Meng Shixuan was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child. Others grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth, but she grew up with a golden mountain in her mouth.
After she was born, as the first daughter of the Zhong family, she was held in the apex of her parents' hearts and loved to the heavens. After a year and a half, the family gave birth to a younger brother for her.
Originally in other families, siblings might still compete for favor, but in the Zhong family, Zhong Xiyou, a small group of pink and jade carvings, protected Meng Shixuan everywhere, treating the only sister as a treasure.
Meng Shixuan knew since she was a child that she was lucky. She was born in a family like the Zhong family, and her friends all envied her, including her best friend Yu Sixue.
Yu Sixue's family is also good, but compared to Zhong's family, it is still far behind. Every time at a banquet, the adults of the Yu family flattered Zhong's father and Zhong's mother, and the little Yu Sixue looked on, feeling a little embarrassed, obviously she and Meng Shixuan were friends, but her parents seemed to be inferior to Zhong's parents class.
In this way, Meng Shixuan has been living a life like a little princess. She thought that this kind of life would never end. After all, Zhong's father was in his prime. When she became an adult, they would inherit the property to her, and she would also inherit it. Zhong's company has transformed from a rich lady to a real strong woman, and everything is going smoothly in both career and love.
The family also made a marriage contract for her with Shi Zhitang. She likes Shi Zhitang and is looking forward to this marriage.
But she never expected that on the night of her twelfth birthday, she had a very confusing dream. She couldn't remember what happened in the dream, but when she woke up, her head was sweating profusely and her whole body was wet. Sticky.
What's not right is—
She opened her eyes and was startled suddenly, what's going on? Did someone secretly move her while she was sleeping? Why didn't she sleep on her big silk bed, and the room was not a south-facing sunshine room with large French windows, but a simple room with a palm size of seven or eight square meters, without any furniture, it looked like some kind of guest room Same
But the decor...
Meng Shixuan sat up in panic. The decoration style was clearly still at Zhong's house. She woke up suddenly, and quickly climbed out of bed, only to find that her clothes had also changed. She clearly remembered that she was still wearing silk tassel pajamas before going to bed, and it was her My favorite piece was bought by Mother Zhong for her birthday last year.
But now, he was only wearing an ordinary suspender cotton pajamas, and he looked like a nanny's daughter.
She was so frightened that she pulled on her slippers and ran outside.
Sure enough, she was still at Zhong's house, Meng Shixuan breathed a sigh of relief.
She found that she was sleeping on the first floor of the villa just now, where the servants usually sleep, what's going on? All this is simply unbelievable.
She was frightened and ran to the second floor in a hurry, wanting to throw herself into Mother Zhong's arms and let her comfort herself.
The cheap slippers made a "slap" and "slap" sound on the floor, which soon woke up the other people in the room downstairs. Mama Zhang came out yawning, looked irritably, and suddenly ran out of the room as if in a panic Meng Shixuan whispered to her, "Meng Shixuan, what are you doing? Did you run upstairs in the middle of the night to disturb your wife?"
—Meng Shixuan? ?
"What did you call me?" Meng Shixuan couldn't believe it, and glared at Zhang Ma angrily: "How dare you speak to the eldest lady like that?"
Meng Shixuan, who was still twelve years old, was not as good at hiding her emotions as she was later on. Coupled with the fact that she was spoiled and raised, her temper at this time was a bit arrogant.
Zhang Ma was inexplicable: "Miss, it's just you? Damn girl, what are you dreaming about, hurry down."
Meng Shixuan was stunned, and Zhang Ma twisted her arms and went downstairs.
Another woman came out of the living room downstairs. She looked a bit delicate and charming, and she was a bit similar to herself. She looked at Meng Shixuan whose arm was twisted by Zhang Ma, and hurriedly protected Meng Shixuan behind her, lowering her body. The voice said: "Mother Zhang, what are you doing? Xuanxuan must be sleepwalking, I'll take her back."
Mama Zhang waved her hand irritably: "Go back quickly, Madam let you stay here to raise the child for a while before you find a house, it is already a great kindness, you don't always argue in the middle of the night."
Meng Shixuan's mind was buzzing, and she didn't understand what was going on. She glanced at Zhang Ma, who usually flattered and flattered her, but was cold-faced towards her at this time, and then glanced at this girl who looked somewhat similar to her. , the woman named Meng Qian was stunned as if struck by lightning.
What kind of nightmare is this
Meng Qian was about to drag Meng Shixuan back to the room, but Meng Shixuan broke away from her suddenly and ran upstairs screaming in panic.
"Mom!" she yelled.
With such a commotion, it was hard for the Zhong family upstairs not to hear it.
Father Zhong was exhausted from work during the day, and was woken up at this time, feeling angry, he turned over, waved his hand, and motioned for Mother Zhong to deal with it. Mother Zhong also put on her pajamas with a cold face, opened the door and went out.
She was wearing a satin pajamas, standing tall at the door, looking at Meng Shixuan with those uninteresting eyes: "Why, why are you arguing in the middle of the night?"
"Mom." Meng Shixuan was so wronged that tears flowed down her cheeks. She was about to pounce on her when she was suddenly pushed away by Mother Zhong.
"What are you doing?" Mother Zhong was taken aback, staring at Meng Qian and Zhang Ma who had rushed over, and said with disgust: "What's wrong with your girl? Is she sick? She threw herself on me when she went upstairs, and quickly took her down." .”
Meng Qian didn't know what happened to her daughter tonight. She hurriedly dragged Meng Shixuan to go down. Both she and Meng Shixuan had foreign household registration. These days, she is busy with relationships and has no time to rent a house, so she asks her wife to let her daughter sleep in the guest room for a while.
The wife is also a kind person, with a kind heart, and she doesn't care about such trivial matters, so she agreed.
But who would have thought that tonight Xuanxuan seemed to be in a daze, not only did she not recognize herself, she even threw herself on her wife and called her mother, what kind of dignity is this? Must have been disgusted by the wife.
She dragged Meng Shixuan downstairs, and Meng Shixuan began to cry.
Suddenly, the upstairs room was opened, and a clear and vague girl's voice sounded.
"What's wrong with mom, it's very noisy and I can't sleep."
When Mother Zhong saw her precious daughter coming out barefoot, she felt distressed, and quickly squatted down to hug her up: "Yuyou, how many times have I told you not to go barefoot, why can't I remember."
"I can't sleep anymore." The girl lay on Mother Zhong's shoulder, mumbling sleepily.
Mother Zhong quickly carried the girl back to the room: "Mom will read you a bedtime story to lull you to sleep."
Meng Shixuan had tears on her eyelashes, and looked up in a daze, only to see the girl called "Yuyou" by Zhong's mother, with exquisite facial features, somewhat similar to Zhong's mother when she was young, wearing pink clean and soft pajamas, The long black hair is draped softly on the shoulders, as if walking out of a fairy tale.
Her mind went blank.
What's going on here, why did she wake up and become the nanny's daughter? !
And why, the apple of the eye of the Zhong family changed
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Meng Shixuan was in a state of astonishment, disbelief and fear, she couldn't figure out what was going on.
And after Meng Qian sent her back to the room, she didn't leave, but lifted the quilt, and lovingly got into bed with her, patted Meng Shixuan on the head, trying to comfort her and calm her down.
"Xuanxuan go to sleep, she has to get up and work tomorrow."
"What work?" Meng Shixuan froze for a moment, she remembered that she had to go to piano class tomorrow.
"Did you forget that tomorrow is the weekend? You help me treat the lawn in the yard. It's autumn and there are a lot of fallen leaves. My wife said—"
Before she finished speaking, Meng Shixuan's face became extremely ugly: "I don't want it, why do you ask me to clean it?"
Meng Qian froze for a moment, then smiled wryly: "Well, if you don't want to, then stay in the room and read a book tomorrow, but don't just run out, the young master of the Zhong family is a bit xenophobic, and doesn't like you very much..."
Meng Shixuan didn't listen to what she was talking about at all, but felt that the smell of all kinds of cooking on Meng Qian's body was extremely unpleasant. She couldn't help wrinkling her nose, her eyes flashed with disgust, and tried to push Meng Qian out of the bed.
"Don't want you to sleep with me."
Meng Qian touched Meng Shixuan's forehead wonderingly, and said, "Did you have a fever? Why do you look like a different person, kid?"
Meng Shixuan threw off Meng Qian's hand abruptly, with tears still on her face, she said in panic, "I'm not your daughter at all, I'm the daughter of Mrs. Zhong from the Zhong family, the daughter of the Zhong family, what's wrong with you? !"
Meng Qian sighed, feeling that her daughter was dreaming, and her mind was confused: "Are you daydreaming again?"
At this time, she also became a little irritable. She has worked so hard to pull Meng Shixuan to such an age, but she is always dreaming of a wealthy daughter. Is it so good to be the daughter of the Zhong family? Is it worthy of me
She pushed Meng Shixuan back on the bed, tucked her in the quilt, turned around and left: "I'll wake you up tomorrow morning."
After finishing speaking, Meng Shixuan was left alone in the room.
Meng Shixuan pulled the quilt up to her neck, looked at the shadow of the tree outside in fear, her mind was full of twine.
With tears in her eyes, she stared blankly at the ceiling. This was not her room. She couldn't sleep at all. The bed on her back was cold and hard, and her bones were scorched.
Why on earth did everything become like this? Where the hell is she? Why did Mother Zhong look at her so coldly? And why was his place replaced by another little girl
Could it be that the life she lived in the Zhong family like a daughter was just a dream
No no no, this must be a nightmare.
Meng Shixuan squeezed her face hard, and cried out in pain, all this is not a dream!
…
In such a mess, Meng Shixuan fell asleep after all, but she was still crying and twitching in her dream.
She really hoped that when she opened her eyes the next day, she realized that all of this was a dream, and that she could turn back into the daughter of the Zhong family.
But when she opened her eyes the next day, she found that she was still in this palm-sized room! Early in the morning before dawn, Meng Qian knocked on the door, urging her to get up and help in the kitchen!
Where did she do this kind of rough work before? She hated this woman Meng Qian to the core. She closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be sound asleep.
Meng Qian opened the door and came in, and found that Meng Shixuan was still sound asleep, there was nothing she could do about it, after all, the child was still growing, and as a mother, she was incapable of giving the child a good life, so she couldn't let the child sleep well.
She had no choice but to close the door softly again, and went to work in the kitchen by herself.
It wasn't until the morning that Meng Shixuan heard someone coming down from upstairs and the familiar aroma of bread and cheese coming from the dining room, that she opened her eyes, got dressed and went out.
The clothes in the closet were all her size, but they were very plain. After a while of disgust, she found a slightly less ugly dress to wear.
At the dining table, the family of four was very harmonious. Father Zhong was reading the newspaper as always, frowning. Mother Zhong was smiling, spreading butter for her daughter and pouring yogurt for her son, urging them to eat quickly. , grow up early.
The younger brother Zhong Xiyou was still a ten-year-old Xiaotuanzi at this time, with a lot of flesh on his face, and his chubby hands stretched out, wanting to bring bread to his sister.
Meng Shixuan was suffocated and almost cried.
She saw that the little girl sitting next to Zhong Xiyou took a piece of bread for Zhong Xiyou very naturally, that should be her seat!
But why, the scene in front of me is extremely harmonious and natural, as if it should be like this at all, this is the reality, but in those years when she was the eldest lady of the Zhong family, it was so awkward as if she imagined it herself.
Meng Shixuan still couldn't accept the reality. She rushed over and grabbed Zhong Xiyou's hand: "Xiyou, don't you remember me? I'm your sister."
Mother Zhong was shocked, she felt that the nanny's child was a lunatic, he had already made a fuss last night, and this morning he made another fuss.
She quickly stood up and rushed over, pulled Meng Shixuan away from Zhong Xiyou, and pushed Meng Shixuan: "What are you doing?"
Zhong Xiyou claimed to be a little boy who was fearless, but he was only ten years old now, and Meng Shixuan rushed over too abruptly. He was startled, and couldn't help crying in panic: "Get out, don't touch me!" I."
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
Father Zhong was already worried about the company's affairs, and when he heard his son arguing, and the nanny daughter who rushed out suddenly, he was also worried. He glanced at Meng Shixuan, and said coldly to Zhang's mother on the side: "Why is this child?" Still here? Haven’t you found Meng Qian’s house yet?”
Mama Zhang hurriedly pulled Meng Shixuan away and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, it was my mistake, I'll take her out right now."
After Zhong's mother comforted her son, she hurried to see Zhong Youyou again, touched Zhong Youyou's face, and was relieved to confirm that Zhong Youyou was not frightened.
Zhong Youyou sat calmly, mature like a little adult, his dark eyes were very calm.
She took a piece of Zhong Xiyou's favorite watermelon for Zhong Xiyou, stuffed it into Zhong Xiyou's mouth, and ordered: "Don't cry."
Zhong Xiyou looked at his sister in a daze, and took the watermelon with his plump hands, and then burst into tears.
"Sister is the best." He leaned over and gave Zhong Youyou a kiss.
Meng Shixuan, who was dragged towards the gate of the villa, stared at the scene in front of her, feeling dizzy, what's going on? Why is her everything—no, is that her everything? Or is she just dreaming
She was dizzy before her eyes and was forcibly dragged away by Mama Zhang.
And Meng Qian, who was still weeding outside the door, heard the movement in the living room, and ran over in a panic. Seeing that it was Meng Shixuan who caused the trouble again, no matter how much she loved her daughter, she became impatient and couldn't help but ruthlessly She slapped Meng Shixuan on the back.
"What's the matter with you kid? Why are you making trouble again? I have to take you to the hospital today."
Meng Shixuan's mind was buzzing right now, how could she care about what Meng Qian said
In this way, she was taken to the hospital by Meng Qian.
After checking, there is no fever or illness.
Meng Qian murmured in her heart, wondering what happened to her usually quiet daughter today? After such a commotion, the Zhong family was afraid that they would no longer let her live there with him, so he had to find a house quickly.
Suddenly, after listening to Meng Qian's introduction, the physician on the side hesitated for a while, and suggested to Meng Qian: "Your daughter may have a problem here."
He pointed to his brain and said, "I suggest you go to the psychiatrist."
Meng Qian was taken aback and said, "Doctor, don't scare me, how is it possible? She is so young, how could she have a brain problem?"
Meng Shixuan recovered from her dizziness, and upon hearing such a sentence, she angrily shook off Meng Qian's hand: "My mind is fine!"
She wiped her tears and rushed outside the hospital.
Meng Qian had no choice but to chase outside. When she caught up, she grabbed her and said, "I'm sorry, Xuanxuan, it's my mother who is too rude. She shouldn't have hit you. It's okay. We'll go and see the house today."
"Looking at the house?" Meng Shixuan was puzzled: "What are you doing looking at the house?"
"Move out of Zhong's villa as soon as possible, so as not to be dependent on others." Meng Qian smiled, with a bit of mother's love on her face, and wiped away Meng Shixuan's tears.
But Meng Shixuan shook her hand away, as if watching some plague: "I won't leave! Why, I just won't leave!"
She cried out, squatting on the ground, covering her face.
In the end why, everything will become like this