Chapter 809: What Kind of Person is That?
Mingzhu insisted on getting her child back. She ignored the fact that her body was still weak after the childbirth and knelt on the ground to knock her head hard against the ground like she couldn’t feel any pain. She kept pleading without stop, asking the old madame to give her child back to her.
She seemed to be in so much helpless pain that she was about to die from grievances.
Ning Shu felt a wet warmth. The child had wet her pants. The child then started wailing, but her cries were weak and short like little sobs. The sound of them made people’s hearts ache.
Ning Shu hastily worked with Li Nianlei to change the child’s diapers.
When Mingzhu saw her daughter cry, her tears overflowed even more and she kowtowed to the old madame as she said, “Old Madame, I’m begging you! Please have pity on me and don’t separate us mother and daughter. My child, she’s still so little! She can’t leave me!”
The old madame: …
Ning Shu: …
Li Nianlei: …
In any case, Ning Shu had no idea what Mingzhu was thinking. Based on the customs, she was this child’s legal mother, so she had the right to take the child once it was born. Mingzhu was nothing but a mistress so she had no right to raise this child.
Furthermore, this child was currently very weak. Everyone felt that Mingzhu wouldn’t be able to look after this child.
However, Mingzhu somehow got the notion that the rest of the family wanted to steal her child. There was seriously no way to understand how her mind worked.
The old madame leaned against her crutch and said coldly, “Roll back to wherever you rolled out from. Stop causing a ruckus here.”
Mingzhu’s eyes widened with disbelief, then she cried, “Old Madame, you’re also someone who’s had a son! How can you be so heartless as to separate a mother from her daughter?”
Ning Shu rubbed her forehead.
Why was An You still not showing up?
This was seriously unbearable. This sort of person completely lived inside their own world. No matter what other people said, it just didn’t get through to her.
An You rushed over. When he saw that Mingzhu’s entire body was trembling as she knelt on the ground, he hastily helped her up. Mingzhu sobbed as she said to An You, “An You, can you help me get our child back? That’s our child!”
An You rubbed his temple as he said in a tired tone, “Mother isn’t trying to steal our child. This child’s her granddaughter as well, there’s no way Mother would hurt her. The child’s very weak right now, so Mother’s helping to look after her. You should rest well and recover first.”
Mingzhu bit her pale lips hard as she looked at An You with silent blame in her eyes. It was clear that she was feeling hurt because An You wasn’t on her side.
An You carried Mingzhu out. The entire way, Mingzhu was still struggling against him.
The old madame sighed. “What kind of person is that?”
Ning Shu just silently smiled.
Mingzhu was naïve and guileless, ignorant about the ways of the world. However, when she couldn’t even tell the difference between the most basic rights and wrongs, there was bound to be a lot of conflicts.
Following that, Mingzhu would run over to find the old madame once every few days, insisting for the old madame to give her daughter back to her. She didn’t focus on recovering properly from childbirth and would kneel for every little thing, then knock her head hard against the ground.
The old madame was so angry that she got an almost constant headache. The good thing was that the child was able to drink milk on her own now. Originally the old madame was planning on giving the child back to Mingzhu once the child became a little healthier, but after witnessing Mingzhu’s behavior, she decided to look after the child herself. She was extremely worried that the child would grow up to be like Mingzhu.
The general’s residence couldn’t afford such humiliation. Although it was not a daughter of the main line, they still couldn’t allow her to damage the general’s residence’s reputation.
So now, the old madame was determined not to give the child to Mingzhu, which made Mingzhu cause even more of an uproar. She argued with An You almost every day, telling him to get the child back.