Chapter 91: Establishing the Tragic Lover Persona Again
The ginger was quite spicy, and as soon as Yao Shula opened her mouth, she felt tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
"Since so many neighbors are here today, let's have a proper discussion."
You're saying I don't find a proper job and don't go to work properly?
Okay, what kind of job do you want me to take? Where should I work?
As everyone knows, my mother was a full-time employee at a machinery factory, and she collapsed at her post.
The government has a policy that allows me, as an adult child in the family, to take over someone else's job.
Why didn't I go? Yao Guohua, don't you know the answer?
Wasn't it because you gave that job to Song Yuling so she could become a permanent employee in order to please her?
"What kind of father are you? Giving away your own daughter's job to please a woman you're seduce!" Yao Shula said, tears streaming down her face.
My eyelids are really burning with pain!
The onlookers were all dumbfounded when they heard this.
They all knew that Yao Shula had caused a scene at Yao Guohua's wedding with her younger siblings.
At first, it was thought that Yao Shula, as the older sister, was worried that if her father remarried and had another stepmother, her younger siblings would have a hard time.
I never knew there was such a thing involved!
"Yao Guohua, have you lost your mind?!"
You gave Schumann's work to Song Yuling? What's so great about that woman that you'd even neglect your own daughter?
That's work!
"What's so good about her? What else could she be good at? She just knows how to serve people!"
Even tigers don't eat their cubs, Yao Guohua, you're worse than an animal.
"I knew it! Shura is such a nice girl. She always speaks to us so kindly and has never argued with us."
That day, something like that suddenly happened... Oh, so that's what it was all about!
Shura has a good temper. If it were me, I would have burned down the house where those two scoundrels lived.
Everyone looked at Yao Shula with pity; what a pitiful child!
Their gazes toward Yao Guohua were filled with contempt. What a despicable man, using his daughter's job to curry favor with a woman he'd slept with...
Yao Guohua was so angry he couldn't utter a word. He pointed at Yao Shula, "You...you...you're talking nonsense!"
"I'm talking nonsense! How did Song Yuling get a permanent job? And how did the factory wipe her job off? Do you dare go to the factory and ask her?"
Yao Guohua, I originally thought that you were only in your forties, and no one would stop you from remarrying or raising other people's children.
Ask yourself honestly, have you ever taken care of us?
Aside from the fact that the factory has forcibly deducted less than twenty yuan from your wages for the past few months to give to Shuxin and Shuli, have you ever taken care of us since we were little?
Now that you're not going to take care of your younger siblings, I will!
"Even if I have to scavenge for scraps or beg for food, I will raise my younger brother and sister." Yao Shula continued, tears streaming down her face.
It wasn't that Yao Shula wanted to cry, but she just couldn't control herself!
Yao Shula's words made those watching the spectacle feel a little uncomfortable.
The three little ones standing around her also started crying.
While sobbing, Yao Shuxin pulled Yao Shu behind her, and she didn't forget to point at Yao Guohua.
"If you don't want us, we won't acknowledge you either. Get out! Don't bother us. Even if we have to beg for food together, it's none of your business!"
Yao Shuli was also wiping away tears while glaring fiercely at Yao Guohua.
"Get out! Go back to supporting your kidnapped woman and her children. We'll follow our sister, begging for food and starving together, and we'll be happy!"
Little Tiantian cried the loudest.
He didn't know why he was crying so loudly.
He was pulling on the washbasin while pointing at Yao Guohua.
"You're not human! Sister Shura supports her family by taking care of the children. She doesn't eat anything herself, but gives us the good food. She secretly drinks cold water when she's hungry at night."
You have the heart of a wolf...you're not human! You should be dragged out and paraded through the streets!
When Xiaotian started crying, even the washbasin became angry and barked fiercely at Yao Guohua.
For a time, the sounds of crying and barking continued incessantly...
The onlookers looked at Yao Guohua with extreme disgust, as if he were a fly buzzing around in a public toilet.
Yao Guohua was a little confused...
Isn't it his duty to educate his own child?
Why is everyone like this now...?
He was about to speak, but Yao Shula wouldn't give him a chance at all.
Although Yao Shula's eyes were so red that she wished she could go home and wash them with cold water right away, she still managed to keep herself in high spirits.
"I don't mind suffering, but I can't let my younger siblings suffer."
Is there anything shameful about this golf game stall? How is it different from a regular Go or chess stall?
My uncle felt sorry for us, so he made three tables for us and put them here.
Master Sun felt sorry for me and let me use the newly bought yard.
My neighbors also took care of me and helped me look after my stall.
Is there anything wrong with that?
With my stall here, I can earn some money to make a living without having to go far from home, and I can take care of my younger siblings while running the stall.
Is there anything wrong with that?
I didn't steal or rob, and my stall has government-issued permits, so why is it something I'm ashamed of?
Your heart is so corrupted that everything looks dirty to you.
If I'm ashamed of what I've done, then shouldn't you, Yao Guohua and Song Yuling, go to the deepest hell?
"Everyone, please be the judge. Is it shameful for me to set up a stall to support my younger siblings?" Yao Shula asked loudly.
"It's not shameful. This is hard-earned money. I set up and packed up every day."
"Yes, what's shameful about it? Isn't this just earning money honestly?"
"Sigh, Shura has it tough. She works so hard every day, earning money while cooking for her younger siblings and helping them with their homework."
This little girl is playing both father and mother...it's so heartbreaking!
With everyone overwhelmingly supporting Yao Shula, Yao Guohua felt a little embarrassed.
Several of the people who came here to watch the game are from the machinery factory. I wonder what they'll have to say at the factory tomorrow!
"Yao Shula, don't be ungrateful..." Yao Guohua was about to point at Yao Shula and say something more when Yao Shula suddenly rushed over and knocked Yao Guohua flat on his back.
"If you have any problems, come at me. Don't listen to that woman who seduced me and harm my younger brother and sister."
"Go back and tell her that if she dares to cause any more trouble, don't blame me for burning her house down!" Yao Shula said angrily, hands on her hips.
Yao Guohua, whose tailbone was still aching from the fall, stared blankly at Yao Shula.
This is definitely not my daughter...
"Let's go! Why are you making a fool of yourself here?" A neighbor pulled Yao Guohua up and pushed him toward the main road.
"Exactly, what are you doing here? Aren't you just making our land dirty?"
"It's even ruined the feng shui of our area!"
"Get out! Get out now! I don't want to hear you buzzing around like a fly in a latrine..."
Yao Guohua was quickly pushed away by his neighbors.
Yao Shula subconsciously wiped her eyes again, just about to thank the onlookers.
Then I felt tears streaming down my face again...
Okay, today's character of a tragic yet inspiring father and mother has been established.
But these eyes...
Yao Shula could only bow to everyone, then covered her eyes and quickly went home.
This is too much to bear...
The little ones and a dog, upon seeing this, also cried and ran after them home...
The neighbors and people playing ball gathered to watch...
"Sigh, it's not easy for Xiao Yao!" The police officer at the station sighed.
"It's so tough, how did you end up with such a dad!" The man wearing sunglasses sighed.
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