Chapter 2
The sky is clear and the autumn wind is not dry.
Zhao Xiaoli secretly pried open the door of the Yun family. The sound of Yun Mian being beaten reached her ears through the crack in the door. Every time the broom knob fell on Yun Mian, Zhao Xiaoli's little heart trembled.
The background sound was even richer, with Yunjin's scolding, Yunmian's crying, and even the sound of the chickens nearby flapping their wings and screaming in panic.
"You stinky girl, your mother works hard every day to earn money, just to let you go out and roll in the mud?!"
"Still crying! Stop crying! If you cry again, I will sew your mouth shut?"
"What sin did I commit in my previous life that I have to have someone as troublesome as you in this life? Look at you..."
Yun Mian cried so loudly that it was deafening, and she still had time to refute the accusations with sobs. She would argue with Yun Jin every time he scolded her.
"Wow, wow, wow, I'm not a little brat! I'm an angel!!"
“You hit me and you won’t let me cry… You might as well sew my mouth shut. I don’t want to talk anymore in my life, wow…”
"You're talking nonsense! You clearly said before that I was your little baby! You said I was your sweetheart!!"
Zhao Xiaoli listened to the village bully Yun Mianmian's constant arguing and felt that the direction of the story seemed to be becoming more dangerous.
As expected, Yun Jin was shocked and disgusted at first by Yun Mian's words about little angel, little darling, and sweetheart. After she came to her senses, she laughed so hard that she forgot to hold back the strength with which she was beating people.
Listening to the heart-wrenching cry of little Yun Mianmian, Zhao Xiaoli shuddered with lingering fear. While the vicious Yun Jin inside had not discovered her yet, she hurriedly ran away from this chaotic place.
"Task progress: 2 percent." The villain role-playing system 035 squatted on the wall of Yunjin's house, watching the heroine's figure disappear quickly as if being chased by a dog, and couldn't help but doubt Tongsheng.
Something is wrong with the plot.
The protagonist... There seems to be something wrong with the protagonist.
So who can explain to me why the four-year-old Koi doll in the plot would show a subtle expression that only adults would have?
The system looked back at the mother and daughter in the chaos and sighed deeply.
His 3748th host... is in danger!!
Ten minutes later.
Yunmian, wearing only a thin coat, huddled in a corner, her big watery eyes with distinct black and white colors opened, and from time to time she would steal a glance at her mother who was washing clothes and cursing.
Then, in the face of my mother's increasingly suppressed anger, I shrank my neck like a quail, but still mustered up the courage to move closer to her little by little.
"Mom~" The little girl's childish voice was soft and full of obvious flattery, which made her sound particularly endearing.
Yun Jin glanced at her coldly: "Don't call me mom, I will pretend that you don't exist!"
Yunmian admitted her mistake: "Mianmian is wrong, please don't be angry, mom~"
Yun Jin: “…”
Just admit your mistake, why are you pulling my sleeve and acting like a spoiled child? !
But it was the nature of mother and daughter that made Yun Jin helpless as she watched her daughter acting like a spoiled brat and admitting her mistakes.
With a resigned sigh, Yun Jin shook off the cold well water on his hands, wiped them casually on his body, and then pinched his daughter's ears with his hands that were red from being soaked in cold water.
I didn't even dare to use any strength, at most I just chilled her a little.
"Look, why don't you play something else? You're such a grown-up girl, but you insist on rolling in the mud? Are you cold? If you're cold, go back to bed and curl up, or you'll catch a cold."
While chattering, Yun Jin couldn't help but poke the little girl's forehead with a little force, hoping that she could learn a lesson this time.
However, Yun Jin knew best what kind of temper her daughter had.
She's a 10-pound girl, but her whole body must weigh at least 9.5 pounds of rebellious bones. It's better to hope that the sun will rise from the west tomorrow than to expect her to be obedient.
So after saying this, Yun Jin was mentally prepared for this naughty girl to be stubborn.
But to her surprise, Yun Mian not only did not argue, but also held the hand that she stretched out to poke her forehead, and with a frown on her face, she held the hand and kept putting it into her own arms.
"Mom, your hands are so cold, like lumps of ice!" The little girl complained as she lowered her head and blew air on her hands. The little bun on her head trembled as well.
Feeling his right hand slowly warming up, Yun Jin was stunned for a second and suddenly felt a little sad.
But she suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her heart, smiled, and asked as always: "Do you know my hands are cold now? When you grow up a little bit, I won't wash your clothes anymore. You have to wash them by yourself in the future. Let's see what you will do then."
Yunmian didn't know her mother was touched. She thought about it seriously and then showed her caring spirit. She answered happily, "It's okay. I'll go fight with the kids in the village. If I win, I'll ask them to help me wash my clothes! And help mom wash them too. This way, mom won't have to work so hard!"
He has no idea of his own fighting ability, and his words are full of the arrogance of a five-year-old kid. He also thinks he is very filial and capable.
Yun Jin: “…”
Thank you, I feel honored.
She wanted to beat the child again, but this time the little girl was only wearing a thin layer of clothes. If she really beat her, she, as the mother, would probably be the one who would feel distressed first.
Unhappily pulling his hand out of the little girl's arms, Yun Jin faced her accusing gaze and tugged on her pigtails, warning her through gritted teeth: "Don't bully other kids again, or I'll break your legs!"
Little Yun Mianmian, who had been threatened by her mother since they met, was obviously still very unconvinced, but when she lowered her head, she could see her clothes covered in mud and her mother's pale and red hands soaked in the large wooden basin.
So she grumbled and swallowed her anger, and decided to find a nice sunny day to catch Zhao Xiaoli's brother and give him a good beating!
It's not that Yun Mianmian is spineless and doesn't dare to bully Zhao Xiaoli's brother, but Zhao Xiaoli has three brothers! Her two fists can't beat so many hands...
"Good Mianmian won't suffer a loss in front of her." The little girl said confidently: "Uncle, don't worry, I will beat them up and make them cry when they are alone, which will definitely cause a lot of trouble for the protagonist!"
System: "...Is there no other way to avoid taking action?"
Clearly, when it bound to Yunmian, the little girl was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and broken eyes. She looked extremely well-behaved and fragile, as if she would be blown away by the wind. How come she stood up again as if she had a last burst of energy just by changing the world and body?
Uncle System's inquiries caused Yunmian some trouble.
A way to cause trouble without taking action...
She lay on the creaking straw bed, holding her little face and tilting her head to look carefully at her mother's back as she washed her clothes, her eyes gradually becoming empty and dull.
After Yun Jin poured basin after basin of muddy water, she finally washed the worn-out clothes. When she went out to hang them up and came back in, she saw her daughter sleeping soundly on the bed.
Yun Jin paused before entering the room, sighed and shook her head, walked over, folded the quilt into two layers and covered her daughter with it, then opened the door, sat on the edge of the bed, facing the sunlight outside, and continued to mend a basket of clothes.
And on the other side is Zhao Guangcheng's family.
After Zhao Xiaoli ran all the way home in a panic, before she had time to catch her breath, she heard the sarcastic voice of her third aunt.
"Oh~ You still remember to come back, second sister-in-law. I'm not saying anything, but your little Li is four years old and will soon be five, right? Why is she still running around like a wild child all day long?"
The breath that Zhao Xiaoli was about to take was forcibly held back by her words. She raised her fair and tender face with a look of astonishment and looked at the person who spoke in disbelief.
Li Fang didn't care about the expression on the child's face, and continued to speak in a long tone: "Other girls can help with housework when they are two or three years old. Xiaoli is so old, but she can't even light a stove. What will happen to her when she grows up? No matter how much you spoil your child, you can't harm her, right?"
Zhao Xiaoli: “…”
The look of disbelief on her face gradually faded away. She turned her head to look at her mother, who looked decades younger than she remembered, standing at the door of the main hall, wondering how she would respond to what Third Aunt said.
Zhao Xiaoli's mother was a very ordinary and gentle person, but when her daughter was ridiculed by her sister-in-law, she couldn't help but turn cold even though she had a good temper. She didn't even bother to give her face, and she replied directly: "How my daughter grows up is my business, you don't need to bother disciplining her."
After saying that, she didn't want to stand there and chat with Li Fang anymore. She had already noticed her daughter's expression when she came back, so she pulled Zhao Xiaoli back to her room.
Zhao Xiaoli originally thought that the relatives in her memory were already very bad, but who would have thought that just after she came back, her third aunt made her understand what outrageous was.
At this moment, facing her mother's somewhat worried and inquiring gaze, Zhao Xiaoli came to her senses and smiled at her pretending to be ignorant.
In fact, Zhao Xiaoli lived a much better life than most people in her previous life. She was lucky since she was a child, and no one could really bully her. It seemed that God was helping her, and everything went smoothly for her.
But if that were the case, she would not have been reborn, and she would not have watched Yun Mian commit suicide after being reborn.
Since she was able to be reborn this time, she would definitely not go down the same path as in her previous life! She would not be so foolish as to ask for whatever luck she had taken in advance this time!
Thinking of her extremely miserable old age before her rebirth, Zhao Xiaoli rubbed the soft flesh on her cheeks, took a deep breath, and made up her mind to change her fate.
Since she wants to change her fate, she has to think carefully about how to change it correctly.
Should we start with the small things around us, or stop borrowing our good luck in advance?
But if they didn't use their good luck in advance, then Mom and Dad wouldn't have enough confidence to separate from this family of extremely bad relatives, and they wouldn't be able to move to the county town in a few years...
Thinking and doing are indeed two different things. Zhao Xiaoli sighed in frustration, collapsed weakly on the bed, opened her eyes and stared in a daze at the dark tiles that were faintly lit above her head.
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