Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

Chapter 451 - 451: Does She Love Me?



“You people of Great Wei are really too cunning!” He said with a face full of anger after he finished speaking.

Jian Qingqing snorted coldly, “You’re alone outside, without anyone or anything to fall back to. You can’t blame anyone if you’re cheated. This has nothing to do with whether you’re from Great Wei or not.”

The young man then realized that he had spoken ill of the Great Wei people in front of them. He quickly smiled and said, “Yes, yes, yes. There are still many good people in Great Wei, just like you, Sister.”

Jian Qingqing did not fall for his trick. She frowned and asked, “So why did you come to Great Wei to find your father? For the past ten years, it was your mother who brought you up with great difficulty, and your father was nowhere to be seen. In the end, you ran away from home because of someone you’ve never seen before. Isn’t this too hurtful to your mother?”

The young man was stunned and did not speak for a long time. He muttered, “Will Mother really be sad…”

Jian Qingqing nodded and said, “Of course. Do you think it was easy for your mother to give birth to you? Do you know how difficult it is to be pregnant for ten months? You said that you’ve never seen your father, so your mother had no one to help her when she was pregnant. Also, a woman without a man will have a harder time living than ordinary people. There might be other rumors, and rumors are the most hurtful. She endured the pain because she loved you, but you hurt her because of your ignorance.”

Anneval did not say anything, but his tears kept falling.

“But my mother has been very strict with me since I was young,” he sobbed.

“She never hugged me. I thought she hated me.”

Jian Qingqing was stunned. There were indeed irresponsible mothers in this world, just like Ming Zhiyan’s mother. Some people were indeed not worthy of being mothers.

If her arbitrary advice really turned out to be a fire pit, and the young man jumped into it because of her words, it would be her fault.

Her expression softened and she said, “Then, use your heart to feel it. Did your mother hit or scold you? Would she ignore you when she’s angry? Or is she just being a little more strict with you?

Anneval thought for a long time before shaking his head slightly. “She never hit or scolded me. She’s very busy and I rarely see her, but every time I go to talk to her, she’ll answer me. She has high expectations of me. If I don’t finish my homework, she’ll make me finish it before I can go play.”

“Sister, do you think my mother loves me?

Jian Qingqing guessed that Anneval’s mother should be like those mothers in modern times who wanted their children to succeed in life. They were very strict with their children’s studies, but because they were too busy with work and rarely saw their children, many children would lack a sense of security and feel that they were not valued by their families.

It was difficult for her to judge whether this kind of mother was qualified or not. Everything was decided by the child.

“Do you think your mother loves you?” she asked.

This time, Anneval did not hesitate. He immediately nodded and said, “I think she loves me. Although I rarely see her, she’s always very anxious when I’m sick. She doesn’t even work and keeps me company. She never scolds me when I’m naughty, and she never punishes me when I get into trouble. I actually didn’t want to run away from home. I missed her that day, so I went to find her, but she was… I interrupted them when they were discussing business. My mother berated me and told me to go do my homework..”


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