Reborn Big Sister eats melon with her left hand and raises her baby with her right hand

After watching a play and buying a lot of things, Yunmeng took Mobao and left the street and continued shopping.

During this time, we also saw the Fourth Prince and Zhang Siguo leading their troops hurriedly leaving the city. The Fourth Prince's expression was so ugly that it was extremely ugly.

Zhang Siguo's expression was quite good, and you could tell he was in a really good mood.

Neither of them noticed Yun Meng on the side of the road. They whipped their horses and headed straight for the city gate, wishing they could appear in front of the 100,000-strong army in the border town in the next second.

Yunmeng didn't take the two of them to heart, and quickly found the alley where the stall owner was with Mobao.

At this time, some people had gathered in the alley. The stall owner was squatting on the ground in pain, holding his head in his hands, crying silently.

The stall owner never expected that when he happily returned home with silver and food, he would see his third brother and his wife rolling around together.

The scene made the stall owner's eyes hurt. He wanted to pin down the third brother and give him a good beating, but he didn't expect that as soon as he raised his fist, his mother pointed at his nose and scolded him.

She scolded the stall owner for being unfilial and not caring about her as her mother.

He scolded the stall owner for being heartless and attacking his own brother. He said that just because he made a little money, he could no longer tolerate his parents and brothers.

The stall owner who was scolded had no way to express his grievances, and no one would listen to him even if he tried to explain himself.

"Zhang Erniu, I'm warning you, if you dare to touch your third brother, I will fight you to the death." The stall owner's old mother jumped up and down and threatened loudly.

The stall owner was so scolded that his head dropped even lower. The neighbors who didn't know the truth asked old lady Zhang for information, but they didn't expect that the old lady was full of lies.

Not only did he not tell everyone the truth, he also poured a large basin of dirty water on the stall owner, who was shocked and looked in pain.

The stall owner couldn’t understand why his mother treated him like that. What did he do wrong?

Why do I never see him in my eyes?

Yun Meng listened for a while and slowly shook her head. This old lady Zhang was really too mean. People like her needed to be taught a lesson.

Yunmeng immediately used a mind-reading technique, and soon everyone could hear the old lady Zhang’s inner voice.

"Bah, you shameless idiot, you are just an ox and horse raised by an old woman like me, you think you are worthy of marrying and having children?

If Chunhua’s pregnancy could be concealed, would I let Chunhua marry him?

That Chunhua was originally my San'er's mistress, so what's wrong with them sleeping together? It's irrational to sleep with that idiot."

The stall owner listened to Old Lady Zhang's thoughts, looked up at her in shock, opened and closed his mouth, and wanted to ask if that idiot was referring to him?

The stall owner was not sure whether he was hallucinating, so he stared at the crowd with wide eyes.

Soon the stall owner came to a conclusion from the surprised expressions of the crowd that he was not hallucinating, but that what he heard was real.

It seems that other people heard it too?

Could it be that the child is really my third brother’s?

Just as the stall owner was thinking about how to ask, a nosy woman opened her mouth to advise:

"Sister Zhang, Zhang Erniu is your child after all, you carried him for ten months and gave birth to him. Even if you are partial to others, there should be a limit, right?"

"Bah, you have your business everywhere. You know what I am biased, but when have I ever been biased? Did you see it?

If it weren’t for me, Zhang Erniu would be alive today, if it weren’t for me, Zhang Erniu would be able to marry and have children? If it weren’t for me…”

Whenever Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth, she would spout a long string of sarcasm. Her language was so dense that no one could find a chance to interrupt her.

Just listening to what Old Lady Zhang said, she is still a good mother, a good mother who treats everyone equally.

But it was different when I heard what Mrs. Zhang was thinking.

"Bah, what's the point of a ten-month pregnancy? I can't give birth to such a stupid son. The son I gave birth to is much smarter than this idiot."

Huh? Everyone's expressions became even weirder. What's the matter? It sounds like they are not biological children.

Where did Zhang Erniu come from? Why did Mrs. Zhang keep Zhang Erniu? What was she trying to achieve?

Curiosity is human nature. There is no need for the stall owner to ask, as someone has already asked the question.

Of course, people wouldn't just ask directly, but instead said in a skeptical tone:

"I don't think Zhang Erniu looks like his other brothers. Could it be that you picked up Zhang Erniu from somewhere?"

"Bah, you are the one who was picked up, go pick up a son for me.

I tell you, don't even think about alienating the relationship between us as mother and son. I'm strict with Erniu because I love him so much that I have to blame him!"

Old Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she was jumping up and down. She hated it most when people said that Zhang Erniu was not like someone from their family.

Whoever said something would be scolded by Old Lady Zhang. She scolded him in the past and she still scolds him now. It’s not because she feels sorry for Zhang Erniu, but because she is afraid that Zhang Erniu will really have doubts.

So what Mrs. Zhang was thinking was: "Of course not, then it's not our Zhang family's offspring.

The children my old lady gave birth to back then were much prettier than this idiot.

If our family wasn't too poor and couldn't afford to raise a child, I wouldn't be willing to swap my own child with someone else's.

But that family is really rich. My son not only never suffered any hardship in that family, but was also carefully nurtured by that family."

When thinking of her biological son, Mrs. Zhang's eyes were filled with smiles. She was truly happy.

Although I cannot raise my biological son by my side to fulfill my filial duty, it is worth it to see him transform himself and become a scholar.

Think about it, his Zhang family has never had a scholar for five generations, but now his son is a scholar.

I heard that the family was planning to donate money to help him get an official position.

Oh, old lady Zhang was so happy that she almost clapped her thigh. She also had the chance to become an official's wife.

Everyone was stunned by the series of voices in their hearts, so the child was really replaced, and not only that, but he was also replaced with a good family.

The son of old lady Zhang became a scholar, while other people's sons became lowly street vendors.

Not only did he not make much money working in the sun and wind all day, but the money he did earn was all used to feed the several mouths in the Zhang family.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the stall owner with sympathy. It was miserable, so miserable!

The stall owner looked at Old Lady Zhang in shock. It took him a long time to find his voice. He rushed towards Old Lady Zhang angrily and asked loudly:

"I'm not your biological child, and you're not my mother, you black-hearted old woman, tell me who my biological parents are."

The stall owner can support his family by setting up a stall with his own ability, so he is not really stupid. He just longs for family affection too much, or has been PUA for too long.

When family affection was gone and the truth came out, the stall owner also showed his decisive side and pulled Mrs. Zhang to get the truth.

Old Mrs. Zhang would definitely not tell the truth. She didn't recognize a single word and even turned around and called the stall owner a good-for-nothing. She was just daydreaming.

Judging from the stall owner's appearance, only an unlucky old woman like him could have given birth to a child.

The harsher the curses you say, the louder your inner voice will be, and the truth will also come out along with your inner voice.