Chapter 220: 213: Whose Mother
My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s
âSang Zhilan, are you Sang Zhilan?â
She almost couldnât recognize her, how could she change so⦠old?
Sang Zhilan suddenly turned around, her eyes almost looked like they were filled with poison.
At that moment, Tang Yuxin came out of the house, and Xu Miaomiao hurriedly blocked Sisi behind her. A crazy woman had come into their house. Would she hit someone later?
Chen Lidong, on the contrary, maintained a stern face, following Tang Yuxin with a broom in his hand.
âWhat are you doing at my house?â
Tang Yuxin asked calmly. The words from her mouth were somewhat cold, and even the look in her eyes was devoid of any warmth.
âTang Yuxin, I am your mother. Call your father out. I want to know how your father educated you.â
Tang Yuxin hummed lightly, and then she turned to Zhang Xiangcao, âAunt, Sisi is looking for you at home.â
âOh, okay, I understand.â
Zhang Xiangcao knew what Tang Yuxin meant she immediately went into the house and shut the door.
âAunt, who is that crazy woman?â
Xu Miaomiao cautiously asked Zhang Xiangcao, would this fierce person hit someone?
âShe is⦠well â¦â Zhang Xiangcao didnât know how to explain the situation, âYou guys stop asking, itâs none of your business, remember not to gossip about it.â
Xu Miaomiao and Chen Lidong quickly nodded. Although they were still in the house, their ears were tuned into the voices outside. As soon as there was any disturbance outside, they would rush out to help, so as not to let Tang Yuxin suffer any loss.
Meanwhile, outdoors, when Sang Zhilan heard Tang Yuxin call Zhang Xiangcao her aunt, she felt a sense of relief. It turned out to be that Zhang Xiangcao. But soon, she felt uncomfortable again. She had met Zhang Xiangcao a few years ago, and Zhang Xiangcao was not like this at all. How had she become fashionable and beautiful now, while she, on the other hand, had aged a lot more.
She touched her face, but then quickly lowered her hand.
âDidnât you say you were going to tutor my Nini? Tang Yuxin, what do you mean? You even locked my Nini outside. Is this what your father taught you?â
âShouldnât strangers be locked outside?â Tang Yuxinâs voice was still cold and indifferent, âOr should I let her in to steal my stuff?â
âMy Niniâ¦â
âWhat does your Nini have to do with me?â Tang Yuxin cut off Sang Zhilanâs speech. The incessant usage of âmy Niniâ had begun to prick her ears.
âShe is your sister,â
Did you give birth to her? Tang Yuxin retorted with this question right away.
Sang Zhilanâs face fell, âIs this what your father taught you? Promising one thing and doing another?â
âWhen did I ever promise you?â Tang Yuxin was too lazy to explain anything to her, âDid I ever say I would tutor her? Iâm a student in the third grade, I have my own studies to take care of. Just because your Nini has to take high school exams, does that mean I donât have to?â
Sang Zhilan was taken aback by Tang Yuxinâs words. It seemed that Tang Yuxin had not agreed at that time. She had only said she heard it and knew it. But, Sang Zhilan had assumed that Tang Yuxin had agreed.
She had either underestimated Tang Yuxin or she had overestimated her own status in Tang Yuxinâs eyes.
âYou have to tutor my Nini.â
Sang Zhilan took a deep breath, âIf my Nini fails her high school exam, I will never forgive you.â
âOhâ¦â Tang Yuxin seemed to be seriously considering it, her eyebrows knitted together. She gave off a distinctly chilly vibe, especially when she exuded a cold aroma.
And when Sang Zhilan finally thought that Tang Yuxin had agreed, she was taken aback when Tang Yuxin spoke again.
âWell, you can not forgive me then.â
âYou have never supported me anyway.â
Right then, Sang Zhilan felt as if her head had hollowed out and her vision was about to darken.
At this moment, a glow fell on her face, revealing signs of skin decay, almost like the setting sun that was about to fade away. She had aged. Although there wasnât any white hair on her head, many fine lines had begun to appear around her eyes. Under the warm golden glow, they became instantly visible.
Meanwhile, Tang Yuxin was standing at the door. Her fair complexion shone under the natural warmth of the light, making her seem even more translucent. She was a young girl in the verge of growing up with a thin frame that lacked feminine curves. However, she was beginning to mature. As the years would pass by, she would grow up, and Sang Zhilan would grow old as well.
All of a sudden, Sang Zhilan raised her hands. Her facial expression became more and more ferocious as she realized she was getting old. The fact that she could not accept her old age became more apparent.
âYou can leave,â Tang Yuxin turned around and said to Sang Zhilan, âAunt Aimei is home.â
Upon hearing the name Huang Aimei, Sang Zhilanâs face turned pale. She remembered the fierce look of Huang Aimei years ago. It seemed that the pain on her face then still lingered. That time, Huang Aimeiâs scratch had left a scar on her face which she had carried with her for a long time, and possibly would for the rest of her life.
She hurriedly rushed out, afraid of running into the plague that was Huang Aimei. However, when she looked back, she saw Tang Yuxin standing at her doorstep. The glow on Tang Yuxinâs face made her look even stranger and more formidable, and her eyes were almost devoid of any warmth.
All of a sudden, Sang Zhilan felt her heart being weighed down.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Seemingly, her daughter had never called her âmotherâ before.
Seemingly, her daughter had never thought about acknowledging her as her mother.
She got on her bicycle. She had arrived with such high spirits, but now she left like a thief. How could she forget that there were still so many people in Li Tang Village who knew her. She was bound to come across someone familiar; what if it was Huang Aimei? She really couldnât afford to lose face.
Tang Yuxin closed the door, blocking all the outside light behind her. Then she walked into the house. Sisi looked at her sister, then at her mother. Her little face showed a touch of seriousness. Then she ran to Tang Yuxin and reached out to hold her sisterâs hand.
What are you looking at me for? Tang Yuxin grabbed Sisiâs little hand, made her sit properly, and then brought her half-done exercises over to herself. There wasnât much time left, her final exams were half a semester away. Did she still have time to daydream?
After her speech, the other two quickly sat down. Even though they had so many questions in their hearts, they didnât ask. However, they had begun to understand a few things.
That woman must be Wei Jianiâs mother, and seemed to be Tang Yuxinâs mother as well. They all knew that Tang Yuxin only had her father at home and she had never mentioned anything about her mother, so they never asked about it. They had assumed that Tang Yuxinâs mother had passed away.
But now, they had met Tang Yuxinâs mother who was alive. However, she was also Wei Jianiâs mother.