Jiang Ning subconsciously wanted to pull up her sleeves to cover up the burns she sustained when she burned the rope. She didn't expect her mother to see them.
Madam Lin held Jiang Ning's hand to prevent her from moving it. After looking carefully, she saw that Jiang Ning's hand was covered with thick calluses and scars. These were not the hands of a young lady.
Madam Lin was extremely distressed. Her sweet baby had suffered in the countryside. The thick calluses on her palms must have been worn by working day and night. She burst into tears and said, "It's all this mother's fault. I couldn't save you."
Her mother's care and worry made Jiang Ning's nose sore. She shook her head, "Mother, I'm fine, everything has passed..."
Madam Lin's heart felt like it was being cut out by a knife, and she immediately ordered her wet nurse, "Quick, go and get the doctor!"
The doctor came into the house to diagnose and treat Jiang Ning and left a prescription and some medicine for external application.
"Mother, I'm fine, the pain is gone." Jiang Ning said.
Madam Lin put down the ointment and said, "Your wrist is injured. Don't touch water these days. If you need anything, just tell the servants. Mother has sent Aunt Gui and a few maids to you."
"I understand, Mother."
The mother and daughter have a harmonious relationship and the atmosphere is warm.
But when Jiang Mengyue heard such a heartwarming thing about the mother and daughter, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
She didn't know how she got back to her house. When she came back, she broke the teapot on the table. Still feeling it was not enough, she picked up the vase placed aside.
"Miss!" Binglan hurriedly called to her lady, "That's the vase that the Old Madam gave you, so you can't drop it!"
Jiang Mengyue felt aggrieved. Yes, she was not the real daughter. If she did something wrong at this juncture, there would be countless pairs of eyes staring at her, and cats and dogs would step on her.
She could only put the vase back.
That couldn't extinguish the anger in her heart, so she smashed other things randomly, and when she got tired, she lay on the table and shed tears of grievance.
Outside the door, Jiang Minglan got something good and rushed over to give it to Jiang Mengyue.
But as soon as he arrived outside the door, he heard grievances and sobs, as well as the comforting voice of the maid.
Jiang Minglan stopped and looked into the room. The ground was in a mess. She could only see Jiang Mengyue lying on the table, crying helplessly, her shoulders hunched up and down as if she had been wronged enough.
At this time Binglan came out to fetch water.
He frowned, called Binglan in a cold voice and asked, "What happened?"
When Binglan saw it was the third young master, she sighed and explained the matter.
"You mean Jiang Ning broke her sister's favorite bracelet?"
"Yes." Binglan nodded, "Miss Jiang Ning borrowed it for a look, but she didn't hold it and accidentally broke it."
Jiang Minglan's face darkened.
He knew how much the second sister liked that bracelet, and she would definitely feel bad if it broke.
Accidentally break it?
It was also the second sister who was kind-hearted and didn't pursue the matter, and would only hide in the room secretly and cry.
Jiang Minglan felt distressed. Looking at Jiang Mengyue lying on the table in the room and sobbing softly, she clenched his fists and said, "I'm going to teach that woman a lesson!"
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