As a young master, his treatment is not as good as that of a beggar.
"Miss Sixth?"
Hua'er was frightened when she saw Dongfang Lian's behavior.
"Sixth Miss, you can't sympathize with the eldest young master... Have you forgotten that last time you gave the eldest young master a few steamed buns, and you were scolded by the eldest lady? The eldest lady also said that if you dare to help the eldest young master in the future,
She's going to hit you."
"Shut up!"
Dongfang Lian drank Hua'er.
Of course she knew that Hua'er said this for her own good.
Indeed, in her previous life, in order to take care of her "biological mother" Murong Yi, and because she did not know her "blood relationship" with Dongfang Ji, she only had some sympathy for Dongfang Ji.
, he was unhappy with his "mother"!
Now, it’s different!
She is reborn!
She knows the truth!
She Dongfang Lian is no longer the woman in her previous life who could only swallow her anger and do everything just to please Murong Yi, her "mother"!
"elder brother!"
Just hearing Dongfang Lian call out softly, she took Dongfang Ji's hand and walked towards the Buddhist hall.
"Miss, where are you going?"
Hua'er said worriedly.
The lady today is very unusual, and Hua'er has a vague premonition about it.
"Hua'er, you stay here and don't let anyone get close."
I had already reached the door of the Buddhist hall and heard the sound of wooden fish coming from inside. Dongfang Lian ordered Hua'er to guard the door.
Dongfang Lian held Dongfang Ji's hand and walked into the Buddhist hall.
In front of the Buddha, a woman is kneeling on a futon.
Suddenly she felt someone coming in, and she stopped the sound of wooden fish beating.
Dongfang Lian stood at the door and looked at Mrs. Ying's back.
Mrs. Ying has long hair, only at the end of her hair, a white hairband is loosely wrapped with three thousand black hair.
She was dressed plainly, without any jewelry on her body.
I remember that Mrs. Ying rarely walked around Zuo Xiangfu before. She had a small courtyard of her own called Yingju.
Next door to Yingju is the Buddhist temple.
Besides Yingju, the place where she spends most time is the Buddhist hall.
Mrs. Ying is very beautiful. Even if she is not dressed up, her dark hair is flowing softly. Her temperament makes me feel pity for her, and her beautiful facial features are amazing.
…
"Mom... Hee hee, we're here."
Dongfang Ji shouted a little stupidly.
His IQ is only a few years old, and sometimes some of his actions make people think he is a mentally retarded fool.
But this fool recognized his mother. Just like a child, he walked up to Mrs. Ying and knelt down stupidly:
"Mom, I can see you again."
"Ji'er..."
With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Ying cast her gaze on Dongfang Ji.
My heart aches.
"mother."
Dongfang Lian also knelt down and cried. She was heartbroken when she saw that her biological mother and brother were living like this in the house.
In the previous generation, even when her mother was suffering from depression, she could only watch with cold eyes. There was also little news about her brother after he got married, and she didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
…
"You...Sixth Miss?" Mrs. Ying turned around slowly and saw Dongfang Lian lying low, seemingly sobbing.
"Mom, I know everything. You are my biological mother."
Mrs. Ying was startled, "Miss Sixth..."
When Dongfang Lian heard Mrs. Ying's tone, she knew that she would not bear to recognize her.
But in this life, Dongfang Lian doesn't want to have such regrets.
"Miss Sixth?"
Mrs. Ying was a little surprised, how did Dongfang Lian know about it?