Chapter-55: my grandmother is already dead
I touched my hands and feet again, they were cold. I couldn't go on like this. The little girl remembers her, the aunt who gave her delicious meat buns. She likes this aunt very much. She smiled sweetly at her and called out in a baby voice, "Auntie."
Wendy Lark's heart softened by her smile, and she tucked the child into bed, "Auntie will pour you some ginger tea, and your stomachache will go away after you drink it."
"Ahhhhh…." A terrified scream came from not far away. Zaman Lark turned his head suddenly, and the bamboo pole finally broke under the weight. The tent was instantly blown away by the strong wind.
The women and children of the main house were exposed to the heavy rain, and were instantly soaked, like drowned dogs. The crying of children and the screaming of women made the whole place a chaotic mess.
Zaman Lark couldn't help but get anxious, and grabbed Wilson lark's arm, "Second brother, please help me, since we have the same father."
"This..." A hand stretched out from the carriage, "Lend these two raincoats to Jessica Lark and Rita lark." The two men had no raincoats and were exposed to the storm without any shelter, shivering with cold. "Send here all the children under six years old."
In the next generation of the Lark family, the two sons of the eldest wife got married and had four children, while the others were still unmarried. She was referring to the four children. No matter what, the grievances of the previous generation have nothing to do with the children. She had done her best.
Zaman lark's eyes lit up, "Third girl Wendy, you are a good girl. We were wrong before. Can you lend us this car temporarily?" He was pushing his luck further.
Wendy Lark sneered, "Uncle Zaman, do you think I'm a fool who would sacrifice my health for others just because I was fooled by someone? You don't think that I'll forget the past grudges just because I'm willing to be kind to a few children? I remember everything you did to me."
"That's all in the past. How can a family hold a grudge?" Zaman Lark wanted to persuade her, "Third girl Wendy, your grandmother is old and confused. Just treat her as a patient..." Wendy Lark had seen through this person long ago.
He was extremely thick skinned and was generous to others all day long. To put it bluntly, he was a hypocrite. "My grandmother is dead, and as for this man, we broke off all ties when he tried to sell me to the jailer in prison."
At this point, Zaman Lark couldn't continue, "Second brother, you are the head of the family, you tell me." Wilson Lark looked at the heavy rain and then looked at his eldest brother who was crying miserably and was speechless.
Instead of wasting time, you might as well go back and take charge of the overall situation. "The mule cart is not mine. I have no say in it." Zaman Lark was dumbfounded. Who owns the mule cart? He couldn't understand it at all.
"You are the elder. Everything in the second house belongs to you, including your children." Zaman lark said.
"Whoever is more powerful in our family has the final say." Wilson Lark didn't buy it. "You can see that Wendy Lark is a hundred times more powerful than me." Zaman Lark was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
How could there be such a shameless person in the world? Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed if you tell others about it? Wilson Lark didn't care. He had no opinion of his own and had been locked up in the mansion for years so he didn't have much experience.
Wendy Lark has a strong personality and is extremely smart. With her around, he doesn't have to use his brain for anything. Listen to your daughter eat delicious food and drink sweet drinks, and good things will happen to you.
Zaman Lark was so angry at the father and daughter that he laughed, but he could do nothing about it. He is the head of the Lark family, but he is also the sinner of the family and all the family members implicated by him do not submit to him.
His prestige has been completely destroyed and he no longer has the final say he once had. He could only go back dejectedly with the two raincoats. Jessica Lark's clothes were soaked, revealing her exquisite curves. Her lips were white from the cold.
She was stunned. "She specifically designated us?"
"Yes…" The two cousins looked at each other with complicated expressions. Wendy Lark really interpreted the four words "clearly distinguish between gratitude and grudges" to the extreme.
It also created a rift in the hearts of the Lark family, and everyone started to think about it. At this moment, Wendy Lark looked at the fugitives lying in the heavy rain, pursed her lips slightly, and a hint of eagerness flashed in her eyes.
The moment she had been waiting for finally arrived! The worst time often contains a glimmer of hope. Inside the carriage, a small red clay stove was crackling. Wendy Lark took the pot off the stove and poured out the boiling water.
The car was immediately filled with the smell of herbs. She opened the curtain and handed it out, "This has herbs to dispel the cold, drink a bowl." Jessica Lark and Rita Lark took the brown herbal water, sniffed it gently, and drank it in one gulp.
After drinking a bowl of boiling hot herbal water, his body gradually warmed up and he finally stopped shivering. However, the wet clothes stuck to his body and made him feel very uncomfortable.
He felt cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Jessica Lark endured the discomfort and tugged at the collar of his raincoat and said to the children. "Bobby, you are the older brother. You must be responsible when you are with your younger brothers and sisters."
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