However, she saw that Wu Ma was very neat and skillful in her work, unlike someone from a mountain village.
"Then have you always lived in that village?"
Mingyue paused and continued to ask. She began to imagine a quiet and beautiful mountain village at the foot of the Qingshan Mountain. It was surrounded by fragrant flowers and green grass. It should be a good place.
Anyone who looks at Wu’s mother will know that she is very kind and simple.
"Well, people like us are born to be poor, but luckily we meet many good people. I used to work as a servant in a wealthy family. That family treated me just like you, miss. You are so nice as a servant.
, It’s a pity that God doesn’t have eyesight, and good people don’t live long, alas…”
Wu Ma actually looked very sad as she spoke, and even wiped away tears at the end.
Mingyue looked a little puzzled. Although she didn't know what was going on, she was about to stop asking when she saw Wu Ma's sad look.
"Think about it, it's really unpredictable..."
Wu Ma didn't see the forbearance on Mingyue's face. She seemed to be talking to herself or reminiscing. She started to talk. Mingyue looked at her and thought for a moment without interrupting.
"I used to work as a servant in a well-known family here. When I first went there, it was my first time to work in a rich person's house. I was nervous and scared. I couldn't do anything well, and I often broke things...,"
Wu Ma's work did not stop, and the words in her mouth continued to tell the story. Mingyue suddenly felt that something important seemed to have happened to the wealthy family she was talking about. She suddenly became interested and turned to look at Wu Ma.
Listen quietly
"They didn't blame me. They even asked skilled servants to teach me how to do things. The young master and the young lady at home were also kind and sensible. When my old man fell ill and had no money, they took him to the best hospital in a car and gave him back the money.
We advance the money for medical treatment...but how can a family like that be harmed?"
As Wu Ma said this, a look of excitement suddenly appeared on her face, as if she resented God for being unfair.
Mingyue wanted to comfort her, but seeing that she seemed to be immersed in her story, she thought about it and didn't interrupt.
Someone was harmed? What happened?
Is there anyone else who has experienced the same thing as her?
"Then what happened? Everyone in their family..."
Seeing Wu Ma not saying anything for a long time, Ming Yue could no longer suppress her interest and curiosity, so she asked in a low voice.
Wu Ma wiped her tears and her mood seemed to be calmer.
"We only found out after the incident happened that the master, his wife, and his family had been killed. Alas... a good family was just gone. The worst thing was that the young lady was so young, and she happened to be the one who died.
On my birthday..."
Mingyue didn't hear much of what was said later.
A picture emerged in her mind, a beautiful and cute little girl, lying on the cold floor covered in blood, staring with a pair of big eyes that never closed. Beside her, two young adults lay horizontally.
There was also a little boy of similar grade, and everyone was stained red with blood...
All four members of the family died!
Mingyue couldn't think about it anymore. She quickly closed her eyes and opened them again. In front of her was Mother Wu with a sad look on her face.
Just imagine that she felt inexplicable regret and shock in her heart. Although she and Xiaotian lost their parents, they were still alive and well until now.
In the evening, I haven’t returned to the villa yet tomorrow