The Zhao family at this time.
Aunt Zhao, nicknamed Honeycomb Coal, is talking about her great achievements.
"Hey, no matter who this new neighbor is, no matter how powerful he is, he can't escape my control. But with a little trick, I got thirty yuan for our family."
As Aunt Zhao's son, Zhao Wuwei was of course happy about the extra 30 yuan in income. He said, "Mom is really good. She can always get what she wants by scheming against others. I'm not like that. I still need to learn more from her."
Zhao Wuwei's wife also spoke up: "Yes, Mom, teach me your great skills, let me learn from you and make more money for our family."
Being praised by her son and daughter-in-law, Aunt Zhao was very happy and agreed to everything: "No problem, no problem."
In the corner of the room, Zhao Xiaodi and her sister covered the three-year-old sister's ears, not wanting her to hear what the three people were saying.
"Wow wow wow wow wow"
Suddenly there was a baby crying in the room.
This was the third-generation grandson the Zhao family had finally gotten. As soon as he started crying, the two women in the main room became nervous. Zhao Wuwei's wife valued her son the most. Seeing Zhao Xiaodi and that money-loser standing aside, she not only scolded them but also reached out to pinch them: "You two money-loser bastards, I told you to look after your brother, and he's crying, why don't you go in and comfort him!"
Her already frail body was very painful when pinched. Although Zhao Xiaodi's mind was already used to it, her body still felt the pain and tears came to her eyes.
She didn't cry out in pain, but just protected her sister.
The younger one, still confused, started crying too. The noise from both inside and outside the house was so deafening that Aunt Zhao started scolding them: "Alright, stop making a fuss outside. Why are you settling scores with two little brats here when you don't want to go in and comfort my eldest grandson?"
"Hey, Mom, I'll go in right away." Zhao Wuwei's wife withdrew her hand, glared at the two money-losing guys, walked into the house, and hugged her son to coax him.
“Knock, knock, knock—”
There was a knock on the gate of their compound.
The noise was so loud that all five households in the compound came out of their houses to see what was going on.
When the Zhao family came out, they saw the newly moved neighbor. The pretty daughter-in-law was followed by a young man who was a head taller than her. She had a smile on her face, but she was showing off her special skills with her hands.
Song Jiayu was holding a two-meter-high wooden board in her hand. Not only did she do it effortlessly, she was also able to imitate the door and see how to install it back.
Being stared at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes, she cursed in her heart, "How dare you touch my porcelain with a door", but she smiled embarrassedly twice on her face.
"The door of your compound is too fragile. I only knocked on it three times and it slipped off. How can it stop this thief?"
People in the compound: This is the first time I see someone destroying the gate and still speaking so elegantly!
But no one dared to answer, mainly because the gate had been repaired by people in the compound. It had two large wooden boards with a solid wood core. One man could not move it, and it required two men to lift it easily.
But this pretty wife is alone...
Song Jiayu used the hammer and nails she brought with her to knock on the big wooden door. After reinstalling it, she also tested whether the wooden door was sturdy. After finding that it was completely fine, she returned the hammer to Beiwang and said, "I've done your compound a big favor. No need to thank me!"
Everyone in the compound: It seems there’s no need to thank you…
Song Jiayu swept her eyes across the crowd coming out of the compound, confirmed her target, and hurriedly took a few steps forward. The absolute pressure of force forced the three Zhao family members to retreat.
Especially Zhao Wuwei and his wife, who had Aunt Zhao standing in front of them.
"What...what's the matter?" Aunt Zhao asked with a bit of a stutter.
Song Jiayu smiled. In front of everyone, she straightened the bent iron nails that were used to nail the wooden board. The sight of her bending iron with her bare hands made everyone in the compound feel nervous.
"Beiwang, this nail can still be used, put it away."
After saying that, he gave the nail to Song Beiwang and rushed towards the Zhao family with a forced smile.
"Aunt Zhao, I was at work today and wasn't in the square. I didn't see my two-year-old child injure your child's hand, but I came here with good intentions. I'm going to take the injured little girl to the hospital affiliated with our military factory. If she's sick, we'll treat her. If she's not, we'll buy her some nutritional supplements. Regardless of how serious the injury is, my family will cover the medical expenses."
"No, that's not necessary. You just need to give me thirty yuan." Aunt Zhao continued.
Song Jiayu shook her head, a look of disapproval on her face. "That's impossible. My family just moved here. You don't understand. My family used to live in the compound where we lived. We were well-known for our kindness. If I say I want to take the little girl to see to her injuries, then I have to do it."
After saying that, without caring about how the Zhao family members would react, he walked directly to the main hall of the Zhao family and saw Zhao Xiaodi. The little girl had yellow hair and no flesh on her cheeks, which made her eyes look very big. He cursed the Zhao family in his heart for being unkind. Since they had given birth to a child, they had to raise it. Not to mention the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor in the modern era, but they still had to make sure the child had enough to eat!
"Zhao Xiaodi, right? Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."
Aunt Zhao, who came in from behind, stopped Song Jiayu and said, "No, you can't take my child away."
Song Jiayu pushed the person away and said, "Auntie, why don't you understand my feelings? Everyone says that your child was injured by my child. If I don't pay attention to your child, then what kind of person will I be in Tianshui Lane?"
Aunt Zhao was pushed to the side of her biological son, and both mother and son retreated out of the door because of this force.
Seeing Song Jiayu taking Zhao Xiaodi away without caring about anything.
The family was afraid that many things would be exposed.
Shouting without thinking.
"Someone come! Someone is snatching the child!"
"Don't just stand there, help!"
“…”
Since the people in the compound live with the Zhao family day and night, how could they not know what kind of life Zhao Xiaodi lives in the Zhao family?
Everyone pretended not to see or hear anything, and let the Zhao family members yell and curse wherever they wanted. Some of those who had been bullied were still wondering why the new neighbors didn't beat up the Zhao family members too.
Bringing the little girl out, holding someone's hand, the little hand in the big hand was very thin, like a chicken claw, without any flesh, only a thin layer of skin covering the finger bones.
However, that red mole on the edge of the palm...
A memory came to my mind. During the Chinese New Year that year, several nephews of the Jiang family brought little Li Ba and little Fubao from the compound to eat a roasted chicken at the home of Lin Yin, a woman who had been crazy for several years.
"My dear has a red mole on the palm of her left hand, and there's also a red birthmark on her back the size of a fingernail and shaped like a butterfly's wing..."
These words gradually floated out from my memories, becoming clearer and clearer.
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