze's footsteps.

Completely lost my sense of direction.

There was no way, her eyes couldn't see clearly at all.

I can only trust Lin Ze. What's more, compared to myself, Lin Ze and his mother should want to see my mother Shen Qian more.

She didn't think Lin Ze could discover anything in such a short time.

When Lin Ze stopped, Wang Miaomiao also stopped.

Ahead, she could vaguely make out the outline of a carriage.

"Mother, has my third brother's health improved?" Wang Miaomiao asked softly in the direction of the carriage.

In the carriage, Shen Qian's voice came out:

"Since we are no longer related, why do you call me mother?"

"As for Wang Wu's condition, you can go and see for yourself."

"The fever has subsided. I think I'll be able to walk again soon."

Wang Miaomiao felt like she was falling into an icy cave when she heard her mother's stiff, cold words that were filled with a strong sense of distance.

Did I really disappoint my mother so much?

But I was just pursuing love at the beginning.

Is it my fault?

Also...even though I was wrong in seizing power during that period, wasn't my mother the one who ultimately benefited?

Those money and keys were obviously directed and acted by my mother herself. Even if others don’t know about it, my mother must be aware of it, right?

Thinking of this, her resentment towards Shen Qian deepened again.

"Today Miaomiao is marrying Lin Ze, the third son of the Lin family. He has come specially to pay his respects to mother." Wang Miaomiao did not respond to Shen Qian's words. She bowed deeply and said.

"It's a blessing to get what you want." Shen Qian praised in a flat tone, which made people feel that it lacked sincerity.

Lin Ze stood aside, thinking to himself: This stalemate is not a solution, we need to make them reconcile...

Thinking of this, Lin Ze said:

"Mother-in-law, my son-in-law and Miaomiao have always had a deep bond, but it has been a little delayed over the years."

"It's my son-in-law's fault. I hope my mother-in-law will forgive Miaomiao's willful mistakes."

The words are profound and sincere.

But Shen Qian did not intend to follow Lin Ze's wishes and reconcile with Wang Miaomiao.

What a joke! Who would pick up the burden again just because of someone else's words after getting rid of it?

Anyway, Shen Qian won’t:

"Well, I only have one daughter, Xiaoqi."

"Besides, my little Qi is less than ten years old this year and is indeed a bit willful and ignorant."

"But I didn't hear Xiao Qi tell me who you had a deep bond with? May I ask...whose son-in-law are you?"

Such a blunt refusal made the respectful Lin Ze freeze in place.

I cursed in my heart: Isn’t Wang Shen too heartless?

Wang Miaomiao is her own daughter, a lump of flesh that fell from her body.

How could she do this...

"Take care, mother. Miaomiao and her husband are leaving." Wang Miaomiao said, bowing and leaving.

Feeling Wang Miaomiao pulling at the corner of his clothes, he turned around.

Lin Ze couldn't stay there either.

Follow up quickly.

However, after turning around, Wang Miaomiao, who had been holding Lin Ze's sleeve forcefully before, suddenly let go of her hand that was holding Lin Ze's sleeve and took the initiative to put her hands on Lin Ze's arms.

Walking back relying on Lin Ze.

Lin Ze just thought it was an outburst of Wang Miaomiao's dependence on him over the years.

When we returned to the bicycle frame, Mrs. Lin and her second daughter-in-law were already leaning back and resting with their eyes closed.

Lin Ze and Wang Miaomiao also found a place and lay down quietly.

Perhaps because Wang Miaomiao was weak, she fell asleep quickly.

I do not know how long it has been.

Lin Ze, who was sleeping soundly, felt someone patting him and opened his eyes in confusion.

When his eyes focused, he saw his mother standing in front of him, with a finger gently placed in front of her mouth, making a gesture of silence.

Lin Ze understood, pulled his arm out of Wang Miaomiao's arms and stood up.

Follow mother to the side.

Then he heard his mother whispered to him:

"What's Shen Qian's attitude?"

Facing his mother's question, Lin Ze shook his head helplessly:

“It won’t ease.”

"That Wang Shen is simply hopeless. She actually asked me when I fell deeply in love with their little Xiao Qi."

"Looking at her like this, she is determined not to acknowledge Wang Miaomiao as her daughter." After hearing Lin Ze's explanation, Mrs. Lin sighed:

"But it doesn't matter. When we run out of food, we can just take Wang Miaomiao and find Shen Qian to cause trouble. I don't believe she would be so shameless as to completely abandon Wang Miaomiao."

After hearing what his mother said, Lin Ze sighed.

He had met Shen Qian face to face and did not have high expectations for what his mother said.

As the sun set in the west, Wang Miaomiao opened her eyes from leaning against the cart and looked around.

My nose was very keen to smell the scent of corn porridge.

When Mrs. Lin saw Wang Miaomiao wake up, she immediately said:

"Miaomiao is awake."

"Come and eat porridge. Now we have rice and water. We can have a good bowl of rice porridge to replenish our body."

As she spoke, she was about to serve Wang Miaomiao a bowl of rice porridge.

But Wang Miaomiao repeatedly waved her hands and refused:

"no need."

"Mother-in-law, I paid for my meal at the village uncle's place. It would be a waste if I don't eat there."

"You can eat the corn at home."

After the words fell, Wang Miaomiao shouted to Lin Ze:

"Husband, can you take me there?"

When Lin Ze heard Wang Miaomiao calling him, he quickly got up from the ground.

"Of course." Lin Ze responded, then walked to Wang Miaomiao. Wang Miaomiao naturally put her arm around Lin Ze.

Old Lady Lin looked at the backs of Wang Miaomiao and Lin Ze leaving, cursing in her heart:

Where do you get the money?

I think you used the hundred taels of silver I gave you before to pay for your meal, right?

It’s just right to not eat at home, and it saves some food for the family.

Thinking of this, Old Mrs. Lin put the bowl of corn porridge in front of her mouth and drank it gently.

The second daughter-in-law also came over with a bowl.

This is especially true for the two little grandsons.

Maybe because she had just received food, Old Mrs. Lin was in a good mood, so she was much more generous when giving Yaomi porridge than before.

It’s all good stuff!

"Sanlang, go back and have dinner. I'm not feeling well. I may have to stay in Uncle Dakuo's ox cart for a while before I can continue my journey." When Wang Miaomiao arrived at the house of the village chief Wang Dakuo, she said to Lin Ze.

Farewell directly.

Seeing this, Lin Ze didn't say much.

He walked back on his own.

Every time he saw Wang Miaomiao's unrecognizable face, he had to deliberately block it out in his mind and imagine Wang Miaomiao's childish face from years ago.

Only then can I suppress the nausea and vomiting feeling in my heart.

"Come, Miaomiao, this is specially reserved for you." Wang Dakuo became suspicious when he saw Wang Miaomiao was sent back by Lin Ze. He hurriedly walked to Wang Miaomiao with a bowl of corn porridge with dried venison and handed the corn porridge to Wang Miaomiao.

This time.

He deliberately did not give the corn porridge to Wang Miaomiao.

Instead, it swayed slightly in front of her.

But Wang Miaomiao was completely unprepared, and just like before, she placed her hands in front of her chest.

Wang Dakuo saw Wang Miaomiao's hand hanging in the air helplessly.

"Ah..." Wang Miaomiao cried softly and subconsciously moved her hand down.

After touching the porcelain bowl, his restless mind finally calmed down.

Wang Dakuo saw all of this, and combined with his previous speculation, he asked Wang Miaomiao:

"Miaomiao, your eyes..."

"Is there something wrong?"