Meng Jia shouted impatiently: "How do I know where that place is? It's just under the cliff with a stalagmite. You won't let anyone check it? What do you think I'm doing here to find you?"
Fortunately, she was wrapped in an ordinary blue cloth quilt. When she saw that Mu Yunhan didn't immediately reach out to hug her, she became so bad-tempered that she cried hoarsely.
Everyone in Shoushan Town was furious when they saw that Meng Jia dared to yell at Mu Yunhan, but they knew from the look on his face that they couldn't afford to offend him, so they advised him: "Speak well if you have anything to say. The world is not good, so I'm afraid.
We can no longer support our family.”
Someone asked: "Are you a boy or a girl?"
Meng Jiali ignored the man, with a look of impatience and contempt, as if to say, would a noble person like him care about such a trivial matter?
When Aunt Zhang saw Xingxing crying so hard and how cute she looked, she couldn't bear it, so she took her over and said, "Let me see what's going on."
As soon as he opened the quilt and touched it, he shouted: "Oh, poor little girl, this quilt and clothes are already soaked through. She is hungry and uncomfortable."
Mu Yunhan's heart was bleeding and he looked at Meng Jia ferociously.
She handed Xingxing to him, and he treated Xingxing like this?
Meng Jia showed no expression. He sat down and ordered someone to bring him clean dishes and chopsticks, and ate his food and wine.
Aunt Zhang sighed and said, "I'm going to find someone to feed the little girl."
Mu Yunhan ate a piece of braised pork. He hated Meng Jia and worried about Xingxing. The anger in his heart was so intense that smoke could come out of his nostrils.
About time they found food, Xingxing's crying suddenly became quieter. Just as Mu Yunhan breathed a sigh of relief, he heard another cry, sharper than before.
She suddenly felt her heart and liver trembling, she had a splitting headache, and her hands were shaking.
"This little girl doesn't want to eat other people's milk. What should I do?" Aunt Zhang came back with Xingxing in her arms. She was really anxious: "Several people have refused to eat it."
At this moment, Mu Yunhan finally seized the opportunity to make a graceful appearance: "My family has sheep. Let me take them back. Xiao An, please send someone to inquire around to see if any family has lost a child."
She made up her mind not to hug Xingxing, and watched indifferently as Mrs. Gu took Xingxing away, who was howling non-stop.
This incident is just an episode. Girls are looked down upon, especially those in the countryside. Every year, in the mountains and forests, or by the streams, I encounter a few abandoned ones on the roadside.
Those who are lucky can still survive, but those who are unlucky are already out of breath when they encounter it.
Aunt Zhang and others sighed, and did not mention the matter after a few discussions. Instead, they talked happily about how the bride was doing and how the groom was doing.
Mu Yunhan forced himself to sit until the end of the banquet, and then found an opportunity to return home.
Fortunately, I had eaten and drank enough, took a bath, changed clothes, and fell asleep. But the little girl was so sad that she was still sobbing when she fell asleep.
Mu Yunhan stood by and held her little hand, wishing he could put his heart on it to relieve his guilt and worries.
Old Man Gu stood aside with his hands tied and explained: "Gu Changqing has seen it and the child is fine. She is just hungry and angry when you don't hug her."
Mu Yunhan frowned: "Where is the wet nurse? Why don't you feed the child? Why don't you change the diaper?"
Old Man Gu said: "General Meng said that the more embarrassed you are, the more true it is."
Mu Yunhan had nothing to say and asked again: "Where is the wet nurse? Where has she gone?"
Old Man Gu lowered his head: "You have to ask General Meng to find out. I was holding the baby in my arms at the time, and he asked the wet nurse to go with him on errands."