Chapter 229: Doing Well or Not
She continued to scold him, almost roaring, "There are so many things to do at home, how can you not see?! You have no initiative at all, and you always have to be told to do everything!"
Cai Shufen grew increasingly angry as she spoke, her voice almost filled with resentment: "We took you in, fed you, gave you a place to live, and even paid for your education. That's already more than enough!"
She was so enraged she was practically hysterical. "You have no conscience at all. You pretend not to see or hear anything every day. How have we wronged you?"
Cheng Yingzi was just coming out of the utility room when she heard this barrage of scolding. The repression and anger in her heart finally erupted, and she couldn't help but roar, "Enough! Stop talking!"
She stood still, staring at Cai Shufen who was sitting on the sofa with anger in her eyes.
"Aunt, you have to understand that what I did far exceeded my responsibility!"
"The one who really doesn't see these chores at home is never me, but you guys!"
She calmly but unyieldingly pointed out, "This house was left to us by our grandparents. It was clearly divided at the time, and we have the right to live here. It's not your family's private property."
"Don't assume I'm your servant just because I've registered my household here! Don't expect me to do all the dirty work around the house."
She continued to refute: "You have sons and daughters, hands and feet, it's not like you can't move, why do you have to wait for me to do it?!"
"Why can't it be your son or daughter who does it?!"
There was a hint of sarcasm and anger in her voice. "Why do you always have to wait for me to come back to do these things?"
These words sound like a needle prick, but they hit the nail on the head.
Cai Shufen's face was filled with rage. She sneered and said, "Oh, we were so kind to support you with food and schooling, but you've become an ungrateful person and scolded us. These days, you're the fastest to repay kindness with enmity!"
At this time, her uncle Cheng Weiping, who had been standing by and had not spoken a word, suddenly became gloomy and scolded her with a long face: "Yingzi, how can you talk to your aunt like this? It's absolutely outrageous!"
He added in an unyielding tone, "Now apologize immediately, and then do all the housework and stop making trouble."
Cheng Yingzi sneered, with disdain and sarcasm on her lips: "Okay, okay, then I'll show you today."
As she spoke, she clenched the envelope hidden in her arms with both hands, which contained the solid evidence of the household chores and accounts she had recorded over the years.
She turned and walked to the sink, picking up the unwashed dishes with a firm step.
She didn't go to wash them directly, but walked out of the kitchen, came to the door, and handed the pile of dishes to Cheng Huihui who was leaning against the door and watching the fun.
Cheng Huihui's face suddenly changed, and she was shocked. Almost driven by instinct, she moved her feet slightly and took a step back.
She looked at Cheng Yingzi warily, her tone a bit flustered and uneasy: "What are you doing? What do you want to do?"
Cheng Yingzi said nothing, and moved quickly and decisively, without giving anyone time to react. She stuffed the bowl, which was stained with oil, shiny greasy, and still had food residue, into Cheng Huihui's quilt!
This sudden action made Cheng Huihui scream, and her scream of "Ah--" almost pierced the ceiling.
Her mind went blank in an instant and she almost fainted!
Her quilt was her favorite and most cherished thing. She folded it neatly and placed it on the bed every day and never allowed anyone to touch it.
Now it has been ruined by Cheng Yingzi!
Cheng Huihui reacted violently, immediately flipping over the quilt and frantically throwing out the dirty, greasy bowls and chopsticks, fearing that if they were touched for even a second longer they would be contaminated with the disgusting dirt.
Her heart was boiling with rage, and she turned around angrily, wanting to find Cheng Yingzi to settle the score.
But as soon as he stopped and looked up, he was so shocked by the scene before him that he was speechless.
It turned out that Cheng Yingzi was holding a mop in her hand, and the mop was clearly wet with toilet water and was shaking in her hand.
She remained calm and walked towards Cheng Pengnan's room step by step.
Cai Shufen, who was standing nearby, also screamed, "Cheng Yingzi, what on earth are you going to do?"
Her heart skipped a beat, and her voice was filled with panic and anxiety.
Cheng Yingzi's mouth curled up, with an inexplicable smile on her face, even a little proud. She looked at Cai Shufen and said slowly: "Aunt, I'm helping you clean up. Isn't this very diligent?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the next second she did not hesitate to push the mop that was just stained with toilet water and emitted a pungent odor, wiped the edge of the bed, and dragged it across Cheng Pengnan's bed!
You know, Cheng Pengnan has never touched such filthy and dirty things since he was a child.
When he was at home, he had everything he wanted, and even when he wanted to eat a chicken leg, his mother had to peel the skin off in advance, being very careful, for fear that her son would get even a little bit of grease on him.
At this moment, seeing Cheng Yingzi approaching him with a dirty mop in hand, his mind suddenly went blank, as if it had crashed for a moment, and he could only shrink back instinctively.
His only thought was - No!
So dirty!
I can't let this thing touch me!
But what was even more difficult for him to accept was that Cheng Yingzi actually dragged his clean white quilt back and forth so openly!
"Cheng Yingzi, are you crazy?"
Cheng Pengnan could no longer hold back and yelled at the top of his lungs, "You're unhappy, it's your family's own business, it's not Wogan's fault. Why are you taking your anger out on us siblings? You're doing this on purpose! You're trying to hurt me!"
At the same time, Cai Shufen on the side was also furious at this scene.
She grabbed Cheng Yingzi's hand, stepped forward and pushed her away mercilessly.
Her eyes were red, her face was filled with rage, and she yelled hysterically, "Why are you trying to harm my son and daughter? Tell me! What is your purpose?"
Cheng Yingzi was pushed hard and hit the edge of an old wooden cabinet in the corner.
She staggered a few steps, and a bump appeared on her forehead with a bang, and it swelled up instantly.
She covered her forehead, her face without a trace of panic. Instead, she sneered and said, "Auntie, am I not saving you trouble? You make me work every day and think I'm idle. Now that I'm doing it, what? You blame me?"
Her voice was not loud, but it was like a sharp blade, cutting through the already tense atmosphere.
"Whenever Huihui and Pengnan make something dirty, they have to wash it themselves. By the way, they will also help you clean up the dishes and sweep the floor."
"You said you're working alone and it's very hard, and no one helps you. So I'll remind them to do more, share some of the work for you, and relieve some of your pressure."
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