Looking between the two of them, Iris Simpson's attention was drawn to Bun. Noticing the resemblance between the two, her face sank. She asked Jade Springfield accusingly, "And how are you related to this child?"
"Does that have something to do with you?" Jade Springfield responded nonchalantly to Iris Simpson. She didn't even bother to return her gaze. She took Bun directly to the house.
Iris Simpson was a little annoyed by Jade Springfield's insolence.
"How could you talk to me like that?" Before Iris Springfield could finish her sentence, Belony Springfield grabbed her.
"Mom! Are you forgetting why we're here?" Belony Springfield reminded her of Iris Simpson in a whisper.
Hearing Betony Springfield's reminder, Iris Simpson managed to suppress her anger.
This time, they had come to fulfill their promise of marriage to the Burton family. This marriage had been arranged by their patriarch, they couldn't afford to offend the Burton family. Someone had to marry into the Burton family no matter what: Betony Springfield or Iris Simpson's youngest daughter, Joey Springfield, had to get married.
Although the Burton family was a large family, the eldest son had been in a wheelchair for many years. Frankly speaking, marrying him would mean living as a widow for life. Whether it's Betony Springfield or Joey Springfield, no one wanted to marry such a person. Iris Simpson and her husband were also reluctant to marry off any of her daughters, so they began pinning their hopes on Jade Springfield.
Betony Springfield grabbed Iris Simpson's hand and walked into the house with Laurie Murray. The dining room table was littered with melons grown in her family's own field.
"Jade Springfield, we're here this time to take you home," Iris Simpson said in an authoritative tone that left no room for negotiation.
Raising her eyebrows, Jade Springfield said nonchalantly, "You gave birth to me, but that doesn't mean you command my obedience. When I was young, you left me here for a decade. Why should I listen to you just because you want me back home?" ?"
Iris Simpson looked at the rebellious Jade Springfield with a disgusted expression on her face, "You shouldn't blame me, you were a disappointing child. You couldn't walk at the age of four or five, and you couldn't even talk." Your father and I became the laughing stock of our social circle. We had no options during that time and we had to leave you on the field."
Couldn't walk at four or five years old? Not even talk? Bun stared at Jade Springfield and her eyes watered. He lowered his head, leaned on Jade Springfield's leg and wrapped her arms around her, her small hands clutching at her clothing.
"Are you sleepy?" Jade Springfield asked softly.
Bun didn't say a word, but his stomach began to growl. It turned out that he was hungry. Bun looked at his stomach with a slight blush at the base of his ears.
Jade Springfield beat an egg into a bowl and gave it a good stir. Luogo added some sesame oil and salt to the Laxon and blended it all together. After adding some light soy sauce, green onions and cilantro to it, and putting it with boiling water, a bowl of fragrant egg drop soup was ready to be served.
Jade Springfield put the soup in front of Bun and handed her an iron spoon that she had used earlier. "Drink slowly, it's very hot. Have something light before eating. Dinner will be ready soon,"
Other than his difficulty speaking, Bun was no different from normal children in other ways. His plump little mummy held the handle of the spoon as he scooped up the egg drop soup. No sound was made and his movements were slow and purposeful. His cool demeanor sets him apart from other ordinary kids.
Bun took a sip of the egg drop soup and his pupils suddenly lit up. He smiled and looked at Jade Springfield who was next to him. "It's good." Jade Springfield reached up and gently stroked Bun's head.
Laurie Murray couldn't help but ask, "Jade, whose child is this?"
"I found him by the side of the road. He couldn't find his family. In a few days I'll take him to Imperial City and help him find his family," Jade Springfield answered.