Chapter 33 Mom, I don’t want to work at Jinxing Machinery Factory anymore
Zhong Xiaohua returned home in a daze.
As soon as she entered the yard, the big yellow dog at home ran past her feet, barking miserably with its tail between its legs. Its originally fluffy dandelion-like hair was burnt, and there was a strange smell of meat and burnt things.
Zhong Xiaohua frowned and covered her nose. Before she could react, a laundry mallet flew out from the rickety wooden door and hit her nose.
She felt dizzy and the place where she was hit quickly became swollen and painful. When she wiped it with her hand, she started bleeding from her nose.
As the hammer flew out, there were also the desperate cries of a woman and the angry roars of a man.
"Fuck you, you bitch, are you qualified to care about my business? You're itching for a fight, right? I'm being a little nice to you, and you're just being so arrogant. So what if I just took the money? What do you, a dead woman, know? I'm the head of the family. If I say this business has a future, it's guaranteed to have one!"
It was the voice of her father Zhong Wei.
"Husband, you really can't take any more money from our family. We can hardly pay for Zhong Xiang's tuition! No matter what, you have to leave some for our son!" Zhong Hong cried so hard that she was out of breath and her voice was hoarse.
"Fuck you!"
There was a crackling sound and the sound of punches hitting flesh in the house. Zhong Hong cried even louder. The rickety wooden door was kicked open and completely scrapped.
Zhong Wei picked up Zhong Hong like a dog without self-respect, threw her into the mud, and beat her up.
"As a woman, why don't you say one more word about my affairs? What should I do if I don't have money? What should I do if you ask me?"
Zhong Wei was panting with exhaustion. When he said this, he smiled frivolously, stood up, lifted Zhong Hong's chin with his foot, and sucked on it like he was teasing a puppy.
"If you don't have money, go sell it. Isn't that the widow Wang from our village? She has a big and beautiful butt, and her business is booming. She can make more money lying there in one night than I make in a month."
Zhong Hong sobbed and cried, but dared not speak out.
Zhong Wei suddenly felt bored, so he snatched the last bit of money and meat tickets from the house and prepared to leave.
Finally, when he passed by Zhong Xiaohua, he stopped and looked at her with interest, his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Xiaohua, how are you doing at the factory? Have you received your salary?"
He tried to smile as kindly as possible, but his eyes were full of greed, and he completely ignored the blood flowing from Zhong Xiaohua's nose.
"If you get your salary, give some money to your dad. It's not easy for him to raise you."
Zhong Xiaohua lowered her eyes, her face twitching slightly in pain: "Dad, not yet."
Zhong Wei tutted, his expression changing faster than turning the pages of a book. He furrowed his brows and cursed, "Big or small, they're all money-losing goods!"
After saying that, he looked at Zhong Xiaohua with disdain, and left in a leisurely manner with the money and meat tickets.
"Mom." Zhong Xiaohua slowly walked towards Zhong Hong, who was crying bitterly on the ground, and called her in a very soft voice.
"You're just coming back so late, are you going to starve your mother and your elder brother to death?"
Zhong Hong got up and started scolding Zhong Xiaohua, as if she wanted to vent all her unhappiness on her.
"Your father was a debt collector in his past life, and so are you. Big and small, you're all debt collectors! Why don't you just die? What's the point of living? Just die!"
When she cursed more deeply, her hair was disheveled and her eyes were filled with hatred. She was not satisfied yet and hit Zhong Xiaohua madly with her hands, causing the place on Zhong Xiaohua that was swollen from being hit by the hoe last time to ache slightly.
"You all go to hell! You all go to hell!"
"It's all your fault! If I hadn't given birth to you, how could I have ended up like this? I would have left you long ago! I wish you had died earlier! Why do you even want to live in this world!"
After Zhong Hong vented her anger powerlessly, she cried a few times and slid to her knees.
Zhong Xiaohua covered her still bleeding nose and took a step back: "Mom, I'll go cook after you're done."
Zhong Hong was stunned.
After saying that, Zhong Xiaohua walked around her and went to the kitchen as if nothing had happened.
Zhong Xiaohua raised her head, waited for the nosebleed to stop, found a piece of cloth to plug her bleeding nose, and as usual, skillfully used matches to start a fire and cook.
I made rice porridge with yesterday's leftover sweet potatoes, a pile of pickles, pickled radishes, stir-fried vegetables, and scrambled eggs with green onions.
My eldest brother Zhong Xiang is about to get out of school at this time. If the food is not ready by then, he will get very angry.
Last time, because she didn't make his favorite scrambled eggs with green onions, her brother set her hair on fire in the middle of the night.
If it hadn't been discovered in time, my scalp might have been burned off.
So, compared to her mother beating and scolding her, Zhong Xiaohua is actually most afraid of her elder brother Zhong Xiang.
He always does things that hurt himself in a joking way.
Zhong Xiang returned home from school half an hour later.
As soon as he got home, he threw away his bag and kept saying that he was hungry and wanted to eat.
Boys of this age are all gluttons and can spend a lot of food coupons in one meal.
By the time Zhong Xiaohua brought the rice porridge and vegetables to the table and she took the bowl and chopsticks to eat, only some leftovers were left.
Zhong Xiang doesn't eat fast, but he is very protective of his food. Whenever he sees something delicious, he will take the dish away and put it in front of himself, and also serve a large bowl of rice porridge.
Even if Zhong Hong wanted to eat it, she couldn’t, and Zhong Xiaohua was even less qualified to eat it.
Zhong Xiaohua was so hungry that her stomach ached, but she could only drink thin rice porridge and gnaw on choking sweet potatoes as usual.
Zhong Xiang's bowl was filled with food, especially the bowl of scrambled eggs with green onions, which was almost all in his bowl.
"Hey, Zhong Xiaohua!" Zhong Xiang picked up a piece of scrambled egg with his chopsticks and deliberately shook it at Zhong Xiaohua, "Do you want to eat it?"
This is Zhong Xiang’s favorite game.
Every time he used up a small amount of food that he couldn't finish, his sister would wag her tail and beg for mercy like a puppy, throwing away her self-esteem and showing gratitude to him.
Every time this happens, Zhong Xiang has a feeling.
He is an almighty emperor.
If it were any other time, Zhong Xiaohua would definitely come to beg him with a pitiful look on her face.
But this time, Zhong Xiaohua was absent-minded and had no reaction, not even a glance at him.
Zhong Xiang frowned, feeling unhappy.
"Hey? I'm talking to you." He reached out with his chopsticks and knocked on Zhong Xiaohua's forehead. "You loser, how dare you ignore me?"
Zhong Xiaohua cried out in pain, pursed her lips, lowered her head and dared not say a word.
"It's boring."
Zhong Xiang felt bored immediately after seeing her behavior, and even lost interest in teasing her.
He hurriedly ate the food in the bowl, and when he had eaten two-thirds of it, he was so full that he rolled his eyes. However, in order to prevent Zhong Hong and the others from taking advantage of him, he forced himself to finish it.
After the meal, Zhong Xiaohua washed the dishes as usual. He pushed the dishes away as usual, wiped the corner of his mouth, patted his butt and went into the house.
Only Zhong Hong and Zhong Xiaohua were left at the dinner table.
Zhong Xiaohua poked the thin rice porridge with chopsticks for a long time before she mustered up the courage to speak.
"Mom, I don't want to work in the factory anymore."
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