Yi Chichi, a descendant of intangible cultural heritage embroidery, transmigrated into a small pitiful character of the same name and surname in the era.
Scumbag father and poisonous stepmoth...
Chapter 3: Unconventional Ways
"I'm taking advantage?"
When Yi Jing, who was walking home with her twin brother and sister, heard this, she immediately exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "How did I take advantage of you?"
"How can you be so ignorant? Your sister has gone to the countryside to work instead of you. You should give her money."
Zhang Lanxiang winked at her, and Yi Jing suddenly realized what was going on. She smiled and came up to hold Yi Yong's arm and said softly, "Dad, don't blame me. It's all my fault. If I wasn't in poor health, I wouldn't have to go to the countryside."
Yi Jianguo, the male heir to the Yi family's throne, doesn't care who goes to the countryside, as long as it's not him.
"Mom, is the meal ready? I'm hungry."
"Okay, let's clean up and eat."
"Yeah."
Soon, the whole family gathered around the square table.
Twin sister Yi Ling looked at the stir-fried cabbage, pickled radish and pickled cabbage on the table without even a drop of oil, and complained with a pout, "Why is there no egg? How can we eat this dish?"
As for this twin daughter who inherited his looks and looked like they were cast in the same mold as him, Yi Yong only cared about Yi Jianguo.
He looked at Song Guixiang with an unwavering expression, "Didn't I say that I would prepare eggs for Jianguo and Lingling every day? Where are the eggs?"
"Xiao Chi ate it."
Zhang Lanxiang flattered Yi Chichi openly, "Xiao Chi said she was going to the countryside and wanted to eat something good. I thought she was going to the countryside in place of Jingjing, and we should remember this favor, so I gave her all the eggs."
"You ate them all? All 12 eggs?"
Yi Jianguo couldn't believe it, his eyes widened as if he wanted to eat someone.
Zhang Lanxiang hummed. Seeing Yi Yong's ugly face and eyes that looked like they were about to spit fire, she immediately leaned over and stroked his chest, saying tenderly, "Old Yi, don't be angry. It's normal for children to complain."
"Just wait until she goes to the countryside."
As she said this, she looked at Yi Jianguo and the others, "Don't blame your little sister Chi for eating so many eggs. Just this once, when she goes to the countryside, the eggs will all be yours."
Yi Jianguo and the others were still unhappy, but they didn't say anything.
Yi Yong was furious, slamming the table. "I didn't beat that bitch enough. She has to go to the countryside in three days, or else I'll break her legs."
The voice was quite loud, and Yi Chichi, who had just arrived home after seeing a doctor and selling his job with a huge sum of 680 yuan in his pocket, sneered. This father is worse than a beast.
At least the beast still protects its own child. As for the original owner's father... let's not talk about him! He glanced at the oil-paper bag in his hand, and a flash of coldness flashed across his eyes.
Originally I thought it would be enough to just cut it off gently and cleanly, but now, there is no need for that.
She wants this family to kill each other and go to hell.
I reached out and knocked on the door, and the sound in the room stopped abruptly.
Zhang Lanxiang knew what was going on. "It must be that Chi Chi has returned. Old Yi, don't get angry with the child. If the child has any complaints, let her vent them. After all, we as parents cannot bear grudges against our children. This is all for the good of the children..."
These words were very considerate. Anyone who heard them would think that they were trying to persuade Yi Yong, but in fact they were adding fuel to the fire.
Yi Yong did not disappoint her expectations, and the anger in his chest because Yi Chichi left his precious son without eggs to eat grew stronger and stronger.
"She has complaints? What complaints does she have?! I raised her up and didn't do her any good and she still resents me. What other child is as heartless and ungrateful as her?! She's 17 or 18 years old and doesn't know anything. What's wrong with sending her to the countryside? I'm not going to let her die!"
Yi Yong was getting angrier and angrier. When he saw Yi Chichi walking in with two oil-paper bags and a blank expression on his face, he angrily asked, "What the hell are you carrying? And who are you showing off your dead face to?"
Yi Chichi was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked towards the kitchen.
"Yi Chichi, I'm talking to you, are you deaf? Your sister is very kind to you, go to the countryside for her..."
"Can you please stop talking?"
Impatient to listen to his nonsense, Yi Chichi opened the oil paper bag and revealed the herbs inside. "I have a headache. Can you wait until I finish boiling the medicine before you teach me a lesson?"
She looked at Yi Yong who was chasing after her with a sad face, "Dad, I'm dying of headache!"
Yi Chichi was malnourished to begin with. She was 165cm tall and skinny, with a face so thin that her cheekbones were visible. But she also had a pair of big eyes.
His face became thinner, making his eyes look bigger, and he looked really pitiful when he looked at people with tears in his eyes.
Yi Yong showed an expression of pity. Zhang Lanxiang, who was always keeping an eye on the father and daughter, saw him like this and knew something was wrong, so she rushed over and hugged him.
"Old Yi, let Chi Chi take the medicine first. If you have anything to say, wait until the child has finished taking the medicine."
She pulled Yi Yong out and asked in a fake and gentle voice, "Xiao Chi, do you need your mother's help?"
"Need not."
Seeing that she refused, Zhang Lanxiang did not force it.
The family of five returned to the table and started eating. No one asked Yi Chichi if she had eaten, as if she was not there at home.
Yi Chichi was also happy and at ease. He took the door seal on the coal stove as if he were at home, and after the fire started, he put the small iron pot on it.
Then pour the braised pork you brought back into the pot, take the ground medicinal powder from the medicinal bag and sprinkle it in, stirring evenly.
Traditional Chinese medicine is a magical thing. It can save lives and kill people.
Yi Chichi is not a Chinese medicine practitioner, but her family in her native world is a little special.
My father’s side is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and my mother’s side is a family of embroidery.
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Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or embroidery, it all depends on talent.
Unfortunately, all her talents were in embroidery.
She also studied traditional Chinese medicine, but she didn't learn how to cure diseases and save lives. However, she mastered the unconventional methods such as making poisons and hypnosis.
She didn't intend to poison Yi Yong and the others. Once her goal was achieved, people from the Revolutionary Committee would come to cause trouble.
Yi Yong's family is not worthy of her dirtying her hands.
As the temperature of the iron pan rises, the braised pork in the pan begins to emit a rich aroma.
Yi Jianguo has a keen nose and his eyes light up when he smells the aroma of meat.
"There is meat."
He sniffed his nose like a puppy, trying to see where the smell came from, but found that Yi Ling and the others were staring at his back.
Looking back, Yi Chichi came over with a plate of braised pork.
“Eat it!”
She put the plate on the table and went back to the kitchen.
In the 1970s, supplies were scarce and it was extremely difficult to get some meat.
As soon as the braised pork with rich oil and red sauce was served on the table, the aroma of the meat with a faint smell of medicine almost made Yi Yong and the others dizzy.
Yi Yong, who originally wanted to scold her, was so attracted by the delicious smell that he didn't care about anything else. He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth.
As soon as he moved his chopsticks, Yi Jianguo and the others followed suit.
The whole family devoured the meal like starving ghosts.
Yi Chichi watched them eat the meat coldly, then turned back to the stove and slowly processed the remaining herbs.
Time passes by every second.
Finally, a "dong" sound was heard, like the sound of nature.
Yi Chichi, who was sitting on a small stool with his eyes closed and leaning against the wall, got up and looked outside. Yi Jianguo had fallen off the chair and was lying on the ground snoring.
The sound was like a saw.
As for Yi Yong and the others, they were either lying on the table or sitting on the chairs with their heads down, motionless.
Yi Chi Chi curled the corners of his mouth, quickly walked over to the few people and checked them. Seeing that they were all alive and well, he turned around, took the rope and tied up their hands and feet like pigs.
After tying them up, she arranged the family of five neatly.
(End of this chapter)