Chapter 3 — Rebirth Does Not Accept Death

Can Nhi's chopsticks still didn't move. After a long while, he gently put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up to bow to me. The voice was somewhat choked: "Thank you, mother." Even though I have forged a heart of stone, at this moment, hearing his sobs, I can't help but feel emotional. Quickly reached out to help him up.

"Since you've called me mother, why do you still need to say thank you? If you insist on thanking me, if you pass the Poinsettia exam in the future, come back and show off to me."

The maids all burst into laughter, and Can Nhi's face also showed a smile. The person I found for Can Nhi is the same person I found for Giang Hoai Du in my previous life. Dai Confucianism is famous in Thanh Thanh, Luc Khiem - Mr. Luc old man. It's not that I'm lazy, I'm just a lazy person who likes to sneak around like Giang Hoai Du in his previous life, but Mr. Luc still trained him to be a double-digit doctor. I feel very secure when I hand Can Nhi into his hands. Mr. Luc arrived in the capital in mid-March. I woke up early in the morning, carefully prepared Can Nhi, to go out of the city to welcome him. The early spring weather was still chilly. When I was about to go out, I personally put on Can Nhi's small white cloak. He is now almost as tall as me, tilting his head slightly to look at me, his dark eyes smiling. Dinh Lan was packing her luggage when she suddenly looked outside the courtyard and asked in a low voice: "Why did Du brother come here?" The movement on my hand stopped and I looked outside. Giang Hoai Du was still wearing the old, thin double-breasted shirt, with a few more stains on the hem compared to a few days ago, standing in the cold wind, shivering uncontrollably. His eyes were depressed, staring at my hand tying the lace of Can Nhi's cloak. Dinh Lan was no longer as attentive as before when she called him in, just frowned and muttered:

“Didn't the palace just distribute new spring clothes a few days ago? Why is he still wearing this outfit? What if outsiders see it and think the lady is harsh with him? It's so hateful.”

The people in my hospital are also very gentle with other young masters and ladies because of my attitude. But since Giang Hoai Du said those words in the front hall, Dinh Lan took the lead and didn't pay any attention to him anymore. Now it seems that not only do they not care, but they are also very disgusted. I curled my lips and smiled: "He purposely wears it like that, it automatically has his own intentions." Dinh Lan chuckled:

"I heard that this Eighth Young Master has been haunted by evil spirits lately, sitting in the courtyard every day complaining that his clothes are not good, his shoes are not good, his food and drink are not good. He said that he

ta should have been the most noble son of the Marquis."

“Even argued with his wife several times, saying that Miss Xuan was useless and couldn't help him at all.”

Chi Lan, standing next to her, heard that and immediately exclaimed:

"This tiny human being is so pragmatic. With Miss Xuan's personality like that, why do you just let him scold you?"

Dinh Lan laughed coldly: "There's no such thing, I heard that he was slapped a few times. Du brother was slapped until he was stunned, and after a long time, he cried loudly. I thought it had been quiet for the past two days, why did he come running to us like this?" People in the yard were chatting, no one paid attention to him, no one opened the door for him, he had to wait outside the door. Wait It wasn't until we finished cleaning up and walked out that he came closer with tears in his eyes and called out in a weak voice:

“Mother…”

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What a pitiful look. Just like every time in his previous life he was lazy and playful and was punished by me. At that time, I considered him as my own father, and of course I felt extremely sad and sympathetic. But at this moment, I cannot generate half a point of compassion. I pretended not to see this person and walked straight past him. He took two more steps forward, wanting to hold on to the hem of my shirt:

"Mother, I'm so cold, I'm really cold... She doesn't care about me at all, I... I still want to be with you."

His hand hadn't even touched the hem of my shirt before Can Nhi pushed it away. He frowned at Giang Hoai Du's dirty hands:

"Mother is about to go out, don't you see? What if I dirty my mother's clothes?"

Giang Hoai Du saw Can Nhi standing in the middle, his innocent and pure face suddenly turned cold, his dark eyes revealed some of the darkness of an adult.

"Fifth brother, are you intentionally preventing me from talking to mother? Is mother only your mother?"

The child's throat suddenly became stiff. After all, he was still young, Giang Hoai Du was wearing such a large hat facing down, how could he bear it. Dinh Lan stood next to him and smiled sarcastically:

"Why is Brother Du's memory so poor when he's young? Didn't you say with your own mouth in front of everyone that day that you don't want your wife to be your mother, just out of filial piety towards your little lady Xuan?"

"So, now that you don't need your own blood anymore, are you rushing here to claim your mother?"

Giang Hoai Du was so sarcastic that his face turned red, his tone was both surprised and embarrassed, turning into anger:

"You... you're an ape, how dare you talk to me like that?"

In the past life, Dinh Lan wholeheartedly thought that he would be my support in the future. If they were kind to him, he would appreciate me even more in his heart, so he was extremely considerate of him. Don't say it's so sarcastic, I've never even said a harsh word to him. No wonder he was so surprised at this moment. He has long gotten used to the habit of the servants in the yard welcoming him with a smile and telling him whatever he wants.