The cannon fodder heiress embarks on the path of cultivation.

011 The Knot in Ink's Mother's Heart

"This matter really can't be blamed on you, darling, so stop overthinking it! Besides, our precious daughter didn't blame you at all."

How could Mo's father not understand what his wife was thinking? However, despite his repeated attempts to explain, she still couldn't let go of the matter, and it had become a knot in her heart. This left Mo's father feeling very helpless, and he silently protected his wife.

"In some ways, this is actually a good thing. If we only find out what kind of family they are after our child gets married, then our daughter will be really ruined and her happiness for life will be destroyed!"

Mr. Mo knew perfectly well what his wife was thinking about.

Unfortunately, he had tried to persuade them about this matter countless times, but to little avail.

After all, some knots in one's heart can only be untied by the person involved. If she herself cannot understand it, then no matter how much others try to persuade her, it will probably be of no use.

Even their eldest daughter tried to talk to her mother, and although her mother readily agreed and said she would no longer hold a grudge or blame herself excessively about the matter.

However, everything remained the same afterward, and she remained deeply immersed in self-reproach.

Faced with this situation, the eldest daughter felt truly helpless and had no idea how to comfort her mother's wounded heart.

In the end, having no other choice, the whole family tacitly chose to deliberately avoid this sensitive topic, as if the incident had never happened.

But now it seems that this method of avoidance has not had any real effect; on the contrary, it has made his wife even more withdrawn, leaving Mr. Mo feeling very helpless.

"Oh, you..."

Mr. Mo shook his head helplessly, sighed deeply, knowing that there was no point in continuing to argue about it, so he took the initiative to change the subject:

"Why don't you go to the kitchen and start making breakfast?"

Mother Mo looked up at the distant horizon, where the azure sky seemed to be inlaid with wisps of white clouds.

She secretly estimated the time in her mind. If it were according to usual practice, everyone should have already started their day's work by now.

However, today is different, because this is the first day that their daughter-in-law has married into their family!

Therefore, Mr. Mo took half a day off to express his deep respect for his new daughter-in-law.

After all, no one wants to see this girl, who has been hurt before, suffer any more injustice.

Just then, Mo's mother said softly, "Everything is ready."

She naturally understood her husband's intention in making such an arrangement, so she stopped worrying about it too much.

Immediately afterwards, her gaze turned to the door, where she saw her parents-in-law slowly walking into the house.

Mother Mo hurried forward, took the heavy items from their hands, and asked with concern, "Father, Mother, where did you go so early in the morning? Why did you bring back so many things?"

As she spoke, her gaze fell on the basket, which was filled with fresh eggs, lively fish, and large chunks of fresh meat.

Seeing this, Mo's mother couldn't help but have some guesses.

Hearing his daughter-in-law's question, Mr. Mo smiled and patiently explained, "We went to your second uncle's house and exchanged some things with him. After hearing about what our newlywed daughter-in-law had gone through, my wife and I felt really bad. So, the meat we prepared yesterday was all gone, and your mother and I were thinking we should hurry over to your second uncle's house to see if we could get some good food to help that girl get better."