Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 57 The real daughter, she quit (3)

Wu Jinrou and Zhao Shi are a little unclear, so they are not sure how Haiyao will defend.

The next second, under the eyes of the two of them, Haiyao flicked the silk handkerchief in her hands exaggeratedly, her eyes were reddish, and big teardrops rolled down her cheeks as if she didn't want money: "Please, mother! Make the decision for me!"

The original owner was thin-skinned and suffered a lot since she was a child, and shed all the tears that should have been shed when she was a child. Even if the Wang family couple beat her half to death with a stick, she might not be able to cry, because she knew, It's useless even if you cry to death.

This kind of thinking has not changed even after returning to the Wu family, because he has never received anyone's love and care, and the original owner naturally does not understand the reason that crying children have candy.

But Haiyao is different, she has the acting skills of a movie queen in her previous life, so she can do crying scenes at her fingertips, and she can cry in different ways.

What pear blossoms with rain, heartbroken, happy crying, shocked crying, unbelievable crying, all kinds of emotions at various levels, everything that one expects to find.

It's been more than a month since we met again, and Zhao's previous impression of this biological daughter was that she was taciturn, as if she didn't have a distinctive personality, but her voice came out, which directly panicked Zhao.

"Good boy, why are you crying so hard? Just talk to your mother if you have anything to do." Mrs. Zhao said quickly, and stretched out her hand to pat Haiyao's back lightly.

Haiyao raised her head sobbing, with tears still hanging from her long eyelashes, she pulled up the corner of her skirt that was dirty from beating Sima Yang: "Just now when I entered the yard, the sweeping lady A basin of dirty water was poured on me, this is the style my mother chose for me! I usually look like a baby, but it turned out to be so dirty."

Mrs. Zhao took a closer look and found that there was indeed a circle of obvious brown water stains on the fabric, so she subconsciously believed her words.

Even when he was in Cao Shilang's house, he got some water on it, but it was clear water, and it should have dried up after such a long time, and it stands to reason that it would not leave any marks.

"It's fine if it's dirty, I just want that woman to make amends to me, so I read her a few words, who knows..." Haiyao became even more aggrieved as she spoke, and wiped her face with a handkerchief. The tears shed again from the corners of her eyes: "Who would have thought that not only did she not admit her mistake, but she also satirized me as a country girl, not worthy of such good clothes, and not worthy of my mother's troubles in raising me!"

"I couldn't get angry for a while, so I hit her. I didn't expect her to be relentless, so I punished her to kneel."

"However, what sister Jinrou said is also reasonable. My father and mother treat others generously. It is indeed wrong for me to be so ignorant."

Hearing the weeping female voice, Wu Jinrou's eyelids twitched violently, she glanced at Mrs. Zhao in a panic, and immediately clenched her back molars with hatred.Why does this wild girl look like a different person today, she speaks eloquently, but she doesn't know whether she was mentioned unintentionally or on purpose.

Whether intentionally or not, she quickly opened her mouth: "What did my sister say? This evil slave dares to deceive the master, of course she must be punished!"

He moved very quickly and picked himself out of it.

"There's no reason for that!" Mrs. Zhao was obviously furious, raised her hand and slapped the low table on one side vigorously, and then called out, "Qingqiu?!"

"The servant is here."

The maid who had been guarding the main house's door bent her knees and answered, Qingqiu was probably in her early twenties, although she looked plain, but there was shrewdness in her brows and eyes, she was the big maid in charge of Zhao's courtyard.

"Miss' Liuliyuan is really not very clean, go and slap that evil slave kneeling in the porch twenty times, and then hand it over to the housekeeper Wu Zhong to sell it." Zhao ordered to play, then turned her head to comfort him softly. Haiyao, who stopped crying, went.

Loud applause and the pitiful begging of Mrs. Sasao soon came from outside the door: "Madam! Madam! Missy, she lied... This old slave is wronged...!"

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
In response to her matter, Qingqiu's increasingly forceful palms and Zhao's indifferent expression of eyebrows and eyes.

Wu Jinrou opened her mouth uncertainly: "Mother...that woman seems to me to be very old, twenty slaps are fine, if she sells it..."

"It's also because I've been too lenient towards them on weekdays, and I've raised some people's hearts, and even forgot that I'm a slave! This time, it can be regarded as making everyone in the mansion open their eyes and take a good look at what attitude they should treat their master. !" Mrs. Zhao seemed determined.

Gradually, the woman's speech became slurred, but her voice was still loud: "Second Miss, help!"

Wu Jinrou groaned inwardly, and blessed Zhao Shi: "Mother, sister, how have you seen this before? Why don't you let Qingqiu drag her away, lest sister have nightmares at night."

After thinking for a while, Mrs. Zhao nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, the other party hastily turned around and opened the curtain to go out. It didn't take long for the woman to completely lose her voice, perhaps her mouth was gagged.

The small courtyard quickly recovered the cleanliness it should have. Haiyao's eyes flashed a hint of playfulness. At first she didn't feel anything, but now she realized that Wu Jinrou, a girl with the blood of the Wang family flowing in her body, was also very cute. Intriguing.

She naturally thought of the Third Young Master Sima who was dumped by herself in the backyard of the Minister's Mansion. Before that, she was a little strange. After the original owner arrived at Wu's house, it could be said that he didn't leave the door, and didn't go through the second door. How could he provoke that scum.

After hearing Sima Yang talking to himself in the guest room of the Minister's Mansion, the other party said he wanted Wu Xiuyuan to look good, Haiyao felt that the original owner Bao Buqi was cheated by this cheap father, and Sima County may have a grudge against Wu Xiuyuan.

But at the time of the incident, Lilac, the maid sent by Wu Jinrou, happened to disappear, and when she reappeared, she ran to the flower viewing banquet and cried and told everyone that the original owner was gone.

Coupled with Wu Jinrou's meaningful words and certain reactions just now...

Bowing her head and wiping the non-existent tears at the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, Haiyao lowered her eyes to hide some unknown emotions.

Mrs. Zhao sat in the Liuliyuan for a while, and lost her temper again after discovering that the tea on the table in the room was cold tea from the previous night. Then he took Haiyao back to his yard.

Dinner was served at Qingsong Courtyard of Zhao and Wu Xiuyuan.

Haiyao took a glance at the dishes on the table, and found that they were similar to what the original owner ate in his yard on weekdays, but what Liuliyuan got seemed to be leftovers, and the portions were too small.

For example, for a bowl of chicken soup, there may be delicious matsutake and chicken legs in other yards, but the original owner can only get some soup with a few pieces of chicken breasts floating in the woods.It's just that I don't know whether it was the servants in the kitchen who also praised the high and trampled on the low, or whether they were held back by the over-hearted servants in the Liuliyuan.

"Mom, eat more of your favorite West Lake stir fry."

Following Wu Jinrou's thoughtful exhortations from across the table, Haiyao also collected her thoughts, she still smiled a little cautiously on the surface, but her eating posture was no worse than those noble girls.

After all, in the previous world, not just anyone could be a movie queen. She couldn't remember how many movies she had filmed, and naturally she had mastered a lot of seemingly useful and useless skills.

Haiyao has also come into contact with movies and TV dramas with ancient backgrounds a lot, and she will arrange etiquette training in advance when she meets a director who is more serious. Even though she has never heard of the dynasty she is in, the basic things are quite different. Not bad, and no one could see what she was doing when she raised her posture.

Mrs. Zhao slowly chewed the West Lake stir fry that Wu Jinrou put on the plate for her. After observing Haiyao for a while, her eyes revealed a trace of satisfaction.

Speaking of it, this seemed to be the first meal that the mother and daughter sat together to eat since she, the real daughter of the Wu family, recognized her ancestor and returned to the clan.

Perhaps it was because the original owner felt uncomfortable. At first, Mrs. Zhao only ordered the nurse of the Liuliyuan to teach her the relevant rules. Except for the routine greetings in the morning and evening, the two of them seldom met each other during the rest of the time.

It's hard to imagine that people who really have a kinship relationship will be strangers to each other.

In fact, to put it bluntly, this matter is not difficult to understand.

If the original owner, Wu Haiyao, was lost since she was a child, then once she is found, perhaps Zhao's mother's love that has no place to rest for sixteen years will pour out, and she can't wait to hold her lost daughter in her arms all the time. barking non-stop.

But the fact is that Mrs. Zhao has another daughter, who is Wu Jinrou, whom she holds in her palm like a jewel and loves for so many years when she didn't know the truth.

It's fine if Wu Jinrou is not up to snuff, but she is beautiful and charming, with a lively and cheerful personality. She is considered to be outstanding among all the noble ladies in Beijing, and she has brought a lot of pride to the Zhao family.

For 16 years, even if the oolong mistakes of the past were revealed to the world, how can those feelings that have been together day and night be just accepted?

Moreover, Mrs. Zhao is now in her thirties, and the original owner has an older brother. These two children have already exhausted her motherly love, and the remaining ones will fall on the original owner's head. It can also be called pitifully small.

In fact, Haiyao doesn't mind Wu Jinrou staying in Wu's house, after all, she was also a baby back then, and it wasn't her choice to be hugged wrongly.

As for the character of the original owner, he would not take this kind of thing to heart.

It can be said that Haiyao didn't even bother to pay attention to it if the other party hadn't accidentally revealed a little bit of cheating earlier today.

"Sister, you can eat it too! Try this slobbery chicken, it's made by a newly hired chef from Chuanzhou." Wu Jinrou greeted warmly, and signaled with her eyes to the girl serving her some dishes. The posture is full.

"Thank you, sister Jinrou." Haiyao's expression remained unchanged after being provoked, and she picked up the serving chopsticks beside her, and gently placed the sweet and sour fish with one chopstick on the girl's plate: "Jinrou My sister should also eat more, your ancestral home is Luzhou, you must like this dish, right?"

Wang Tiangong's ancestral home is indeed Luzhou, she is just seeking truth from facts.

However, just a simple sentence successfully changed Wu Jinrou's face. She was stunned for a moment, and soon her eyes turned red, and then she ran away crying with her face covered. The lethality was not small.

Cursing her lips indistinctly, Haiyao adjusted her expression and then looked at Mrs. Zhao who was in the main seat.

(End of this chapter)