The genius villain's mother is going crazy in the kid's variety show by relying on food

Chapter 70 Her Long Nightmare

After leaving the noodle shop, Nanzhi took Nanyi to the bus station and got on a bus to the countryside.

It was very early and there were not many people in the car at first.

But after a series of stops, the car was almost full.

The aisle was filled with vegetable baskets and chicken cages. The closed carriage was filled with an indescribable smell and gurgling and clucking sounds everywhere.

Nanzhi deliberately opened the car window a little.

The cool breeze of early spring blew in, diluting the odor.

When she looked at Nan Yi's expression again...

But he found that Nan Yi didn't care about the taste at all. He just opened his eyes wide with great interest and looked into the black eyes of the little hen not far away!
This childlike scene amused the people around, who thought they were indeed children.

The next second, Nan Yi looked up:

"Mom, this little hen is so fat. It must be delicious to make chicken soup with it."

Nanzhi caught a glimpse of the dull expression on the other person's face and tried hard to hold back her laughter:

"Well, I'll make you some chicken soup later."

Nan Yi was totally unaware and smacked his lips.

Soon, the terminal arrived.

Finally, we are about to arrive at the destination of this trip to Nanzhi Nanyi——

Nanzhi walked slowly along the country road.

Nan Yi was jumping up and down in front, chasing the butterfly out of curiosity.

The breeze is warm and the spring scenery is bright.

It is a beautiful scene in the world.

But Nanzhi remembered that winter many years ago...

She was about 3 years old that year.

A high fever caused her to lose all her memories before the age of 3.

Since she woke up, her name has been Zhaodi, her father is Zhao Cheng, and her mother is Wang Xiaoyue.

She knew that her parents didn't like her and always thought she was weak, prone to illness, and a waste of money.

She was frightened and uneasy, and quickly grew into a child who could read people's expressions.

She would take the initiative to do housework, and in order to save money, she would use cold water to wash dishes. As a result, her little hands were covered with frostbite, turning blue, black and purple.

She would try to please her parents by serving them hot tea and massaging their shoulders and legs when they came home from get off work.

But this still doesn't stop her parents from disliking and hating her.

then.

On a snowy winter night, her mother led her to a large iron gate and told her to stand there quietly and not leave. If someone came out later, she should tell them that she didn't remember anything and insisted on staying.

She looked at her mother quietly, but she was extremely frightened inside.

She knew that her mother was softer-hearted than her father, so she acted like a spoiled child and wanted her mother to take her away.

But the mother still hardened her heart, let go of her hand and left.

Later she found out that behind the big iron gate was an orphanage where homeless children lived.

She doesn't understand.

What does it mean that she has no home?
She obviously has a father, a mother, and a home!
The week she spent in the welfare home was a long, lingering nightmare.

She thought this nightmare would continue forever.

Until that day, someone came to pick her up.

It’s not the parents, but the grandpa whom I have never met.

My grandfather didn't look kind, but rather fierce, with deep and solemn brows. He often had a stern face and a fierce aura. One look from him could scare ten children to tears.

But he would tell her bedtime stories;
I would rack my brains to pick out a beautiful dress for her;
In order to coax her into taking medicine, I would go to great lengths to make a dessert that doesn’t contain any ingredients;

……

Perhaps seeing that she still had feelings for her parents, her grandfather cruelly told her the truth.

It turns out that her parents are not her biological parents, she is just a child they picked up from the snow.

My grandfather said, don’t force something that doesn’t exist.

Grandpa said it didn’t matter, from now on they were a family, would live together, and would never be separated.

Grandpa also gave her a new name, Nanzhi, following his surname.

The southern branch refers to the plum blossom.

It blooms in the frost and is not afraid of the severe cold.

This was also her grandfather's good wish for her. She woke up from her nightmare.

……

At the end of the road, there is a small grave mound, which is almost submerged by the overgrown weeds.

The tombstone was covered with dust, and the words on it were blurred.

Tomb of Nanping Mountain.

Nanzhi's eyebrows and eyes are gentle:

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Nan Yi slowed down his pace, stood beside her obediently, and greeted her:
"Grandpa, I'm here."

Nanzhi's heart felt warmed, and the original sadness was greatly alleviated.

Indeed, we should be happy today.

She stands here.

Nan Yi is also standing here.

"Grandpa, this is my son. His name is Nan Yi. He is a sensible, well-behaved and smart child."

Nan Yi felt a little embarrassed by the praise.

He thought about it and said seriously:

"Grandpa, you can call me Yiyi. This is my mother. She is very gentle, beautiful, and cooks delicious food. I like her very much! So don't worry, I will take good care of her!"

When Nanzhi heard the first half of the sentence, she was still laughing, thinking that her own son Yiyi was so childish and cute.

But as she listened, her smile disappeared.

My eyes felt sore and my throat felt like it was blocked.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by.

Two leaves swirled down from the tree above their heads, and with a snap, they landed right on Nanzhi and Nanyi's heads respectively.

It was like a serious yet gentle big hand was stroking their heads.

Coincidence?
After experiencing time travel, rebirth, and the various things of the strategy, Nanzhi no longer feels that anything is impossible.

Nan Yi had never felt the care and concern from a grandparent, so he felt both surprised and excited.

He looked up and asked:

"Is it my great grandfather? Does my great grandfather like me very much?"

Nanzhi smiled:

"Well, great grandfather saw you in heaven, he must like you very much."

Nan Yi couldn't help but jump on tiptoe and clenched her hands into fists:

"I knew it! I'm going to put this leaf away!"

Nanzhi thought this was a good idea:

"Okay, how about we make it into a bookmark?"

Nan Yi didn't know what a bookmark was, but that didn't stop him from being happy.

"Uh-huh!"

Nan Yi carefully put the bookmark into her small bag as if it were a treasure.

Nanzhi looked at him and smiled.

The mother and son were so focused that they didn't notice someone approaching on the path behind them...

"Nanzhi! You're awesome! You actually dared to come back!"

A sharp and piercing shout suddenly sounded from behind!

Nanzhi had a bad premonition, and her body reacted faster than her brain. Almost reflexively, she hugged Nanyi and hid to the side!
This also caused Zhao Cheng, who was rushing over shouting, to fall flat on his face!

"Ouch ouch! My teeth!"

Zhao Cheng cried out in pain on the spot and couldn't even get up.

Wang Xiaoyue rushed over nervously:
"Old Zhao! Are you okay?"

She helped Zhao Cheng up while complaining and blaming Nanzhi.
"You just watched your dad fall? You didn't even help him up? Is there any daughter like you?"

The volume was not loud, but it was very miserable.

It seemed that the most miserable, pitiful and most sympathetic person in the world was only her, Wang Xiaoyue.

...Here comes this familiar smell of moral blackmail.

(End of this chapter)