Chapter 49: Legs Healed
Ye Xiaomei took a deep breath. As long as she got married on time, her life would have its first major turning point. Let him fight if he wanted.
She walked into the main room with her head lowered. She heard her father close the wooden door with a click behind her. Ye Xiaomei sat obediently at the table.
There were still some snacks on the table, as well as half a bottle of Shaoxing wine, knives, chopsticks, and teacups. Ye Xiaomei poured herself some wine and drank it.
The hot and spicy feeling that pulled her throat made her frown immediately.
After her father closed the door and came to the main room and sat opposite, Ye Xiaomei raised her head first:
"Dad, you can hit me if you want today. As long as you don't kill me, I will live a decent life in the future to show you that a girl can stand tall and proud."
Ye Daxiong, who had just sat down, was stunned. On his daughter's delicate little face, her grape-sized eyes flashed with determination and confidence.
Soon this self-confidence turned into a joke in the eyes of her father. Suddenly, his mouth was filled with sarcasm. He felt that his daughter had gone crazy.
"Don't talk nonsense. Maids are maids. They will always follow their husbands and make a name for themselves. Only men can stand tall and proud." Li Cuihua glanced at Ye Xiaomei. "Do you think that you will be more powerful and proud if you lead your future in-laws?"
Ye Daxiong did not take his daughter's words seriously at all, because he pinched the wine cup and found that the wine inside was gone, and his daughter's face was flushed, which showed that she was obviously talking nonsense after drinking.
Thinking that the girl who lost money had finally found a husband to take over, she picked up her chopsticks and ate the leftovers slowly:
"Don't worry, your dowry will be prepared for you, but you have to know that as a girl, once you are married, you are no longer related to the Ye family."
This statement was widely circulated. Ye Xiaomei felt that this was the most hurtful statement. She pursed her lips and looked up at her father, and said in a decisive tone:
"I know that my last name will be Ma from now on, and I will have nothing to do with the Ye family. However, my mother will always be my mother, and you cannot bully her."
Hey...Ye Daxiong's chopsticks were stuck in mid-air. He didn't quite recognize this daughter anymore.
Isn't her mother also Ye Daxiong's? How can a married girl have the right to say something? They are all in charge of the family, who has the problem?
Ye Xiaomei saw it and straightened her back subconsciously:
"If Dad can't do it, I will take Mom and Xiaoya to the Ma family and never have any contact with them again."
Bang! Ye Daxiong couldn't help it anymore, and slammed his chopsticks hard on the corner of the table: "Who did you learn this kind of disrespect from? Do you want to get beaten?"
Ye Xiaomei's throat gurgled. It was not that she was not afraid of her father, he would beat people when he drank and got angry, but compared with the fear of her mother being wronged all day long, the latter was naturally more frightening.
"Second brother, what's wrong with you?" Li Cuihua joined in and angrily scolded her son, asking why he couldn't agree to the betrothal gift of 1,000 yuan first.
Ye Daxiong suddenly became depressed, picked up the wine bottle, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, I promise you, I won't touch your mother in the future."
Ye Xiaomei got the answer and left, not forgetting to say hello: "I'm going back to sleep."
In fact, by the time Ye Xiaomei went to bed, the sky was already tinged with red.
Ye Xiaomei was not sleepy at all. All she could think about was the scene of Ma Qijun leaning towards her today. His profile was so handsome at that time. The whole world was eclipsed except him.
It was like the highest mountain standing between heaven and earth, making her recall it over and over again. Suddenly, all her troubles faded away, and only the scene of marrying him the day after tomorrow frequently appeared in her mind and in her dreams.
Even when Xiao Ya came to squeeze the quilt, Ye Xiaomei showed no intention of waking up.
In the morning, Ye Xiaomei was sleeping soundly, but Xiaoya had already gotten up, dressed, tied her red scarf carefully, and went to school with her schoolbag on her back.
"Little girl, bring your lunch box." Zhao Mei's voice.
Ye Xiaomei then sat up suddenly and saw a small pillow beside her. It belonged to Xiaoya.
Now that Dad is back, there is no room for Mom to sleep with Xiaoya. But it doesn't matter, because when she gets married, this room will be Xiaoya's.
Ye Xiaomei got up not long after sleeping. After washing her face with well water, she felt cool and all her tiredness was swept away.
"Xiaomei, have a bowl of porridge quickly." Zhao Mei served a bowl of porridge to Ye Xiaomei.
When she took it, she found that her mother's eyes were swollen. Before she could ask, Zhao Mei turned around and went back to the kitchen.
The door to the east room opened. Ye Xiaolin stretched her back and saw Ye Xiaomei. She turned away and went into the kitchen.
"What do you want to eat today? Do you have soybean paste?"
"There's no soy sauce, but there are pickled vegetables to mix with it. I bought some duck eggs half a month ago, but they haven't been pickled yet."
Ye Xiaomei heard the sound but didn't say anything. In fact, the salted duck eggs had been pickled long ago, but Xiaoya had to go to school and her grandmother was strict, so she could only secretly bring one salted duck egg with her every day, otherwise she would have to eat steamed bread at noon.
It turned out that his mother was also beginning to think about how to benefit herself. Ye Xiaomei enjoyed the food more and more, and she would surely get better and better in the future.
No, she seemed to have forgotten the delicious food that Brother Ma brought her yesterday on the bus. Xiao Ya and her mother definitely hadn’t eaten them, and they immediately felt that they had suffered a great loss.
A car was lying across the yard.
Heizi jumped down and looked into the yard suspiciously: "Sister-in-law?"
"Why are you here? Have you eaten?" Ye Xiaomei hurried over to greet him: "If you don't mind, can you have a bowl of porridge?"
Heizi smiled slyly: "No, I've already eaten. Sister-in-law, if you have time today, go see the boss. His...his leg hurts again. It hurts even when he sits in the wheelchair."
"Ah? Impossible..." Ye Xiaomei panicked. She ran to the kitchen with her half-eaten bowl of rice, put it on the stove, and wiped her mouth in a mess.
"Mom, I'm going out for a while."
Just after coming out of the kitchen, Ye Daxiong also got up and asked: "Where are you going now?"
"I... went to the county to buy some things." Ye Xiaomei lied quickly.
Ye Xiaolin, who was leaning against the doorstep of the east room, ate porridge and suddenly said sarcastically:
"Go find a man, but you're trying to lick my face and stick to a lame guy. I wonder if he thinks you can't get married."
Ye Daxiong's face darkened when he heard this. He would not tolerate even the slightest bit of sand in his eyes:
"You are not allowed to go." He cannot scold his eldest brother's daughter, but can he not scold his own daughter?
Ye Xiaomei saw it all and knew what was going on. She did not confront her father but looked at Ye Xiaolin instead:
"Sister, what are you talking about? Who said that Brother Ma is a cripple?"
Ye Xiaolin was fooled by this and couldn't tell the truth from the false. He put down his chopsticks and said angrily:
"He's not a cripple, so could it be that I am? This is a joke."
Heizi was standing outside the door, looking at the car head, feeling quite embarrassed, so he could only knock on the car window, which slowly dropped down: "Boss, you heard everything, didn't you?"
Ma Qijun opened the car door without saying a word and limped out. Heizi wanted to go forward to help him, but was stopped by Ma Qijun.
He was the one who taught Heizi what to say, but Ma Qijun thought about it all night and was still worried so he had to come along. He even felt that his wife was beaten by his father during the few hours he was away. His heart ached and he thought to himself: This is unbearable.
Now seeing Xiaomei's appearance, he felt a lot more relieved.
When everyone was standing in the Ye family's yard, Ye Xiaolin was stunned for a moment and looked at Ma Qijun up and down in disbelief.
She actually stood up?
This is impossible. Ye Xiaolin dares to guarantee it with his life. This is absolutely impossible.
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