Transmigrated into a Spoiled Little Lucky Charm in the 80s

The dragon tribe's most beloved little princess found herself in an era of scarcity, lacking clothes and food. Fortunately, she had a grandmother who doted on her as if she were the apple of he...

Chapter 56 Who is being called an old witch?

Chapter 56 Who's the Old Witch?

He was the backbone of the Chen family, and he rarely spoke up about trivial matters, especially arguments between women and children.

But once he opened his mouth, it was a done deal, and no one in the family dared to challenge his authority.

So both daughters-in-law obediently shut their mouths, and Li Chunhua even lowered her head, knowing that her father-in-law was talking to her.

Old Chen didn't even glance at her, but looked at his third son with his dark eyes. "Your mother is right. If you don't care about the child, you can't blame the child for not being close to you. If you want your precious child to be close to you, you need to care for and take care of her more in the future."

Chen Jianye nodded obediently, "Understood, Dad."

The rest of the dinner was eaten quietly, but as soon as she got to her room and closed the door, Li Chunhua started cursing: "That brat actually tried to hit you, her father, today! Why doesn't God strike her dead with lightning!"

Chen Jianye frowned as he listened: "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if we didn't raise her, Guaibao is still our own daughter."

Li Chunhua sneered, "It's true that she's my daughter, but she's never called me 'Mom' even once. She looks at me like I'm a stranger, and she's much nicer to my sister-in-law and second sister-in-law than to me, her mother."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jianye recalled the way his youngest daughter looked at him, which was nothing like the affectionate and loving gaze he had for his eldest daughter and son.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Li Chunhua touched her big belly and continued, "Anyway, we'll rely on Xiaobao and our youngest son to support us in our old age, so I'll just pretend I never gave birth to this daughter! It's just a pity that she won't get a share of the dowry from her future in-laws."

Even if she didn't like her little girl, she had to admit that the brat was really good-looking. Just based on that face, she could ask for more dowry money when her son got married.

But Chen Jianye still couldn't bring himself to disown his own daughter, so he waved his hand irritably: "We didn't raise her ourselves, so it's not our place to worry about her getting married in the future."

His father, Chen Dazhu, really made his point today.

Li Chunhua pursed her lips and said, "I was just saying."

She's not stupid.

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The next day was Monday, and there was the commune's routine mobilization meeting.

After breakfast, Ma Xiulian needed to fertilize her private plot, so she asked her granddaughter and several older sisters to go to the commune dam first.

As I passed by Old Song's house next door, I saw Old Mrs. Song hitting Song An'an with a bamboo pole. "You brat, you can't even wash clothes properly. What's the point of keeping you around except to waste food?!"

Song An'an's small body convulsed from the beating, but she just gritted her teeth and silently shed tears.

Because if she dared to cry loudly and make a fool of herself in front of others, her grandmother would beat her even harder.

The three girls, including Da Ni, looked on with great sympathy: "An An is so pitiful. Grandma Song often beats her."

At the same time, she was secretly relieved that her grandmother wasn't so cruel.

Although I usually scold and yell at them, I rarely hit them, let alone beat them to death like this.

So this was the first time Helian Jiao had ever seen such a brutal scene.

Moreover, she has good eyesight and can clearly see the crisscrossing red marks on Song An'an's arm.

After a moment of stunned silence, she put her little hand to her mouth like a megaphone and shouted fiercely, "You old witch over there, don't hit the child!"

Old Mrs. Song immediately turned her head and glared fiercely at her: "You brat, who are you calling an old witch?!"

Her old face was already sharp and mean, and her murky eyes made her even more ferocious and terrifying, often scaring young girls to tears.

Oh my god, I almost missed it! I had to use yesterday's version first. The last chapter from yesterday has already been changed. There are two more chapters to update later. My little darlings, go to sleep now, don't wait up!

(End of this chapter)