"Come on, stop taking your anger out on the child." Zhao Hui stopped her and said, "This is the only child you have in your life. If you don't treat her well, be careful that she won't provide for you in your old age."
Feng Xiaomei said, "Mom, don't you see that she is the same as Feng Xiaojing when she was a child? Do you think Feng Xiaojing will take care of you in your old age? Is she close to you? She doesn't even call you mom now."
Zhao Hui pouted and said nothing. She felt very annoyed when she thought about how Feng Xiaojing didn't call her "Mom" and ignored her at all.
This child has never been close to her since she was young. The fortune teller was right. She is not a daughter at all; she is more like an enemy.
"Mom, did you say anything about work?"
"Yes."
"So what did she say? Can she find us a job?"
Zhao Hui sighed and shook her head. "She said she was just a junior employee who had just joined the company and had no power. She also said that we didn't have enough education."
"They are all excuses. Humph. Feng Mian can coax other people, but can he coax me? I believe that people who operate foreign machines need to be highly educated, but what kind of education do people who cut threads and sweep the floor in the garment factory need? Mom, you can't do technical work, so sweep the floor, or go to the cafeteria to prepare vegetables and cook, right? I heard that the aunties who cook in the cafeteria make dozens of dollars a month."
"Oh, yes, Feng Mian deliberately didn't provide work for everyone."
"Of course."
Zhao Hui gritted her teeth and said, "No, I have to tell everyone and see what the villagers say about her."
"Hey, don't be so anxious to tell her. There are only a few people working here, and there are so many people in the village. If you tell her, everyone will go to her, and we won't get a chance to talk."
"That's true, what should we do?"
"No rush, wait until Feng Mian comes back next time, and you can tell her this. If she arranges a job for us, we can quietly make a fortune. If she doesn't want to, you can use this to threaten her, and you won't be afraid that she won't listen to us."
Zhao Hui nodded, "I'll see."
The two of them were not doing their work, but were thinking about how to suck people's blood every day.
Feng Chan went to find Feng Xinliang barefoot. Seeing her standing at the door in a dirty state, Feng Xinliang felt distressed and hurriedly led her into the yard.
"Chan'er, have you had lunch?"
Feng Chan shook her head gently and looked at Feng Xinliang with a pout.
"What's going on? Who bullied you?"
Wang Xue came out of the room and said, "Who else could it be? It must be her mother beating her again."
Wang Xue squatted down and asked Feng Chan in a low voice, "Chan'er, where did your mother hit you? Tell your aunt."
Feng Chan lifted up her clothes to show her a large bruise on her thigh. Feng Xinliang and Wang Xue were both stunned.
"How did you do this?" Feng Xinliang asked anxiously.
"Mom kicked it."
"Why did your mother kick you?"
"I have no idea."
Feng Xinliang was furious. "They ruined a good child like this. These two lunatics."
He suddenly realized that he had to save the child, otherwise the child would be ruined if he fell into the hands of Zhao Hui and Feng Xiaomei.
But how to save him?
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