Chapter 12 Auntie, please stop playing with poop, I'm scared!
The cub's unintentional words struck Liu Qing like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
There was half a needle stuck in the egg...
Will the police find anything out?
But what if they come and search every house for the remaining half of the needle's eye?
Liu Qing broke out in a cold sweat. Fearing suspicion would fall on her, she hurriedly left.
"ah--!"
A sharp, stabbing pain came from the soles of my feet, as if something had pierced through them, and my cloth shoes were instantly soaked in blood.
Liu Qing lost his balance and his head hit the corner of the stone table.
The blister on his forehead, which had just been scalded by hot water, burst instantly, and pus flowed all over his face, leaving him looking utterly disheveled and swollen.
Liu Qing collapsed to the ground, struggling to pry open his feet, only to find the soles of his cloth shoes embedded in them.
... ...it's a rusty half of a needle's eye!
Sang Zhizhi rushed out the moment she heard the commotion.
Seeing that Aunt Liu's expression clearly showed anger and frustration, yet she seemed afraid to make a sound.
This shouldn't be...
Given the nature of this wicked aunt, shouldn't she take advantage of this situation and then refuse to leave to extort money from people?
Why does she look so guilty?
The cub's gaze slowly shifted to Liu Qing's bleeding foot...
"Auntie, you're bleeding!" She toddled over with her short legs and asked with concern, "Oh no! Your foot is bleeding! Let me see!"
"Get away!" Liu Qing screamed in fear, backing away. "Don't touch me!"
Sang Zhizhi was startled by her overreaction, and she blinked blankly.
Did that mean auntie step on an electrical wire?
Why are you getting all worked up?
What exactly was she stepping on?
At the same time, Deng Qiu and his wife also went out of the house to check.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing her suddenly fall like that, Deng Qiu was extremely worried, fearing it might cause trouble.
Seeing that everyone was there, Liu Qing was afraid that someone would see through his disguise, so he didn't dare to remove the needles from the soles of his feet.
She forced herself to get up despite the excruciating pain and said through gritted teeth, "I didn't see where I was going and I twisted my ankle. I'm going now."
Seeing the bloody footprints on the ground, Sang Zhizhi followed them, unwilling to give up.
"Auntie, let me help you!"
"No need, no need!"
"But your foot is bleeding, are you really okay?"
"Oh, I already said I don't need it, go away!"
Liu Qing felt extremely guilty and wanted to get rid of this brat as soon as possible, so he walked faster and faster. Without paying attention, he stepped directly into the stinky dog poop at the entrance of the alley.
She felt a sensation of stepping in poop under her feet; thick yellow dog poop instantly covered her feet, and a stench assaulted her nostrils.
When Liu Qing looked down and saw what she had stepped on, she was stunned for a full three seconds.
"ah--!"
Liu Qing's frantic screams once again shattered the tranquility of the alley.
Having witnessed everything, Sang Zhizhi covered her eyes with her hands, but peeked through a crack in her fingers.
Sang Zhizhi: Σ( ° △ °|||)！ ！ ？
"Wow, it stinks! Auntie... you stepped in dog poop."
Little Zhizhi silently moved a few steps away, her little face wrinkling up as if a small white steamed bun had been squeezed.
"Alright, Auntie, why don't you wash your feet? I won't help you anymore. My mom doesn't let me play with people who 'scratch poop'..."
Liu Qing's screams were so loud that they attracted many neighbors in the alley to come out and see.
"Pfft! Liu Qing, how old are you, still playing with poop?"
"People in the countryside treat manure like a treasure. You've come to the city but don't grow vegetables. Just give up."
Those who ridiculed her were people who usually disliked Liu Qing's character.
These whispers pierced Liu Qing's ears, sharp as if they were scraping her eardrums with a knife.
Liu Qing finally managed to shed the label of a country bumpkin.
Now that she has made such a fool of herself in front of her neighbors, her rational psychological defenses are almost collapsing.
"Shut up!"
Liu Qing, disregarding his image, cursed wildly, "Which damned bastard let a dog poop here?! I'll fuck your ancestors!"
The children in the neighboring courtyard joined in with laughter and chatter.
"If it's your dog, Gou Dan, pooping everywhere he goes, who else could it be?!"
"Your dog is the only one in this yard that barks at everyone it sees and poops everywhere. Aunt Liu used to praise your dog for being so protective of its owner, but now it's smearing its poop on you too, hahaha!"
"Bullshit! Don't slander my son!"
Liu Qing wanted nothing more than to tear the mouths of these scoundrels apart, but with every step she took, the piercing pain in the soles of her feet made her break out in a cold sweat.
Sang Zhizhi couldn't help but giggle out loud.
I never expected that such talented people would come from this compound.
The mischievous words of these older and younger brothers were like knives stabbing the heart of a wicked aunt.
Feeling Liu Qing's fierce glare, Zhizhi tilted her head innocently and pointed to her trouser leg, saying:
"Auntie... if you don't wash the dog poop soon, the whole yard will smell it! Auntie's so embarrassed!"
Liu Qing broke through her defenses, but when her gaze fell on the small figure behind Zhi Zhi, she immediately forgot her anger and limped home desperately.
'Bang!'
Liu Qing closed the door, and soon the sounds of beating and cursing came from inside.
Following this was the boy's intermittent sobs.
Sang Zhizhi couldn't hear clearly; she could only vaguely make out a few words.
"...Mom, didn't you used to praise the dog as a good dog that could poop? Why did you hit me!"
"Stop hitting me! It wasn't me who pulled it!"
"Mom! Mom, there's dog poop on my head from your pants! Don't hit me!"
The neighbors and children outside the courtyard heard it and burst into laughter.
Little Zhizhi had watched the play for a while, clapped her hands, and prepared to go home.
But as soon as she turned around, she bumped right into the two Gan Su brothers behind her.
Oh?
Why is the older brother out too?
Did he also discover that Aunt Liu was hiding something?
Sang Zhizhi wanted to go home and share this with her parents, but Jiang Gansu unexpectedly stretched out his arm to stop her.
"Did you do this on purpose?"
"What?"
Zhizhi was stunned for a moment.
Gan Su's eyes were filled with suspicion. "Liu Qing just fell down. Did you do it?"
Sang Zhizhi: ... ...?
She pointed to herself, "Me?"
Sang Zhizhi was both angry and amused, her cheeks puffed out like a pufferfish. "You think I'd let her fall down and step in dog poop? I'm not even as tall as an onion, how could I possibly handle all this trouble?"
She was so angry that she didn't even bother to say anything!
"What a coincidence!" Jiang Gansu said coldly, "You cursed the person who harmed me at the clinic, and Liu Qing's curse came true. Even a fool knows what's going on!"
She's not some lucky charm or a jinx who can make anything happen.
Ultimately, it must have been her deliberate attempt to frame Liu Qing and clear her mother's name.
Now it was Sang Zhizhi's turn to be full of questions.
She was so angry with him!
Sang Zhizhi, in a huff, turned to look at the timid Zhenwei and demanded, "Tell me! What happened here!"
"Huh? Me?"
Zhenwei scratched his head, then his eyes suddenly lit up.
"I understand! She said the person who harmed my brother will have sores on their head, pus oozing from their feet, and will step in dog poop when they go out. Aunt Liu will be unlucky! This is because—"
Zhenwei concluded with absolute certainty: "She's a master of jinxing!"
Gan Su: "... ..."
Sang Zhizhi raised her hand to her forehead; she really shouldn't have trusted the fool.
Immediately, she rolled her eyes and slapped Jiang Gansu's hand away.
"Since you enjoy framing people so much, then I wish you a taste of what it's like to be framed. Get out of here!"
She couldn't be bothered to argue with this stubborn guy.
Watching her small figure go home, Jiang Gansu's eyes were cold and deep, and he immediately followed after her.
The three little radish heads returned home one after the other.
I saw my parents setting up their newly bought television.
Television sets were extremely expensive and rare these days, and the children in the compound had never even seen one.
As Jiang Gansu entered the house, he saw his father affectionately patting Sang Zhizhi's head.
He had never seen his father so tender before, and his eyes dimmed.
"Dad... I'm going to report him."
He practically forced those words out of his throat.
Noticing that the whole family was looking at him, Jiang Gansu pointed at Sang Zhizhi expressionlessly.
She said, word by word, "Aunt Liu didn't push Sang Zhizhi; she fell down on her own!"
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