Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 244

They dare to bring such a tiny baby out like that? Unbelievable. But according to them, this is a custom.

My mother wouldn't let me hug him or get close to him; she treated me like a thief.

I swayed back and forth, glancing at him, just staring straight at him, resentfully—ever since you were born, my mother hasn't loved me anymore:

You can't see me, you deserve it.

He can't speak properly, serves him right.

You shouldn't hold a beautiful woman's hand, serves you right.

Your dad never held you, did he? You deserve it.

...

He can't speak, serves him right.

Serves you right for not being able to eat good food.

...

I grumbled to myself, amusing myself in the process.

In the midst of the conversation, the little one suddenly pouted, opened his mouth, and burst into tears without warning: "Wah! -- Wah! -- Wah! --"

I almost fell, but Xiaocao caught me on the swing with quick reflexes. I barely managed to stay upright and looked at my nephew, who was having a concert, with a puzzled expression, wiping away invisible cold sweat—could this guy possibly know ventriloquism?

Mother rocked the basket: "Sweetie, don't cry when we test you."

Lu Susu stepped forward and patted his small body: "Test yourself to be good, test yourself to sleep."

Mother rocked the bamboo basket, laughing happily in the bright sunshine: "Look how cute he is, his crying is just like the Fourth Young Master when he was a child."

Lu Susu lowered her head shyly, her smile becoming even more gentle, her maternal glow overshadowing my still-developing little sprout: "The old lady said so too."

I looked at them with a resentful gaze—keep it up, you've never seen a Zimo this big.

"Fourth Madam, the little fellow is crying so loudly. When he grows up, he will surely become an official in the court, just like his father."

"Aunt Fifteen made fun of Su Su."

"No, Aunt Fifteen is telling the truth."

My gaze turned venomous—and my cries were loud! Mother should love me!

He chewed the sunflower seeds in his mouth vigorously, spat them on the ground, and glared at them. "I've never littered in my past life."

I plucked a tender branch from the top of my head and stuck it in my hair, looking at my mother expectantly—look at me, I've changed my hairstyle!

(Happy birthday, Suifeng! Let's all celebrate together on Xiaofeng's birthday today. Two chapters today: one main story and one bonus chapter. If there are more than one chapter, it's because Suifeng is blocking my door again.)

[The Beauty's Smile: Chapter Ninety-Nine]

"The young master's eyes resemble those of the fourth young master."

Lu Susu looked closely and said, "He looks more like my husband."

It's a lie; you can't tell anything from it.

"However, her eyebrows resemble those of the lady."

Lu Susu said worriedly, "Is it bad that my eyebrows look like mine? My eyebrows..."

"It's better to be like you, that's so endearing."

"Fifteenth Aunt..."

I couldn't stand it anymore; what were they doing, disgusting me like this? I stood up angrily.

Little Grass said, "Young Master looks like Aunt Fifteen."

I yelled, "I don't care!"

"Waaah! Waaah!" he cried.

My mother looked at me and scolded me, "What are you yelling for! You're asking for trouble!" Then she lowered her head and said gently, "Don't cry, Uncle is bad."

I don't want to be an uncle.

My mother smiled as she coaxed the little one, using the same gentle tone she used to coax me sixteen years ago. But now, I've been abandoned. My mother doesn't love me anymore. She hasn't hit me in half a month. She doesn't remember that she even has a daughter anymore. She doesn't remember that if she's going to coax someone, it's her grandson.

I clenched my fists, wishing I could kick that annoying little basket like a football.

"Eleven, are you angry?"

I ignored him.

Mother and Susu greeted him. I looked at Shen Qice, and Zimo followed my gaze. Lu Susu immediately became worried, and Mother gave me a warning look.

I rolled my eyes in displeasure.

"Eleven, who upset you?"

Your son.

"Fourth Young Master, are you done with your work?" Mother came over and exchanged pleasantries with Zimo.