Chapter 1307: Chapter 1305: Gradually Losing
A single line, "A useless mother," made Wufu pause while stirring the Birdâs Nest Porridge, looking at the thin-faced woman whose once good complexion had faded over the past year.
"Mother, youâre still sick, donât say such things. Letâs wait until you recover," Wufu said with a gentle smile.
Madam Zhou shook her head and said, "Itâs me, as your mother, who has been a burden to you."
Wufu lowered her eyelids and said softly, "Whatâs this talk of burden or no burden? You are my mother."
Madam Zhou opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Wufu had already brought the Birdâs Nest Porridge forward and said, "If you donât eat, my siblings will have to. Youâve lost so much weight, and theyâll suffer because of it! If you donât want me to get angry, just listen to me and get better first."
Madam Zhou lowered her head, touched her bulging belly, and ultimately did not dare act capriciously, obediently eating the porridge.
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With Bai Xiaobai around, Madam Zhouâs illness quickly showed improvement. But as the saying goes, "An illness comes like a mountain falling, but leaves like silk being drawn." To fully recover, careful nurturing is necessary.
Fortunately, with Bai Xiaobaiâs prescriptions and an ample supply of fine medicine, there was no worry about the bodyâs recovery.
Wufu stayed with Madam Zhou at the estate for a few days. By mid-to-late July, seeing that Madam Zhouâs complexion had improved and she could move freely, Wufu began thinking of returning to the city.
"Should I also go back?" Madam Zhou, who was being led by Wufu for a walk to exercise at the estate, stopped and looked at her when she heard this.
Wufu said, "I still have matters to attend to, so I canât stay at the estate all the time. I donât feel at ease leaving you alone here. Although there are people to serve you at the estate, itâs not meticulous enough. Itâs more convenient to take care of you in the city."
Madam Zhou lowered her head and said, "Will I be a bother to you?"
"Itâs no trouble." Wufu smiled and asked, "Or do you prefer staying at the estate? I can assign a few more people to take care of you. The scenery here is nice and suitable for your recuperation."
Madam Zhou pondered for a while before saying, "Iâll go back with you."
Wufu noticed a trace of determination on her face, and though her heart sank a little, she said nothing.
Madam Zhou bit her lip and mustered the courage to ask, "Wufu, your father..."
Wufu immediately looked over, and her dark eyes startled Madam Zhou, making her a bit afraid to meet her gaze, so she turned slightly aside, asking, "Did he come looking for you?"
"He did!" Wufu bent down, plucked a piece of foxtail grass, and said, "He wanted to know where you were."
Upon hearing this, Madam Zhou asked eagerly, "And you?"
"If I told him, do you think heâd come looking for you?" Wufu said, looking at her belly.
Hearing the coldness in her tone, Madam Zhouâs heart chilled, and after a long moment, she said, "Wufu, he is still your father."
"You know, I would rather he were dead!" A flash of disgust crossed Wufuâs eyes as she looked at him intently, "He disappeared for so many years, so why should he come back now to disrupt our peaceful lives? Itâd be better if he were dead! You wouldnât have so much trouble and could comfortably hold your title of Old Lady!"
"Wufu!" Madam Zhouâs heart ached unbearably, her eyes quickly filling with tears.
Wufu turned away, stepping forward and said, "I will respect your choice, but I also have my own life and opinions, so I hope you respect me too."
Madam Zhou stood there stunned, watching her walk away step by step into the backlight of the setting sun, becoming blurry and indistinguishable.
Feeling something slipping away, Madam Zhouâs heart ached sharply, as if an invisible hand was squeezing her heart tightly, making it hard to breathe.