Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

Several aunts and grandmothers from the village stayed and helped Grandma Wang tidy up the yard, and then went back.

Qingke and others have not left yet, and Mai Miao is in a really bad mood at this moment.

Granny Wang half-supported, half-carried Mai Miao into the house. After coming out, she said to Qingke and the others, "Please comfort her. This child is pitiful."

As he spoke, tears began to fall.

"Grandma, go and do your work. We are here to take care of it."

Qingke, Xue Mingxiang and Meng Yuanjun went into the inner room.

Seeing this, the others also went back, but they could not stop sighing along the way.

"Why would Mai Miao's mother sell her child to a fool for twenty taels?"

For Meng Yuanjin, who grew up in a honeypot, this was the first time she had encountered such a thing.

"Sister Mai Miao lost her father when she was six. This Wang ran away with the family money, not caring about the lives of the grandmother and granddaughter. Because Sister Mai Miao helped with the family's pastry shop business, she came back to our house."

"At first, we were all afraid that she would be tricked by Wang again, and that Wang and Zhao Da had other intentions, so we asked Brother Meng to send people to protect her. But when everything calmed down, we let her go."

"I never thought that he would be plotted against and sell my own daughter to a fool."

Qingbai sneered.

"Logically speaking, why would Wang Shi need to do this? Zhao Da has a skill and can earn quite a bit. Although Sister Mai Miao feels awkward, she still visits her from time to time and takes good care of her."

The more Qingyu thought about it, the more she felt that it was inappropriate. Twenty taels of silver was a small amount of money for an ordinary family, but Wang had also hidden a lot of silver over the years.

"Send someone to the town to inquire about it."

"I'll arrange for someone to go."

Guo Xinming immediately took over the task and turned around to instruct his attendants.

Over there, several people sat with Mai Miao for a long time. Seeing that she was absent-minded, they were worried that she was depressed and unable to get over it.

Qingke said with concern: "If you feel sad, just cry."

"Yeah, you can't hold anything in. If you keep it in for a long time, it will become a heartache."

The three of them tried to persuade him one after another, but Mai Miao remained silent.

The three of them were at a loss for a moment and could only sit quietly with her.

I don't know how long it was before I heard Mai Miao's hoarse voice whisper, "I'm about fourteen now, and I can't remember much about my childhood."

"I only remember that when my father was alive, although our family lived in poverty, we were always warm and harmonious. Later, my father went into the mountains and lost his life. Since then, our family has never been the same."

"I remember my grandmother crying every day, and I also remember my mother crying every day. I don't know when, but my mother rarely cared about me, and sometimes she would quarrel with my grandmother. I was young and ignorant at that time, so I was scared and hid in my room and didn't dare to come out."

"Then one day, my mother suddenly disappeared. I cried and tried to find her, but my grandmother slapped me. Then she hugged me and cried. I don't remember much of what happened next. From then on, I became what people called a wild child."

"I grew up with my grandmother, living in poverty. My life was even harder than before. Occasionally, I'd hear gossip from others, but I ignored it. Later, when I heard from the villagers that she had remarried and was living a good life, I felt hatred and sadness."

"Occasionally, when I went to the market in town with the adults from the village, I would secretly go to see her, but she was living so well, I didn't have the courage to acknowledge her. I also didn't dare mention her in front of grandma, for fear of making her sad."

"But I really want to ask her why she doesn't want me anymore. I will be very good and obedient, I will eat very little, and I can earn my own money."

At this point, Mai Miao seemed unable to hold back any longer and burst into tears.

Meng Yuanjun handed over the handkerchief and just stroked her back.

After she had cried enough, she continued, "I hoped she would look back at me, but I also hated her for abandoning me. Later, she and that man came to my house to recognize her as my relatives. Although I hated her in my heart, I was also looking forward to it."

"Even if she came to see me because she saw I was doing well, I wouldn't be afraid. I was just afraid of hurting grandma, so I said such harsh words. Later, she came to the store in town every day to see me, bringing me food and clothes, and I gradually convinced myself that she still loved me."

"I kept my relationship with them secret, not daring to let Grandma know. Only today did I realize that I had been expecting too much."

"I don't know what I did wrong. Why did I have to deal with a mother like her? She sold me to a fool for a mere twenty taels. Fortunately, His Royal Highness Prince Fu and you are here today. Otherwise, who knows what would have happened?"

"Crack~"

A loud slap startled the three people.

"What are you doing? Why are you tormenting yourself like this?"

Xue Mingxiang quickly pulled her hand away to stop her from hurting herself.

Mai Miao slapped himself with great force, and half of his face soon became red and swollen.

"Why are you doing this to me? What did I do wrong? You gave birth to me but didn't raise me, you acknowledged me but now you want to sell me?"

Mai Miao became more and more unable to control herself and cried sadly.

She was only a fourteen-year-old child who had lost her parents at a young age and had a strong desire for family affection.

But her biological mother only used her from the beginning to the end without a trace of love for her. How could she accept such a truth?

Granny Wang didn't go far. She was listening to the noises inside from outside the door, and her heart ached.

Her granddaughter, whom she had cherished since she was a child, was hardworking, kind and capable. Why did that black-hearted bitch keep hurting the child?

It was another long wait. After she had cried enough, the three of them spoke one after another.

"My life is similar to yours, but I live a more comfortable life than you."

Xue Mingxiang sighed, "My father died in a battle abroad when I was young. My mother couldn't bear the shock and collapsed, and soon after followed. My grandparents took pity on my brother and me and brought us up with them."

"Although I lost my parents, my elders, brothers and sisters loved and respected me. As time went by, the shadows of my father and mother gradually faded away."

"Sometimes when I see my uncle and his family getting along with their brothers and sisters, I envy them."

Talking about the past, Xue Mingxiang was much calmer now.

"Mingxiang, you."

It was the first time Qingke heard Xue Mingxiang talk about his life experience, and he felt mixed emotions.

"Nothing. I'm used to it now. It's just that I feel lonely when I think about it occasionally. Seeing this situation again today brought back all these thoughts."

Then she smiled calmly, as if she really didn't care.

"Maimiao, this isn't your fault. Children can't choose their parents, and it's not our fault what happens to them. Just live well and have a clear conscience."

"Children have a natural emotional bond with their parents, and admiration for them is innate, so your expectations are not wrong. But besides this identity, there is another layer: we are all human beings!"

"Humans have seven emotions and six desires: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and lust. These are unavoidable. Your mother was a single woman, and she abandoned you to make her own life better. This was the evil in her nature at work. You don't need to feel overly hurt by this."

Mai Miao looked at her with red eyes.

Xue Mingxiang said softly, "Actually, we are very similar. We all have grandmothers who love us and relatives and friends who care about us. Since some emotions are destined to be separated from us, why not let them go?"

"As the Buddhists say, life is full of suffering, and the only way to escape it is by oneself. This is the tribulation we must endure on this journey."

"Life is short, like the passing of a single season. We must learn to be kind to ourselves and enjoy life while we can. There is no need to dwell on the sorrows of the past. If you can't get the love you want, letting it go is the ultimate liberation."

Meng Yuanjun's next words were even more free and easy.

"Alas, I've hit a dead end. My greed and desires have led me to this embarrassing situation."

After saying that, Mai Miao laughed at himself.

They talked for a while, and when they saw that Mai Miao was in a much better mood, they said goodbye and went back.