Fresco Rouco chuckled: “Are you going to let us y chess when you are making such a scene?”.
Are Rouco brushed her lips, “I’m going to cut the fruit and bring you coffee and water!”.
When Are Rouco came out of the kitchen with two cups of hot coffee, she saw Estre Berrocal leaning lightly on Adán Rouco’s shoulder, smiling sweetly at him, and they said something, and Adán Rouco smiled back. Berrocal and said to him in a grim tone: “Sister-inw, coffee, please!
“Thank you.”
Estre Berrocal was about to drink it when Are Rouco suddenly dropped the cup of hot coffee and sshed it directly on the back of Estre Berrocal’s hand, which fell to the ground and broke.
Estre Berrocal cried out in pain and Adán Rouco grabbed her hand to check, “Is it hot?”
The back of her pale hand was reddening rapidly and Adán Rouco hurried to the sink with her in his arms to run cold water.
Are Rouco approached feigning kindness and asked, “Are you all right, sister-inw?”
Adán Rouco looked at her fiercely, his voice as cold as ice: “Are Rouco, stop your childishness!”.
Estre Berrocal tugged on Adán Rouco’s sleeve, trying to lighten the mood: “Forget it, it wasn’t his intention…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Are Rouco said aggressively: “Yes, I did it on purpose! What, I scalded her with boiling water and you’re going to scald me to take it out on her too?”.
Adán Rouco said, “This is your house, so I’m giving you face, but if I were somewhere else today, I would do it!”.
Are Rouco was so angry that her eyes turned red and she bit her lip so hard that she ran straight to her room.
Estre Berrocal stood by the faucet, rinsing the cold water, and sighed, “Have you been too mean to her? She looks like she’s in a lot of pain, do you want to go and calm her down?”.
At least, Are Rouco was Adán Rouco’s sister, and Estre Berrocal did not want to look bad to her rtives, and Adán Rouco would have a hard time getting in the middle.
The lump in the man’s throat slipped before he calmed his anger and said coolly, “She is no longer a child, let her reflect on herself.”
A long cold shower passed before Estre Berrocal withdrew her hand, and Adán Rouco took it and examined the faint redness on the back of it, frowning, “Does it still hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt anymore, then I’ll put some medicine on, I shouldn’t get any blisters.”
Adán Rouco took his hand: “Yes, go and apply the medicine”.
Estre Berrocal felt nothing but sweetness when she felt cared for by him.
Shoshana Duque brought the ointment for the burns and handed it to Adán Rouco, “I’m sorry, Estre, I messed up Are, don’t be mad at her”.
“Second Aunt, that’s not going to happen.”
“That’s good, Are is too attached to Adam, so she may not ept Adam’s marriage for a while, a sister always wants her brother to spoil her, and when she suddenly sees him spoiling another woman, she must get a little angry.”
Estre Berrocal nodded and said, “It’s okay, Aunt, I understand.”N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.
“Then Adam, apply Estre’s ointment well, I’ll go up and check on Are.”
That said, Shoshana Duque went upstairs to Are Rouco’s room.
Adán Rouco was applying the ointment to Estre Berrocal, and Paulita was leaning on the sofa, with a swollen mouth, blowing to Estre Berrocal: “Blow, Estre, and it won’t hurt anymore!”.
Her heart warmed like a small firece, “Yes, Star doesn’t hurt.”
Both father and daughter were so protective and loving, she felt that her injury had not been in vain, and in a way she enjoyed the attention she received from them when she was injured.
When he finished applying the ointment, Adán Rouco took her hand and ced it against his thin lips and kissed it, Estre Berrocal’s ears blushed. “Paulita is still here.”
Paulita came over and kissed her too, and the family, all three of them, rejoiced in the living room.
Shoshana Duque pulled Are Rouco out just in time when she saw the scene below and went back to her bedroom sulking.
Shoshana Duque sighed, the child …
Shoshana Duque came down the stairs, smiled softly at Estre Berrocal and asked, “Is your hand all right?”
Estre Berrocal shook her head, “It’s okay second aunt.”
“Estre, you look like you are the same age as our Are, don’t you?”.
“I’m twenty-four years old.”
Shoshana Duque stared, “The same age as Are?”
Even Fresco Rouco, who was ying Go, froze, and with changed eyes, looked back at Estre Berrocal.
Estre Berrocal did not notice the unusual reaction and said, “Yes, but Are Rouco is luckier than me to have such good parents.”
Shoshana Duque wondered, “What about your parents?”
A little sad at the mention of sadness, Estre Berrocal said, “My father died three years ago and my mother passed away with a hemorrhage when she was giving birth to me.”
Fresco Rouco blushed: “Your mother … was named Juanisha Capistrán, right?”.
Estre Berrocal was surprised: “Tío Dos, how do you know that my mother is Juanisha Capistrán?
Fresco Rouco was about to speak when Shoshana Duque had already beaten him to it, “Oh, we used to be friends with your mother but we haven’t been in touch for decades, I didn’t expect … would meet your daughter today under these circumstances. ”
“Really? Second uncle and second aunt, you and my mother used to know each other very well?”
Shoshana Duque smiled and covered up, “Not very well, they just knew each other, you look a lot like your mother, that’s why we recognized you.”
“Ah, so that’s it, it’s also a great coincidence.”
Shoshana Duque, a little distracted, nodded, “Yes, what a coincidence, what a coincidence.”
Fresco Rouco’s gaze at Estre Berrocal deepened for another minute.
When it was time for lunch, Are Rouco was still unpleasant and Fresco Rouco sat down at the head table and told her, “Are Rouco, either you sit down and eat well for me, or you don’t eat and get your ass back up and you’re not here to affect the mood of others by eating!”
“If you don’t eat, you don’t eat, and I don’t want to eat!”.
Are Rouco got up and was about to leave when Shoshana Duque put her down and said gently, “Are, sit down and eat, it’s a rare day for your brother and sister-inw to be here and it’s not convenient for you toe upstairs.”
Then, to Fresco Rouco, he said, “Don’t scold her.”
Fresco Rouco picked up his fork, snorted coldly and said, “Look Estre, she’s your age and much older than you!”.
When Are Rouco heard this, she became even more enraged and banged her fork against the table, saying offhandedly, “Why is it that when Estre Berrocales, you all turn to her! Dad! I think she is your daughter”.
At these words, the faces of Fresco Rouco and Shoshana Duque paled.
Shoshana Duque, clutching her fork in her hand, suddenly stood up and pped Are Rouco in the face: “Are, what are you talking about?
Are Rouco looked incredulously at Shoshana Duque, not expecting her to hit her, and shouted, “Mom, even you hit me! You haven’t hit me since I was a little girl! You … you’re all for Estre Berrocal! Since you like Estre Berrocal so much, let her be your daughter!”.
Shoshana Duque froze for a few seconds after hitting Are Rouco, and when she saw Are Rouco running upstairs aggressively, she called out to her with some remorse, “Are!”
Fresco Rouco pursed his lips, “Leave her alone and let’s get on with the food!”.
Adán Rouco put down his fork and said, “Tío and tía, I think this is a bad time for us toe, I’ll bring Estre and Paulita to see you another time.”
Shoshana Duque swallowed saliva and sighed, “Okay, I’ll let them see the joke.”
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