Chapter 263 Throwing Shit on My Door

Zhong Meixian nodded.

When it was past three o'clock, Wen Tang called Wang Xiaohui out, briefly talked to her, and then asked her to go back early to pack her things.

Hearing that they were leaving tomorrow, Wang Xiaohui was slightly stunned, "So soon?"

Wen Tang asked her, "What's wrong? Are you still reluctant to leave the Lin family?"

Wang Xiaohui immediately shook her head. “It’s just… it just feels like it’s not real.”

A lot of things happened in the past year or so, more than her life in the past twenty years. She...

Wang Xiaohui raised her hand and pinched her thigh hard. She grimaced in pain, then she smiled, "It's true, it's all true..." As she muttered, tears began to fall down.

Tears fell, and Wang Xiaohui hurriedly wiped them away, muttering happily, "Don't cry, don't cry, I've ruined all my blessings with tears."

"Then I'll go back and clean up."

Wang Xiaohui took the child and ran back to Lin's house.

The Lin family was not expecting her to return suddenly.

So Huang Hongmei made the child squat in the corner of her room and poop, and she caught him red-handed.

Seeing Wang Xiaohui coming back, Huang Hongmei still had some shame and was still aware of the embarrassment, "The child suddenly wanted to poop and couldn't hold it anymore. I'll shovel it away in a while."

"Didn't you pull it in your crotch?" Wang Xiaohui asked sarcastically.

Huang Hongmei was unhappy, "How can you talk like that?"

"It was shoveled away after a while."

"I'll throw the shit in your room and shovel it away later, okay?"

"Did I throw it in your room?" Huang Hongmei looked fierce but was timid, her eyes dodging.

It can be seen that he knows that he is not in the right.

Wang Xiaohui put Qiuqiu down and opened the door while saying, “It’s okay, I’ll leave this in your room later.”

Huang Hongmei: “…”

She thought she had misheard.

But after Wang Xiaohui sent Qiuqiu into the house, she came out with a shovel.

Xiaohu was so scared that he stopped defecating immediately.

"Mom, Aunt Four is going to beat me!" He ran away without even wiping his shit.

Huang Hongmei immediately went after him.

Wang Xiaohui did not argue with Huang Hongmei. Instead, she shoveled Xiaohu's shit, picked it up with a shovel, and threw it directly on the door of Huang Hongmei's room.

Huang Hongmei was so angry that she stamped her feet and cursed, "Someone in your family died, and you are doing such a wicked thing?"

Wang Xiaohui thought it was funny. "That's right. Someone died in the family. Why would you do such a wicked thing?"

Huang Hongmei scolded Wang Xiaohui, but Wang Xiaohui was not angry.

Wang Xiaohui scolded Huang Hongmei, but Huang Hongmei got angry.

"Who are you scolding?"

"Who are you cursing?"

Wang Xiaohui put the shovel upright, and there was a clang. "Who did I scold?"

"Who did I curse?"

The shiny shovel in Wang Xiaohui's hand made Huang Hongmei afraid to move forward. She could only clean up the shit on the door while cursing.

Wang Xiaohui didn't bother with her too much.

She began to pack up quickly.

I don’t have many clothes, even if I pack all the clothes for spring, summer, autumn and winter, there aren’t many left.

All that's left is food.

The food would not be brought back, so Wang Xiaohui found a bag and carried the food bag by bag to Gu's house.

Zhong Meixian looked at the food she carried and was surprised, "This food..."

Wang Xiaohui wiped her sweat and said to her, "Grandma, Aunt Xiaotang is taking me to the city. Qiuqiu and I can't afford the food anymore. I don't want those evil people to get it, so I brought it to you."

Zhong Meixian looked at the food and said, "This won't do. There's so much food... Let's put it here first. If you come back for New Year or other festivals, you'll still need to eat. You can bring it back later."

Wang Xiaohui wanted to say something, but Zhong Meixian spoke first, "It's not easy for you and Qiuqiu. We can't eat this food."

Wang Xiaohui thought about it, and it was true, she and Qiuqiu would always come back for the New Year.

But when Wang Xiaohui really arrived in Haishi, she found that people in the city were much more tolerant than those in the countryside.

No one cared who she lived with or how many children she had.

Every day everyone is busy working outside, and few people care about what is happening at other people's homes. She is very comfortable staying in the city and doesn't need to go back to the Lin family, which makes her feel depressed, to celebrate the New Year.

Zhong Meixian offered to help collect them, and Wang Xiaohui did not object.

When she went back to carry the second load of grain, the man from the Lin family who had been working in the fields to earn work points came back.

As soon as Lin Jingyao entered the house, Huang Hongmei complained to him. In front of the whole family, she sat down on the ground, slapped her legs and started crying, "Oh my God, open your eyes and look, how can I live like this?"

"Is there anyone who bullies people like this?"

"Throw shit on my door!"

"You are bullying the dead!"

Lin Jingyao frowned and asked her, "Why are you howling again?"

Xiaohu, who was already six years old, immediately complained to his father, "Aunt Four threw shit on our door."

Xiaohu even dragged his father to watch it.

Wang Xiaohui brought her daughter back, and as soon as they entered the yard, they were faced with the condemning eyes of the Lin family.

Wang Xiaohui was not afraid of them. She pulled her daughter into the house.

Lin Jingyao demanded, "Who told you to throw shit on my door?" As he spoke, he raised his hand and walked straight towards Wang Xiaohui.

Wang Xiaohui subconsciously hid Qiuqiu behind her and looked around, trying to find something handy. She did not intend to overestimate Lin Jingyao's character.

After all, he is Qiu Yuefang's son, how can his character be noble?

Fortunately, Lin Jinghui still had some humanity. He took two quick steps and stood in front of Wang Xiaohui and Qiuqiu, and opened his hands to block the mother and daughter behind him. "Maybe this is just a misunderstanding."

Lin Jingyao was furious when he saw Lin Jinghui standing in front of Wang Xiaohui and her daughter. "What misunderstanding?"

"I think she just thinks she's so powerful now and wants to bully others, right?"

"Who the hell is she?"

Wang Xiaohui hugged Qiuqiu tightly, shaking with anger, "Don't let your mouth stink like you ate shit!"

"I'm nobody, and I won't let my child poop in front of someone's door!"

Lin Jingyao looked towards Huang Hongmei, who avoided his gaze and said, "…At that time, Hu Zi couldn't hold it back any longer."

The child hid behind Huang Hongmei, not daring to meet his father's eyes.

Lin Jingyao knew the truth, but he still cursed, "The child couldn't hold it in and took a shit, are you fucking blind?"

Wang Xiaohui took a deep breath and said, "I don't know if I'm blind or not, but no one in your family is good."

"Everything you do is under the watchful eyes of God. As long as I, Wang Xiaohui, am still alive, I will wait and see what retribution your family will receive."

"That's right, I was the one who threw the shit. Are you going to kill me or chop me up?" Wang Xiaohui straightened her neck and looked at Lin Jingyao with cold eyes. She had never been afraid of Lin Jingyao, and she was even less afraid at this moment.

She looked at him coldly and asked him if he wanted to kill her. Lin Jingyao was not so fierce anymore.

He pointed at Wang Xiaohui through Lin Jinghui for a long time, then turned around and cursed, kicking down everything that could be kicked in the yard.

Qiuqiu hugged her mother's waist tightly and whispered, "Mom, I'm scared. Can we go to my great-grandmother's house?"

Wang Xiaohui wiped her tears, then bent down and touched Qiuqiu's head. "Don't be afraid, Qiuqiu, tomorrow mom will take you away from here, don't be afraid," Wang Xiaohui said as she kissed her daughter on the forehead. "You don't have to see them anymore."