Zhao Xiaohua looked at Meng Yao in disbelief, while Meng Yao remained expressionless.
"You’re not my mom; my mom wouldn’t do this to me!" Zhao Xiaohua cried out loudly as she shouted.
Meng Yao sneered, "Do you think I want to be your mom?"
If it weren’t necessary, who would want to give up air conditioning, computers, and phones and come here?
"When you do something wrong, you have to admit it and correct it, not avoid it. You must say, it was Xiaoshu who agreed, but did Xiaoshu know it would hurt this much?" Meng Yao said mercilessly.
"I scold you a little, and you’re already feeling wronged and crying and making a fuss. What about Xiaoshu?"
"Zhao Xiaohua, a person can’t be so selfish!"
Zhao Xiaoshu seemed a bit uneasy, looking at Meng Yao and then at Zhao Xiaohua, "Mom, it didn’t hurt that much!"
Meng Yao took a deep breath, "Zhao Xiaoshu, are you stupid? You don’t even know what it feels like to dislocate a joint. Zhao Xiaohua asks you to practice with her, and you just do it? Have you ever thought, if I went out today and got delayed, what would happen to your arm? Just keep it hurting? Do you know, if it drags on for too long, even if the arm is put back, it could be useless?"
Zhao Xiaoshu was still okay, but Zhao Xiaohua cried uncontrollably, "Mom, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I won’t dare again."
She didn’t know that if it wasn’t put back in time, the arm would be useless.
She thought she could put it back herself.
"You’re not acknowledging your mistake to me. From start to finish, it’s Xiaoshu who suffered." Meng Yao said.
"Xiaoshu, I’m sorry. Please forgive me." Zhao Xiaohua said with a sob.
"Sis, don’t cry, I wasn’t mad at you anyway." Zhao Xiaoshu said. Mom had already put his arm back in place, and it didn’t hurt much anymore, just a little.
Zhao Xiaohua wiped away her tears, gritted her teeth, and turned to Meng Yao, "Mom, dislocate it."
Zhao Xiaoshu begged for her, but Meng Yao didn’t spare Zhao Xiaohua and harshly dislocated Zhao Xiaohua’s arm.
Unless she felt how painful it was, she’d never really learn her lesson.
Meng Yao unhesitatingly dislocated Zhao Xiaohua’s shoulder. Zhao Xiaohua bit her lip hard and didn’t cry out loud; if Xiaoshu could endure without crying, she could at least hold in the sound.
"Two quarters of an hour. If you endure, I’ll put it back." Meng Yao said.
Zhao Xiaoshu felt a bit unwilling, "Mom, sister already knows what it feels like, can’t it be less than two quarters of an hour?"
The little girl was in so much pain that the muscles on her face were trembling. Meng Yao thought she could remain unmoved, but seeing Zhao Xiaohua’s enduring expression, she immediately softened.
"This time, Xiaoshu is pleading for you, so I won’t hold it against you. Next time, it won’t matter who pleads." Meng Yao tried to appear colder.
With that, she put Zhao Xiaohua’s arm back in place.
The piercing pain lessened. Zhao Xiaohua gratefully glanced at Zhao Xiaoshu, then obediently replied, "Mom, I know I was wrong. There won’t be a next time."
Meng Yao pulled her into a hug, "It’s not that mom is cruel, but Xiaoshu is your brother. You’re twin siblings; naturally, you should be the closest to each other. Mom hopes you two love each other, not because I used to neglect Xiaoshu, leading you to think Xiaoshu isn’t that important."
Being told what was in her heart, Zhao Xiaohua felt a bit ashamed.
To know how painful dislocating a joint was and still recklessly asked Zhao Xiaoshu to practice with her was simply because she thought her mom wouldn’t blame her.
But now it seems, mom is equal to both of them.
No, she was still treated a bit better. After all, Xiaoshu was in pain for a long time, while she only hurt briefly.
"Don’t think I’m putting it back because of pity for you or sparing you from suffering. It’s solely because Xiaoshu pleaded for you." Meng Yao stressed.
Zhao Xiaohua replied honestly, "Mom, I will definitely treat Xiaoshu well from now on."
Meng Yao finally nodded with satisfaction. As a parent, one should be stern; otherwise, when they become spoiled kids, the headache and worry still fall on her.
Meng Yao took measurements for Zhao Xiaoshu, whose entire body was stiff.
Still in disbelief, he asked again, "Do you really want to make me new clothes?"
"This color, really meant for me?" Zhao Xiaohua scoffed.
"Sister looks fair and clean, any color suits her." Zhao Xiaoshu said seriously.
Oh, didn’t see it before, he’s quite the smooth talker.
Zhao Xiaohua laughed heartily, "Xiaoshu, don’t worry, sister won’t forget you when she gets good things in the future. Oh, how come I didn’t realize before how good you are at flattering!"
"I’m not flattering, I’m telling the truth. Sister’s face is round and chubby, fair and big, even more like a steamed bun than mom’s white flour buns." Zhao Xiaoshu said very earnestly.
Meng Yao’s hand shook a bit and couldn’t hold back her laughter.
Farewell, she was naive.
Zhao Xiaohua’s smile froze on her face, she gritted her teeth and spoke, "Zhao Xiaoshu!"
Zhao Xiaoshu was bewildered, his big eyes full of innocence, "Sis, what’s wrong?"
Meng Yao laughed heartily, Zhao Xiaohua looked aggrieved, Zhao Xiaoshu had question marks all over his forehead.
"Mom, Zhao Xiaoshu did it on purpose." Zhao Xiaohua accused.
Zhao Xiaoshu: What did I do on purpose?
Meng Yao contained her laughter, "Xiaoshu, describing your sister as a white flour steamed bun is wrong, and it’s not good."
Zhao Xiaoshu looked perplexed, "But it really looks like it, and where’s the bad in that? Big white flour buns are great! They’re my favorite!"
Zhao Xiaohua was almost aggrieved to tears. She’s just a bit fat, how is she like a big white flour bun?
"You are..." The words almost came out, but Zhao Xiaohua swallowed them back, a yellow, dry corn bun would be more fitting.
"Anyway, from now on, you can’t say I look like a bun." Zhao Xiaohua said viciously, "If I hear you say it again, even if mom stops you, I’ll have to beat you, beat you hard."
Zhao Xiaoshu felt a bit wronged but still nodded obediently, "Then I just won’t say it from now on."
"Xiaoshu, Xiao Hua is a young girl, and young girls love beauty." Meng Yao explained to Zhao Xiaoshu, "You can praise her for having pretty eyes, a nice nose. Even if your sister is a bit chubby now, you could say she’s like a silver plate or something. Just study well, books have many words to compliment someone’s looks."
Zhao Xiaoshu remembered, study well and he could praise his sister happily.
After measuring Zhao Xiaoshu’s size, Meng Yao measured Zhao Xiaohua’s too.
"Mom, I won’t make clothes now. Wait until I’ve lost weight, then make them." Zhao Xiaohua looked determined.
"Take your time, don’t rush it." Meng Yao said.
"Rush, very urgent." Zhao Xiaohua said.
Her own brother instinctively described her as a bun, in other people’s eyes, wouldn’t she be even more...
Right, people from Linlang Pavilion called her a white-skinned pig.
Zhao Xiaohua gritted her teeth, "I must lose weight as fast as possible, definitely."
If you want to slim down, you can’t lack determination.
Meng Yao smiled warmly, "Alright, then I’ll accompany you."