"That's a nice thing to say. There are so many pregnant women in the countryside who work in the fields with their babies. Are you carrying a broken egg? The slightest movement will break the shell."
Meng Zhiyu is not a weakling who can let her be manipulated. She has lived for more than 20 years. Apart from her parents who died early and whom she had no impression of, she has never been afraid of anyone except her grandparents.
"It's a new society now, with a new atmosphere. Everyone is a worker. You still want people to serve you, eat, drink, defecate and urinate. Do you think it's time to buy someone to serve you? That requires you to have that kind of luck, to be reborn as the daughter of a wealthy capitalist."
When Mrs. Meng and Mrs. Lu heard this, their faces changed. They wanted to put their hands on her mouth and shut it. "You desperate little girl, what are you talking about? If you keep talking nonsense, I will tear your mouth apart."
If anyone heard these words and reported them, he would be skinned alive if not killed, and his entire family might be implicated. Thinking of this, Mrs. Meng became even more frightened.
Meng Zhiyu ignored the two men's sharp eyes and threatened them indifferently, "You dare to do it? Are you afraid of not being able to tell me? From now on, you should do your own things. Otherwise, I will go to the women's director or the street office and tell them everything you have done to me over the years."
Mrs. Lu was so angry that she felt dizzy and regretted not strangling her to death when she was a child. She was afraid of her but unwilling to let her go, so she instigated Mrs. Meng to help her vent her anger.
Mrs. Meng was already furious. Seeing that Mrs. Lu was so reckless, she slapped her and said, "Do you think I'm a fool? If you want to use me, you'll have to see if you have the ability to do it."
Meng Zhiyu was too lazy to listen to their internal quarrels. The strongest opponent in the family was her scumbag father. Although she had learned Sanda for a few days, it was difficult for her to win against someone with such a huge difference in strength. After thinking about it, she returned to the kitchen and chose the bigger knife from the two knives. Even if her scumbag father fought her with a knife, at least she would have the advantage in terms of tools.
He took a hammer and broke into the locked room of his stepsister Meng Yanmei. He walked in without paying any attention to what Mrs. Lu said. He rummaged through the closet and took out two cans of malted milk, a large bag of White Rabbit candy, a bag of brown sugar, and a bag of wilted apples. He held them in his arms, put the kitchen knife in front of the food, pushed away Mrs. Lu who was cursing and trying to snatch the apples back, and went straight back to his own little room.
She put the things in a corner, stretched her limbs on the bed, sighed comfortably, lay there for a while, tore open a White Rabbit candy and put it in her mouth. She didn't feel guilty about eating these things.
My father and stepmother lived in her house, my scumbag father worked the job that her grandfather and uncles had found for her, and Meng Yanli even took the textile factory job that should have belonged to her...
After eating the candy, Meng Zhiyu fell asleep while touching the handle of the kitchen knife under his pillow.
When she woke up again, she was woken by another banging on the door and yelling. Judging from the sounds, it must be her scumbag father coming back. From now on, her mother would want him to beat her to death, and she would definitely exaggerate. She sat up, rubbed her face, and took out a kitchen knife from under her pillow. As soon as she opened the door, she was slapped in the face. Without blinking, Meng Zhiyu met the blow with the flat of the knife.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, followed by the scumbag father's scream. The back of the knife hit the bones, and the pain was so great that even if the bones were not broken, they would have been fractured.
If you ask why she didn't use the blade, it would definitely make a big cut, which would cost a lot of money. The money in the family would be hers by then, and she would feel bad about spending any extra penny.
"You little bitch, you want to rebel, right? I'll beat you to death today." Meng Dawang's hands were shaking, his face was red, and he didn't know if it was because of the pain or anger. His eyes were wide open, and it was really scary.
Meng Zhiyu leaned directly against the door wall, pointed the kitchen knife at him, and looked at his scumbag father with cold eyes, "Do you really think that others don't know the life stories of Meng Yanli and Meng Yanmei?"
Meng Dawang and Lu's expressions changed slightly. Meng Dawang quickly realized, "You're making up stories here. Do you think you can threaten me?"
"Ordinary people naturally don't have the ability to prove your kinship, but doctors and police officers definitely have this ability." Although technology is not developed and medical skills are not advanced in this era, it is still possible to check kinship.
Mrs. Lu was immediately panicked. Mrs. Meng didn't understand and asked impatiently, "What are you talking about? Isn't Yan hers?"
Meng Zhiyu kindly helped the old lady fill in the blanks, "Meng Yanli and Meng Yanmei are your granddaughters. Congratulations, old lady. Your son, my father, not only cheated on my mother before marriage, but also had affairs with other men and women during marriage. The two of them even teamed up to kill my mother."
Mrs. Meng was dumbfounded. Even though she didn't understand, she knew the seriousness of these things. She hurriedly looked at her third son.
Mrs. Lu even grabbed Meng Dawang's clothes in panic, not knowing what to do for a moment.
After a brief moment of nervousness, Meng Dawang quickly calmed down and looked at Meng Zhiyu coldly, "You asked for this."
After saying that, he picked up a stool from the dining table and smashed it towards Meng Zhiyu's head. Meng Zhiyu turned around to avoid it, then gripped the kitchen knife and hit him hard on the arm. Damn it, it's just some money for medicine, I don't want it.
A stream of blood spurted out, Meng Dawang hugged his arm and screamed, Meng Po and Lu were so scared that they trembled all over, and frantically took things to cover the wound.
"Meng Dawang, do you think I didn't prepare in advance before I confronted you? I've already written down these things on paper and given them to several people. As long as they can't contact me by the deadline, I'll hand over these notes. Then you'll be completely famous."
Of course, these are all made up out of nothing, but even if they are fake, they have to become true. At least this is the case in the minds of Meng Dawang and others. If you want to deceive others, you have to deceive yourself first.
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