Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 348 Each has its own well-kept secrets (4)_1

Chapter 348: Chapter 348 Each has its own well-kept secrets (4)_1

She was almost certain that her eldest daughter recognized her, and she must have hated her in her heart. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have ignored her presence like that, treating her worse than a stranger. But she was at fault first, and what face did she have to seek their forgiveness and ask for their understanding of her difficulties back then?

The more Mrs. Du thought about it, the more bitter she felt in her heart. She had been married to her current husband for so many years without being able to have a son or a daughter. It must be God’s punishment for abandoning her husband and children in the past, depriving her of the right to be a mother again.

But who could understand her suffering? In Mo Family Village, she endured endless torment from Mo Hong’s family, not to mention that her scholar husband was hardly ever at home. Even if she poured out all the grievances in her heart, as soon as that shameless old hag cried, her husband, who was brought up by his uncle and aunt, would never believe her.

She had had enough of those days filled with poverty, loneliness, and oppression and finally ran away with the man who had been her childhood sweetheart, her now husband. What other choice did a frail woman have?

At this moment, Mo Yan’s heart was also restless. She never expected to confirm the identity of that woman under such circumstances. It was also fortunate that when the woman left, Xin Er and Zhenzhen were too young to remember, for it wouldn’t have been good for anyone if they had recognized her in such a situation.

She still held on to her original thought, regardless of what hardships Mrs. Du had, now that both families had started new lives, it was best for everyone to live in peace without disturbing each other. Therefore, she decided not to tell her younger siblings, who were still naive, or even her father a single word about it.

With a decision made in her heart, Mo Yan put the matter aside and focused on driving the carriage to her father’s place.

There were too many items in the carriage, and they were quite heavy, so Mo Yan and the others only took the lighter things into the house; items like charcoal and grain would have to wait for Mo Qingze to return and move them.

Mo Yan was preparing lunch in the kitchen while the two little ones stayed in the room.

Zhenzhen silently recited the essay from yesterday, feeling fluent enough to recite it to her father, glanced into the kitchen, and noticed that her elder sister wasn’t paying attention to them. She then whispered to her second sister, "Xin Er, the woman we met just now, don’t you think she looks very much like you?"

Xin Er was taken aback. She hadn’t made a careful comparison but found the woman to give her an odd feeling, so she quietly asked, "Really, looks a lot like me? But I don’t know her, and it seems sister doesn’t either. Otherwise, why would they argue on the street?"

Zhenzhen, with her bun-like face, pretended to be deep in thought and said, "I think our sister must know her. Haven’t you noticed that she has been guarding against that woman all along?"

Xin Er thought it over carefully and realized it was indeed the case. With some uncertainty, she said, "Sister must have been wronged by that woman in the past, fearing that she might harm us, and that’s why she was defensive against her."

"Is that so?" Zhenzhen scratched his head in frustration, feeling that the real reason might not be that, especially about that woman who looked so much like Xin Er, to the point where he felt a closeness to her.

The siblings discussed a few more things, first in hushed tones, but as they got into it, they forgot themselves and their voices carried clearly to Mo Yan’s ears.

Mo Yan felt a jolt in her heart and quickly wiped her hands and rushed out to scare the little ones, "You can’t tell Dad about this; otherwise, he might think coming to see him is a dangerous thing and he’ll stop letting us visit."

The two little ones promptly covered their mouths and nodded vigorously, assuring Mo Yan they wouldn’t mention it in front of their father.

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief and had them play some little games to avoid talking about the issue anymore. She was worried that if they continued, they might start to think that Mrs. Du was their mother and unravel the secret she wanted to keep hidden.