Chapter 92 She always felt that Song Zhaodi looked a lot like Xie Zhiyan.

If someone were to continue suffering like this, it wouldn't seem like a big deal. But then someone appeared who led her out of her misery and gave her the respect she deserved.

Shu Ying gently patted her back: "Don't be afraid. From now on, we're together. You can do whatever you want and realize your value with your own hands. No one will look down on you or bully you anymore."

Shu Ying's comfort was like a gentle spring breeze, melting away all the ice in the winter.

Song Zhaodi could no longer hold back her tears.

Her voice choked with sobs, and tears streamed down her face.

“I just never expected that the person who would truly meet my needs would be someone I have no blood relation with. On the contrary, my family has never treated me as a person, just because I am a useless woman in their eyes. Even my name is a reflection of their hope for a son. I have to do laundry, cook, and exchange dowries for my younger brother. I really can’t live like that anymore.”

She originally thought things would get better after getting married, but little did she know it would be an even bigger pit of fire. Her husband, with whom she had a marital relationship, was like a jackal or a tiger.

“Zhou Dawei is a heartless man. He gambles away every penny he has at home. He spends his days drinking and gambling. When he runs out of money, he beats people to vent his anger.”

Actually, these things had nothing to do with Shu Ying and Li Qingqing, but she poured out everything as if she had found someone to confide in.

After her emotions finally calmed down a bit, she looked at Shu Ying with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you bear the burden of my negative emotions."

Li Qingqing looked distressed, but pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's okay. It'll make you feel much better once you've said it. Once you've said it, you won't think about it anymore. Let's just live our lives peacefully and never look back."

Yueyue and Yangyang were happily munching on peaches around the coffee table when they looked up and saw Zhao Zhaodi crying. Their mouths and hands were covered in fruit pulp.

The two little ones wanted to wipe her tears, but their hands were dirty. Song Zhaodi realized their intention, smiled through her tears, took a handkerchief from the side, and squatted down to wipe their hands.

"The two little ones ate like little kittens. These peaches are so fuzzy, you have to wash your hands right away after wiping them, otherwise your whole body will be itchy and uncomfortable at night."

Yueyue followed behind Song Zhaodi like a little tail, while Shuying looked at her with a smile in her eyes.

The fact that the two children are close to Song Zhaodi proves that I haven't misjudged her.

Shu Yan tried her best to get close to them, but the two children just couldn't bring themselves to like her.

Yangyang's description of her was even more vivid: "Mom, Aunt Shuyan is like a monster from the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Every time she speaks, she is smiling, but her eyes are sinister and scary. How can there be such a person?"

Children have pure minds and are best able to see through these complicated things. However, they don't understand that the world is already very complex, and it's rare to find someone willing to protect their innocence.

However, when Shu Ying watched Song Zhaodi cry just now, her clear gaze seemed to resemble Xie Zhiyan's even more.

She scratched her head in disbelief: "That's really strange."

How come she always manages to think that Song Zhaodi looks a lot like Xie Zhiyan at certain moments?

Shu Ying looked up at the sky: "Could it really be fate?"

Immediately, Xie Wanying's face appeared in her mind again.

"Shuying, don't think that just because you married my brother, our whole family will treat you like an ancestor. I will always be the only daughter in our family, and you can't possibly shake my position."

When they first got married, Shu Ying felt something was off about Xie Wanying's inexplicable words.

Why would anyone treat their younger siblings as a potential enemy?

Thinking of her sticky words, Shu Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes. That person was like a piece of lard, just thinking about it made her feel disgusted.

Li Qingqing looked at her with some curiosity: "Yingying, why are you moving your eyes so much? Is there something in your eyes? Do you need me to take a look?"

Shu Ying waved her hand: "No need, nothing's wrong, I just thought of some random people."

As she spoke, she caught up with Song Zhaodi.

"Sister Song, if I have time tomorrow, I'll buy more meat. Everyone needs to take good care of their health now. Qingqing hasn't finished her postpartum period yet, so we can't be careless about nutrition. You're so thin too. The three of us combined wouldn't be enough to keep up with a gust of wind. What are your signature dishes? I'll buy the ingredients accordingly."

Song Zhaodi glanced at Shu Ying with some suspicion, then chuckled and waved her hand, "I'll go instead. You haven't cooked much, so you probably won't be good at choosing vegetables. If the food you buy isn't fresh, adults can manage, but I'm afraid the children will get sick."

Shu Ying nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense."

She's not very good at choosing things; she usually just takes whatever the boss gives her.

"If you don't have enough money, just tell me. There's nothing to skimp on in terms of food, just make sure everything is fresh. You can buy some fresh ribs. We've been traveling a lot these past few days, so the kids need to have a treat. Also, if the people in the ward wake up, they need some nourishment too."

Although there is still meat in the space, it is not appropriate to take it out without permission.

Prices here are relatively cheap, and they have enough money to live comfortably for a few years. Now is a tough time, and if they don't have some money in their pockets, they really have no hope.

Song Zhaodi had just cried, and her eyes were still a little red, but now she was being amused by Shu Ying.

"You gave me money when you came back. Looks like I've found a rich and powerful man. I really need to stick to your coattails to avoid ending up on the streets starving."

Shu Ying drew the curtains, making the room, with only the woman present, feel exceptionally warm and cozy.

"Great! I'd love to have such a gentle and virtuous older sister. I'd be smiling in my dreams every night."

Yueyue put one finger in her mouth, her eyes crinkling: "Mommy, why do you wake up laughing from your dreams? Is it because you dream of delicious food? I only laugh when I dream of my favorite food."

Yangyang pretended to be mature and corrected her: "No, no, Mom must have dreamed about her favorite toy. She only smiles when she dreams about her favorite toy."