"Auntie, you are not in a good state of mind right now. You will be fine if you take a nap." Yao Yiyi's hand froze in mid-air for a long time, then she slowly placed it on Mrs. Huang's back and said softly.
Huang's father hated her deeply and did not want to recognize her as a living daughter. She did not want Mrs. Huang to get divorced because of her at such an old age. She already had a family of her own and could not be selfish. Her family, which had been missing for more than twenty years, lost its originally stable family because of her.
She was satisfied knowing that her biological mother did not throw her away intentionally. She really didn't want to force anything else.
Mrs. Huang's hand holding Yao Yiyi froze, and she slowly raised her head. She stared blankly at Yao Yiyi in front of her, her lips moved several times, and then she said hoarsely: "Xiao Yi, you still don't want to recognize your mother. ?"
Yao Yiyi looked at Mrs. Huang with a smile and said comfortingly: "Auntie, I know you were a little irritated yesterday, so it's normal for you to think of me as Yiyi. But I am Yao Yiyi, and my parents are still alive. Really?" Feel sorry."
Mrs. Huang looked at her eldest daughter who was so close, her heart was tumbling, and her tears came at a moment's notice.
"Xiao Yi, Mom has lost you for more than 20 years. If you don't want to recognize Mom, Mom will understand." Mrs. Huang cried.
Yao Yiyi was a little at a loss.
She clumsily wiped Mrs. Huang's tears and said, "Auntie, don't be like this. You are not in good health right now. Take a good rest first. If you have anything to say, wait until you recover."
Mrs. Huang grabbed her hand and said sincerely: "Xiao Yi, Mom has missed you for many years. She didn't dare to recognize you before because she was afraid that your dad would cause trouble for you. But now, Mom can't bear it anymore. No, mom almost didn’t see you yesterday, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to recognize mom now, as long as you are still with mom.”
Yao Yiyi withdrew her hand in embarrassment.
She said: "Auntie, please calm down."
Mrs. Huang took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down.
She looked for a comb to tidy up her hair, but there was none.
"Xiaoyi, do you have a comb?"
Although Yao Yiyi didn't understand what she wanted the comb for, she still took out a comb from her bag.
Mrs. Huang tied up her hair and went into the bathroom to wash her face briefly.
"Auntie, I heard from Yiyi that you and Mr. Huang are having a bit of a quarrel. Do you really plan to divorce?" Seeing that she had regained her composure, Yao Yiyi asked straight to the point.
Mrs. Huang's body stiffened for a moment, and a flash of fear flashed in her eyes. Yesterday's experience made her invisibly afraid of her husband.
She and Huang's father have been married for more than thirty years, but their relationship has almost dropped to freezing point in their old age.
Yao Yiyi walked over, held Mrs. Huang's hand, and said: "Auntie, you want a divorce. I have no objection. I don't have a special understanding of many things in the Huang family, so I have no right to comment. But you have been married for many years." Now, young couples come to keep you company, and it is not easy to find a wife who will accompany you until you grow old. You should think twice."
Mrs. Huang smiled bitterly, but there was a light of determination on her face.
"Xiao Yi, he and I can't get along. In the past, I couldn't make up my mind to divorce him because I still have love for him. But now, I think I can't be with him anymore. I can't even think of myself. I think it’s terrible that someone can prey on his daughter and wife.” Mrs. Huang said bitterly.
Yao Yiyi lowered her head and thought for a while, then said: "Auntie, I will support whatever decision you make, as long as you don't regret it."
Mrs. Huang lowered her head and smiled.
"Xiaoyi, can you call me mom?" Mrs. Huang hesitated for a long time and asked hopefully.
“…”
Yao Yiyi smiled awkwardly.
The so-called acknowledgment made her feel not only shocked but also embarrassed. It was not as exciting as what was depicted on TV.
"Auntie, please have a good rest. When you are well, Qingheng and I will take you back to Huang's house. Whether you want a divorce or reconciliation, I think you should have a good talk with Mr. Huang. After all, it is still your home, and I am the only one It's not good for outsiders to interfere in your family affairs." Yao Yiyi's heart fluctuated a few times before she said calmly.
Mrs. Huang just looked at her.
After a while, she smiled bitterly and said: "Xiaoyi, you still don't want to call me mom, do you?"
“…”
Yao Yiyi was silent.
"It doesn't matter. We have been separated for too many years. When you were growing up, I never fulfilled any of my responsibilities as a mother. If you suddenly say that you are my daughter, it is understandable that you cannot accept it either physically or mentally. , take your time, I can wait, really." Mrs. Huang grabbed her hand and said eagerly.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Yao Yiyi's face.
Mrs. Huang's enthusiasm and love for her made her feel pressure invisibly.
Mrs. Huang may have noticed the embarrassment on her face, so she restrained her urgency and said, "Xiaoyi, I'm a little hungry, can you prepare something to eat for me?"
"Okay, you take a rest first, and I'll prepare something to eat for you."
Yao Yiyi went out to prepare food for Mrs. Huang and chatted with her for a while. She was relieved when she saw that her mood finally calmed down and she lay on the bed and fell asleep.
Yao Yiyi covered her with a quilt and carefully opened the door and went out.
Ou Qingheng was standing not far away, and Yao Yiyi couldn't help but curve her lips, walked over, put her arms around his waist, and rubbed against his chest like a coquettish kitten.
Ou Qingheng raised his hand and stroked the back of her head, whispering: "What's wrong? Is she angry with you?"
Yao Yiyi shook her head gently.
"Qingheng, come with me into the room to talk for a while. I suddenly want to talk to you." Yao Yiyi said softly.
"good."
Ou Qingheng hugged her and entered the bedroom prepared for them.
Ou Qingheng prepared a glass of milk for Yao Yiyi and said, "Drink some."
Yao Yiyi held the cup and sighed lowly, saying: "She admitted that I am her daughter, but I am not as happy as I imagined."
"Don't want to recognize her?"
Yao Yiyi shook her head and said a little confused: "I don't know, when my parents failed to give me complete love, I was dreaming that one day a mother who really loved me would appear, but now that she has appeared, I don't." After losing the original excitement, it’s like as a person grows up, the things he longed for when he was a child are no longer so strong.”
Ou Qingheng sat next to her, stretched out his hand, and hugged her whole body directly onto his lap, saying: "Don't force yourself, if you really want to admit it, just admit it, if you don't want to, just pretend it doesn't exist, I will Always by your side to support you.”
Yao Yiyi leaned gently on his chest.
"Qingheng, it's so hot here, as if years of resentment have been poured out all at once. I'm thinking, it turns out that I also have a biological mother. Maybe there is a reason for the Yao family's indifference to me." Yao Yiyi said in a low voice: "I really want to cry, but I suddenly can't cry."
Ou Qingheng raised her chin and landed on her lips like a feather.
"As long as you have me by your side, just treat the others as the spice in your life." Ou Qingheng looked directly into her eyes and said domineeringly and forcefully.
Yao Yiyi couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the previous gloominess disappeared instantly as if by magic.
"Qingheng, when her mood stabilizes, I want to send her back to the Huang family. If there are any conflicts, I think it's better to make it clear in person. What do you think?" Yao Yiyi raised her head and told her plan. .
"As long as you feel good about it."
The two chatted for a long time, until screams came from the next room, one after another, breaking the warmth and charm between them.
"Aunt Huang." Yao Yiyi jumped off Ou Qingheng, hurriedly opened the door and ran out.
When she opened the door, she saw a girl in her twenties standing aside helplessly holding a plate, while Mrs. Huang was shouting uncontrollably.
Yao Yiyi rushed over with an anxious look on her face, stopped five steps away from Mrs. Huang, and called out carefully: "Auntie, I am Yiyi, calm down, I am here, no one can hurt you."
When Mrs. Huang heard Yao Yiyi's voice, her shrill scream slowly dropped. She looked up at Yao Yiyi and shouted uncertainly: "Xiaoyi?"
"Yes, aunt, it's me. Can you put down the knife in your hand first? I'm worried about you holding the knife. I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself." Yao Yiyi said carefully.
Mrs. Huang looked at the dagger in her hand and was startled. She let go of her hand in fright, and the dagger fell to the ground with a crashing sound.
"Xiao Yi, no, this is not me. I don't know why I had a dagger in my hand. Don't be scared by me. I'm not usually like this." Mrs. Huang explained incoherently.
Yao Yiyi's heart was full of mixed emotions. Mrs. Huang had to be considerate of her feelings after she had suffered so much injustice.
Perhaps only a mother can show such thoughtfulness to her children.
"Auntie, don't think too much. I know you didn't mean it. It's okay that you're fine. But you're not allowed to hold a knife in the future. If you hurt yourself, I'll be worried too."
"Xiaoyi, are you really worried about me too?"