Rebirth of a Village Girl

Because he has been seriously ill in bed all year round, Mo Hudie only has Yang Guobao as a good friend.

Moreover, no parent wants their child to play with a sick child.

What if I get sick and give it to my child?

In the past, Yang Guobao always visited her every three days.

But now, if she remembers correctly, Yang Guobao should not have come to see her for more than a month.

Could it be that Yang Guobao has...

Thinking of this, Mo Hudie's expression darkened.

Mrs. Mo continued: "Didn't grandma tell you that the national treasure was taken to the countryside by his mother and he hasn't come back yet..."

"Will the national treasure come back?" Mo Hudie then asked.

Mrs. Mo really had a hard time answering this question.

It has been more than a month since Yang Guobao was taken away by Wang Meifeng, and there is still no news at all. What is the situation now? Who can say for sure?

Mrs. Zheng beside her said, "Then the Yang family has no intention of bringing Wang Meifeng and her son back?"

If the daughter-in-law is at fault, it is the daughter-in-law's fault. After all, the grandson is her biological child. Should we just watch the grandson wandering around without asking anything?

Mrs. Mo said: "The national treasure grandma is also stubborn. She is still waiting for Wang Meifeng to admit her mistake. If Wang Meifeng doesn't bow her head and admit her mistake, the Yang family will not take the initiative to pick them back!"

After finishing her sentence, Mrs. Mo continued: "But this matter is really Wang Meifeng's fault. You said she is a college student, how could she be deceived by a teenage girl?"

Isn't this meant to be a joke?

Mrs. Zheng thought for a while, "Maybe, that little girl really has some skills?"

Old Mrs. Mo said: "Old sisters, we have all lived for such a long time, how many teenage miracle doctors have you seen? And he is still a girl?"

Don’t mention a few!

She had never seen even one.

Moreover, all the miracle doctors in China throughout the ages were men. When did a female doll appear?

Mrs. Zheng smiled and said, "That's right."

The two old sisters chatted for a while. Mo Hudie lay on the hospital bed and listened, and soon fell asleep.

Mrs. Zheng held Mo Hudie's hand with an indescribable look in her eyes.

After a long while, he muttered, "If I hadn't lost Tingting back then, maybe her child would be as old as Xiaodie now. It's all my fault and my incompetence..."

The tone is sad and depressing.

At this moment, a figure flashed past the door quickly.

The figure did not go far, but hid in the corner, listening to the conversation in the back room.

Hearing this, Mrs. Mo sighed and comforted: "Ah Qing, I don't blame you for what happened back then, so don't blame yourself too much! And don't you already have Lingling now? Lingling is sensible and filial, and she will give you more." I gave birth to an excellent granddaughter, who is no different from my own biological daughter.”

Mrs. Zheng said in a choked voice:

"But after all, Tingting is my daughter who was born in ten months of pregnancy. She was only three years old when she was lost. If she were still alive, she would be thirty-six years old this year. If it weren't for my incompetence as a mother, she could have done it. She lived a happy life, but now, I don’t even know whether she is alive or dead..."

Although Mrs. Zheng brought back an adopted daughter, and the adopted daughter also gave birth to children, she still couldn't help but miss her biological daughter.

After all, she was pregnant for ten months, how could she just forget about it?

"Don't worry, Ah Qing," Mrs. Mo reached out and patted Mrs. Zheng's hand, comforting: "Tingting is a blessed child. She must be living well now. Maybe it won't be long before you and your daughter will be together." We can get together again.”

Mrs. Zheng choked in a low voice.

For thirty-three years, she has never stopped looking for her daughter, but so far there has been no news.

In fact, Mrs. Zheng already had a plan in mind, but she just didn't want to accept the reality.

Mrs. Mo looked at the heartbroken Mrs. Zheng and didn't know how to comfort her...

Only those who have experienced it personally can understand the pain of losing a daughter.

At this moment, there were slight footsteps at the door.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Mrs. Zheng immediately wiped the tears on her face.

Mrs. Mo said: "Come in."

A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old walked in with a tray, "Grandma, Grandma Mo."

Mrs. Mo looked up with a smile, "Den Jing is here."

"Denjing." Seeing Zheng Wenjing, Mrs. Zheng had a smile on her face.

Although Zheng Wenjing was born to their adopted daughter Zheng Lingling, Mrs. Zheng and Mr. Zheng both loved their granddaughter very much and almost always responded to her requests. She even made an agreement with Mr. Zheng that if they could not find their biological daughter, they would give birth to their daughter after a hundred years. All the Zheng family's foundations were handed over to Zheng Wenjing.

Even if she finds her biological daughter in the future, she will give half of her inheritance to Zheng Wenjing.

Zheng Wenjing herself is also very ambitious. At the age of eighteen, she has already been admitted to a prestigious university and is now a student in the Department of Financial Management.

"Grandma Mo, I borrowed your kitchen to make some mung bean soup. This bowl is yours, and this bowl is my grandma's." Zheng Wenjing said as she served the mung bean soup to the two old people with both hands.

Mrs. Mo smiled and joked: "Xianjing, you can tell the difference so clearly. Could it be that your grandma's bowl tastes better than mine?"

Zheng Wenjing said with some embarrassment: "My grandma had a migraine, so when I was making her bowl of mung bean soup, I put a little Chinese medicine in it."

Hearing this, Mrs. Mo was a little surprised and said: "Xianjing, did you cook these two bowls of mung bean soup separately?"

"Yeah." Zheng Wenjing nodded.

"Denjing, you are so sensible." Old Mrs. Mo took Zheng Wenjing's hand and nodded, "Your grandma is really blessed in her previous life. Only in this life can she have such a filial and good granddaughter like you."

Although making two bowls of mung bean soup is a trivial matter, the care involved cannot be ignored. Moreover, they are cooked separately. It is very simple to cook one bowl, but it is a bit troublesome to cook them separately. I am afraid that even some biological granddaughters are not like this. of patience.

Filial piety?

Hearing this, Zheng Wenjing's lowered eyes were full of ridicule.

She is indeed quite filial.

But all her filial piety was fed to the dog.

She was so kind to Mrs. Zheng, but Mrs. Zheng was still thinking about her biological daughter who had been dead for hundreds of years.

Sure enough, what is your biological child is your biological child!

How could she, the granddaughter of an adopted girl, compare to her biological daughter?

Zheng Wenjing's heart flashed with deep sarcasm, but it didn't show on her face. She said modestly: "Grandma Mo, I'm not as good as you said. These are just things that a granddaughter should do."

Looking at such an outstanding and sensible granddaughter, Mrs. Zheng smiled and said, "The child Xianjing is just like her mother, she has been filial since she was a child."

Hearing this, Mrs. Mo nodded in agreement, "Yes, Lingling is also a good and filial child. We are just like her mother."

Zheng Wenjing said with some embarrassment: "Hey, grandma, please stop teasing me and drink mung bean soup quickly. Drinking a bowl of mung bean soup in summer can not only relieve heat and fever, but also detoxify."

Good afternoon everyone, I hope you can support me~