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Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Chapter 057 The Nature of Not Having a Mother

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"What crow’s mouth, how can you say that someone can’t have children..." Lin Zhaodi began to waver upon hearing this, but her mouth instinctively retorted with a murmured voice, which everyone around clearly heard.

The onlookers all had an expression like they were looking at someone who had eaten ’shit’ as they stared at Lin Zhaodi: Just how messed up is this old woman’s imagination! freewёbnoνel.com

"Tsks, Sister-in-law of the main hall, if there wasn’t something ’flawed’, who would willingly marry a perfectly good girl to him? Is it you, or you?" Having stood like a post for the entire morning, Zhang Zhiming’s wife, Chen Zhenjie, asked with a slanted eye and a smiling face to Lin Zhaodi.

Her rough fingers pointed one by one at the sisters Zhang Yunni and Zhang Baonni, scaring both into shaking their heads quickly with a ghost-sighting expression.

Lin Zhaodi looked surprised at her seemingly kind cousin’s wife, as if stunned by her words, and seeing her pointing at her own daughters, she quickly retorted dissatisfiedly: "Hey, Zhiming’s wife, what are you randomly pointing at. You are an elder; don’t ruin my daughters’ reputations!"

"Look, as their mother, I simply ask a question, and you react defensively as if sheltering a calf—other families’ daughters are also born and raised by parents, who would want their own daughters, whom they have raised, to be belittled by such reckless matching as if to depreciate their own flesh and blood? This is a lifetime matter of marriage!" Chen Zhenjie looked at her cousin-in-law with a ’I-knew-it’ expression.

Those big eyes stared directly at Lin Zhaodi, as if she had seen through her heart, causing Lin Zhaodi to shiver involuntarily and look terrified "...".

Even if Lin Zhaodi was foolish, she understood that Chen Zhenjie was insinuating that she didn’t have the ’motherly’ instinct towards her daughter like she should have. Being openly accused of heartlessness by her, Lin Zhaodi felt somewhat at a loss, her mind in a fog, not knowing how to respond.

Chen Zhenjie furrowed her brows, looking at the pallid disc-like face before her, yet for the first time, she harbored doubts: Was San Ni really birthed by her?

Indeed, Lin Zhaodi’s guilty demeanor made it impossible not to be suspicious. But Lin Zhaodi had never left Shanglin Village since her marriage, and when she was pregnant with a big belly, everyone had seen it with their own eyes; most importantly, when she gave birth to San Ni, it was done in her own house, not at a hospital, so there was no possibility of a mix-up!

What exactly is going on here? Chen Zhenjie had doubts in her heart, but her face did not show it, only hiding it behind her mother-in-law, without any sense of presence.

On this side, the Zhang Family members were all silent; on the other side, Lin Aiguo and his nephew discussed and finally came to a conclusion, but the look on Lin Aiguo’s face wasn’t too good.

In fact, there were quite a few with gloomy faces, not to mention Zhang Zhiming and his son; even Lin Jianmin’s expression wasn’t that great. But after all, he was now an elder, and after receiving Lin Aiguo’s courtesy, he had to step up even if he didn’t want to.

"Uncle Qiangzi, Zhiming brothers, you both know my nephew’s situation very well, he’s not really here to make a scene, it’s just that if the betrothal gifts are too little, he really can’t afford to marry a wife, then his branch of the family will become extinct, am I right..." Lin Jianmin took a couple of steps forward, with clasped hands, rubbing them together, showing an appearance of peacefully consulting with everyone.

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