After Becoming the Villain Mother-in-Law, I Launch My Redemption Arc Chapter 27: Her Body’s Man, Not Hers

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Roll the red beans, steam the glutinous rice.

ng Yao was making white jade red bean rolls.

They looked great, were simple, and weren’t too much trouble to make.

When Zhao Dajiang entered the kitchen, ng Yao was already slicing them.

"You’re just in ti. Take a portion to Xiu’er, and have so yourself," ng Yao said.

Zhao Dajiang never asked why; as long as it was his mother’s request, he just did it.

ng Yao cut the rest, then took them to Zhao Xiaoshu’s room.

Zhao Xiaohua had a look of utter despair.

Even Zhao Xiaoshu rarely showed any expression on his face—helplessness.

"How’s the studying going?" ng Yao asked with a smile.

Though she didn’t need to ask to know the answer.

"Mom, I couldn’t teach her," Zhao Xiaoshu said a bit embarrassed.

"Learning isn’t sothing that happens overnight, it takes ti and goes step by step," ng Yao said.

It was just the beginning; they couldn’t crush the little girl’s confidence. Otherwise, if she developed a rebellious mindset, it would be even harder.

"Mom, am I very stupid?" Zhao Xiaohua sniffed, feeling a bit wronged. She had tried very hard, but sohow, she just couldn’t recite as fluently as Xiaoshu.

She stamred, and kept forgetting.

"Who said you’re stupid? Intelligence isn’t asured by just one standard. Soone who can study well might not be good at other things. Can you call them stupid? Obviously not, because they can study! Similarly, you can’t determine soone is stupid just because they don’t study well. Like Xiaohua, you’re not good at—" ng Yao suddenly got stuck.

From her original mory, she couldn’t recall what Zhao Xiaohua was good at.

Sewing seed tiring to her, so despite the original person’s talent in needlework, Zhao Xiaohua, as her only daughter, didn’t inherit her expertise.

All ng Yao could think of was scenes of Zhao Xiaohua eating.

Under Zhao Xiaohua’s expectant gaze, ng Yao blurted out, "You’re good at eating."

Zhao Xiaohua’s lips pouted, and tears started rolling down.

"Mom, you’re making fun of ," Zhao Xiaohua said, feeling particularly wronged.

She was already feeling bad, and instead of comforting her, her mom used her flaw against her.

"No, no, I didn’t an to make fun of you," ng Yao quickly soothed her, "Being able to eat well is also a skill."

Zhao Xiaohua looked at ng Yao angrily, wondering what kind of skill that was.

She wanted to hear how her mom would justify this nonsensical talk.

"Being able to taste the deliciousness in food is a great skill. I rember once when I took you to eat wontons, I found them delicious, but you said sothing was missing. The shopkeeper wasn’t happy and questioned you, and you told him what was lacking. Later when we went back, the shop’s business was booming, and the owner even offered us several bowls of wontons." ng Yao quickly explained.

In the original mories, this was sothing that truly happened.

It’s just that the original person didn’t pay much attention, while Zhao Xiaohua was just imrsed in the joy of eating several free bowls of wontons.

Reflecting now, wasn’t Zhao Xiaohua amazing?

In modern terms, this makes her quite the connoisseur.

"What’s the big deal about this!"

What ng Yao said didn’t comfort Zhao Xiaohua at all, no matter how ng Yao explained it, Zhao Xiaohua firmly believed this didn’t count as being smart.

"How about we have so snacks first, and then continue our discussion?" ng Yao could only try to shift Zhao Xiaohua’s attention.

Food seed to hold magical powers at any ti, attracting Zhao Xiaohua’s attention with the red bean white jade rolls.

ng Yao placed a small plate in front of Zhao Xiaoshu and another in front of Zhao Xiaohua.

"Delicious," Zhao Xiaoshu said, looking satisfied.

He had never tasted anything like it before, soft, glutinous, fragrant, and sweet.

"They are quite good, but Mom, if you add a little less sugar, they’ll be even better. Right now, the fragrance of glutinous rice and red beans is overshadowed by the sugar," Zhao Xiaohua casually comnted.

ng Yao thought children preferred sweeter foods, so she intentionally added a bit more sugar.

But could she actually taste that?

That’s impressive!

"Xiaohua, you’re amazing! My hand shook when I was adding the sugar, and I accidentally added too much. You could tell that," ng Yao sincerely praised.

Zhao Xiaoshu agreed, genuinely praising Xiaohua. He had overheard custors in the carpenter’s shop talking about people who specialize in tasting dishes at restaurants.

ng Yao was shocked that people in ancient tis were this fashionable.

Seizing the mont, ng Yao told the two little ones about talents, breaking it down, helping Zhao Xiaohua finally believe that different smarts manifest in different areas.

Zhao Xiaoshu was smart; he was quick-witted and handy.

After all, he wasn’t daunted by scholarly work, and carpentry skills ca naturally to him.

"If you can’t learn it in one day, then take two. Read more, and you’ll get it eventually," ng Yao encouraged Zhao Xiaohua.

So, Zhao Xiaohua pulled ng Yao to look at blueprints of bone structures.

And then ng Yao discovered that so people’s intelligence was quite peculiar. She might not be able to morize the Three Character Classic, but when it ca to joint positions and acupoints, she could rember them after being told just once.

Zhao Xiaohua was delighted, "Mom, does that an I don’t have to study the Three Character Classic anymore?"

"It’s always good to learn more, no harm in that," ng Yao said, "But don’t put too much pressure on yourself."

With no pressure on her shoulders, Zhao Xiaohua happily agreed, "I’ll listen to Mom."

During her break, ng Yao drew a sketch of human acupoint distribution and an organ distribution map.

Compared to the skull structure, Zhao Xiaohua received these two quite calmly.

Once again, ng Yao realized that indeed, everyone had different talents. For example, Zhao Xiaohua was a true gourt and at the sa ti, a promising student of dicine.

Moreover, Zhao Xiaoshu was even more remarkable.

His learning ability was strong. Though he wasn’t as good in dicine as Zhao Xiaohua, he was far above the average person.

Especially when ng Yao spoke about which organs if seriously injured could be fatal, and what would happen when particular acupoints were struck hard, he rembered quickly and could extrapolate to ask questions.

However, his questions left ng Yao in a bit of a predicant.

In summary, he seed keen on applying this knowledge to finding ways to kill.

In his past life, Zhao Xiaoshu was ruthless and rciless.

In this life, though ng Yao had temporarily changed his fate, a person’s inherent traits are not easily altered.

Zhao Xiaoshu just had an innocent-looking face.

If provoked...

ng Yao hoped her journey in raising him would be smooth and without complications.

"Mom, my dad really was amazing!"

At the end, Zhao Xiaohua looked both hopeful and admiring, "If only my dad were still here."

Indeed, everything ng Yao knew now was taught by Zhao Ting.

In the past, she was heartbroken and unwilling to show it. Now, she had co to terms with it, and she had to raise the children well to do Zhao Ting justice.

ng Yao: Actually, she didn’t really care about doing right by Zhao Ting; after all, he was the original person’s husband, not hers.