After a good night's sleep, Meng Zhiyu woke up early in the morning to wash and make breakfast. Lu looked tired, and it was obvious without asking that she must not have slept well.
A pair of bloodshot eyes glared at Meng Zhiyu with hatred, as if he wanted to eat her. "Bitch, where did you get that letter from? You really don't want me to have a good life, right? You're such a heartless person! Even if I had a dog, it would be better than you."
Meng Zhiyu slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, trying to cool it down faster. "You are so shameless! I would have vomited even if you hadn't said it. If it were true, it would be fine. But not only are you not telling the truth, you're saying the opposite. From childhood to adulthood, I've done every chore in the family. How are you nice to me? Are you nice to me when you beat me, or when you let me watch you eat meat and gnaw on bones? A pig's skin is not as thick as yours, right?"
Before Mrs. Lu could say anything, there was a knock on the door. Mrs. Lu didn't want to open it, but the knocking continued. Mrs. Lu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Who is it?"
"Mom, it's me." A female voice came. Mrs. Lu's face was overjoyed, and her angry expression changed. She hurried to open the door.
Meng Zhiyu looked at the door. There was a woman who looked a bit like Lu, her so-called stepsister Meng Yanli, and a little boy who should be her son.
Mrs. Lu closed the door and hugged her daughter and cried. Meng Yanli patted her to comfort her and asked what was wrong.
Lu complained, confusing right and wrong. "It's still that vicious bitch. Not only did she not cook, she also scolded and beat me. Even your father and sister were beaten by her. Yesterday, she even slandered me for having an affair with another man. She wants me to die, wuwuwu~"
Without waiting for Meng Yanli to say anything, the boy ran over, snatched Meng Zhiyu's bowl and threw it at her.
Meng Zhiyu dodged, but the boy kicked her again when her plan failed. Meng Zhiyu saw that Lu's mother and daughter were just standing there, so she didn't stop them. She sneered and wondered who gave them the confidence that she wouldn't hit children.
Since his mother didn't know how to take care of him, she helped to take care of him. She grabbed his collar and pressed him on the dining table, and slapped his butt several times. Although she didn't hit the child in the face, she could still spank him on the butt.
The boy kept cursing, his mouth pierced by a needle, "You stinky bitch, you're a thing that thousands of people ride on, let me go, what's eating my family's is mine, I'll let my grandfather kick you out and beat you to death, you stinky bitch..."
Meng Yanli originally wanted to watch the show and let her son vent his anger first, and then she would take action herself. However, she never expected that the damn girl would dare to hit her son. She immediately became angry and rushed over to fight back to avenge her son.
Before Meng Zhiyu could touch her, she pulled the boy in front of her. Meng Yanli slapped her son on the arm, which turned red instantly.
The boy was usually spoiled by his grandparents and parents. He didn't understand why Meng Yanli hit him. He suddenly shouted with red eyes, "I hate you. Why did you hit me? I want to tell grandma that you hit me."
Meng Yanli panicked and snatched her son back, hugging him and coaxing him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mom didn't mean to do that. Mom didn't hit you, I hit that vicious woman. If she hadn't grabbed you, how could I have hit you, right?"
When the boy heard this, he pointed at Meng Zhiyu and shouted to his mother, "Then go beat her up and make her kneel down and apologize. Otherwise, I'll tell grandma and let her deal with you."
Meng Yanli nodded quickly, "Okay, Mom will ask her to kneel down and apologize to you."
Meng Zhiyu listened to their conversation and couldn't help but shake his head. He was afraid that this child was going to be useless. He was impatient to tangle with them. He picked up a kitchen knife and pointed it at Meng Yanli, "If you don't want to be chopped, then be quiet. My kitchen knife doesn't recognize anyone. Even if I hurt you, it was you who started it. I was acting in self-defense. If the police come, they will arrest you."
"You probably don't know yet, but your good mother has found your biological father for you. Meng Dawang is not your stepfather, he is you and your sister's biological father. Congratulations."
Meng Zhiyu kindly told her the good news. There is a huge difference between a stepdaughter and a daughter born out of wedlock, especially at this time when relationships and behavior between men and women are strictly controlled.
Meng Yanli's face changed drastically, and she took a step forward. "Impossible! If you don't tell me, I'll tear your mouth apart."
Meng Zhiyu shook the knife in his hand, sent the man back, and continued, "By the way, I also heard that your unborn brother has no relationship with your newly born biological father. Not really, there is a relationship, a cuckold relationship."
Seeing her daughter's blood drain away, Mrs. Lu hurried over and grabbed her arm. "Lili, you can't listen to this evil-hearted person's nonsense. She did it on purpose and wanted to kill me. This is your brother, your own brother."
"Of course he is her biological brother. After all, they have the same mother." Meng Zhiyu interrupted.
Mrs. Lu wanted to eat her stepdaughter alive. With a ferocious face, she gritted her teeth and said, "I regret why I didn't strangle you to death back then. You should go to hell with your mother."
Meng Zhiyu hit her in the face with the flat of the knife, leaving a thin cut. He ignored her screams and said, "Since your mouth stinks so badly, I'll heal it for free."
As soon as the voice fell, he slapped her again, "Both sides are symmetrical, how beautiful, sister, what do you think?"
Meng Yanli hugged her son tightly with trembling hands, "Crazy, crazy."
"If I'm crazy, it's because you guys forced me to do that. Tell me, if your good mother-in-law and your good husband knew your life story and that of your brother, would they still want you?"
"What do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything. As long as you don't show up in front of me, I won't tell them. Of course, if they hear about it somewhere else, it's none of my business. If you want to blame someone, just blame your good parents. After all, it's all their own fault."
After two minutes of silence, Meng Yanli wiped the tears from her face, ignored Lu's crying, and left with her son in her arms without looking back.
Mrs. Lu looked at the closed door and cursed Meng Zhiyu. After just a few words, she squatted on the ground, holding her stomach and wailing, "Son, my son, Meng Zhiyu, if anything happens to my son, I will let you be buried with him. Carry me to the hospital quickly."
Before Meng Zhiyu could say anything, the door opened. Mrs. Meng, who had finished her breakfast outside, came back. Seeing Mrs. Lu like this, she asked impatiently, "What's wrong with you?"
"My stomach hurts, Mom, please ask someone to take me to the hospital." Mrs. Lu was really scared. After all, this was the son she had been waiting for for several years.
"You are the one who is always bothering me, you silly girl. Didn't you see your mother has a stomachache? Why don't you go and call someone?" Mrs. Meng shouted at Meng Zhiyu.
Meng Zhiyu ignored her and turned back to his room.
Mrs. Meng had no choice but to go and call for help while cursing.
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