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In the end, under the persuasion of his parents, he steeled his heart and sent her back to her hometown, yet he also honored and supported her throughout her life.
Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, he was back in the year of the provincial examination.
Chu Heng felt discontent; in his previous life, he had been driven mad by this wife, living out his life completely. Who would have thought, he was back again...
"Where is the fabric I bought?" Chu Heng, already suspicious, curved his lips into a sarcastic smile.
"It was... taken by grandma," Chu Ziluo cautiously looked at him and said.
Chu Heng's expression grew colder, yet he wasn't about to lose his temper with his own child.
"First, go change your shoes, and tell Lil' Jin to get up with your mother." As Chu Heng finished speaking, he turned into the kitchen. Soon, smoke was rising from the kitchen chimney. Chu Ziluo's eyes were full of astonishment. Father... Father actually went to cook!
Oh no!
Father would definitely think that mother was not doing the housework. She hadn't helped mother hide it. Once father left, mother would surely be angry, wouldn't let her have a full meal, make her work, only buy meat for her brother, and not for her...
Chu Ziluo looked down at the small pricks on her palm from the needle, marks from making clothes herself. The long-term work had made her young hands slightly rough, and seeing delectable food that she couldn't eat pained her heart with regret. If she had known, she would have called mother earlier.
Worried, Chu Ziluo had no choice but to turn and walk to the adjoining room, push open the door, and enter.
She saw Lil' Jin sleeping sprawled out, drooling in his sleep, looking utterly carefree.
"Brother, it's time to get up, father asked me to wake you." Chu Ziluo gently nudged Lil' Jin.
On the bed, Lil' Jin was in deep sleep, showing no reaction.
Chu Ziluo could only muster her courage and nudged again, "Brother, it's time to get up. If you don't, father will be angry."
After a few pushes, Lil' Jin, irritated by the poking, reluctantly turned over and sat up, glaring at her, "Chu Ziluo, what are you doing? Can't a person get a good sleep?"
Chu Ziluo's thin frame had no intimidation in front of the chubby Lil' Jin, especially as she kept trembling, lacking any courage.
"Father asked me to wake you..."
"Father? Father is up?" Lil' Jin got a fright, no longer daring to shout at his sister Chu Ziluo, and quickly began putting on his clothes, all flustered.
Seeing that he realized he should be scared, Chu Ziluo let out a sigh of relief and turned to leave the room.
Standing in the courtyard, she tightened her fist, gathered her courage, and walked towards the main house.
She pushed open the bedroom door.
Chu Ziluo saw the woman on the bed asleep, approached carefully, and lightly tugged on her quilt, "Mother, it's time to get up..."
"Mother, father asked me to call you up. Father has already gone into the kitchen..." Her voice grew quieter, her speech was trembling towards the end, obviously afraid.
Ye Muyu woke up when Chu Ziluo called the second time, she touched her forehead, feeling a slight fever, her head a bit dizzy, no wonder she slept so deeply.
Considering her current situation, Ye Muyu hesitated only for a moment before slowly sitting up.
In the room, it was just her and the frail, shabbily dressed girl in front of her. She knew this was the former owner's eldest daughter, named Ziluo, very sensible but always enslaved by the original owner, shouldering all the household chores at a young age.
The original owner, using poor health as an excuse, shirked work.
Moreover, since they had already separated from the family, and Chu Heng, the man of the house, had to study and was often away, no one managed her. Naturally, everything was as the original owner dictated at home.
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