Another year passed, and there was not much change in Lao Hua's family, but there was a commotion in the house next door.
It all started when Hua Qingping gave special lessons to a few young kids. One day, Fang Zhaozhao peeked over the wall and saw them studying in the yard, his eyes full of envy.
Ever since Fang Zhaozhao was very young, whenever she fell ill, Zhao Tingnu would scold her and tell her to tell him if she felt unwell, and not to wait until she got sick and then waste money!
From then on, whenever Fang Zhaozhao said she was not feeling well, Zhao Tingnu would not beat her or withhold her food.
So Fang Zhaozhao understood a truth: only by speaking out can others know your situation, and maybe you can get benefits from it.
Seeing Zhao Tingnu busy in the kitchen and not having time to take care of her, Fang Zhaozhao ran forward and asked boldly:
"Can I learn together?"
As a teacher, seeing a student who is eager to learn, how could he bear to refuse him? So Hua Qingping said:
"Sure, come on!"
Sure enough, Fang Zhaozhao succeeded again and ran over happily. Hua Qingping then took the children to review the initial content again.
Fang Zhaozhao was learning eagerly when her mother called her back home in a bad mood. When she saw Zhao Tingnu's gloomy face and scary eyes, Fang Zhaozhao knew that she would be beaten again when she returned home.
But she was used to being beaten.
So she was not afraid at all.
Plus, Hua Qingping said she was seven years old and could go to school, so Fang Zhaozhao waited for Zhao Tingnu's anger to subside before boldly bringing it up.
"Mom, I want to go to school."
Zhao Tingnu scratched her ears and asked again in disbelief, "What did you say?"
Fang Zhaozhao was frightened for a moment, but soon she mustered up the courage to speak out:
"Mom, I want to go to school!"
Zhao Tingnu's face darkened immediately, her eyes widened, and she cursed:
"Go to school? What the hell? You think you're some rich landlord's daughter? You're wasting your family's money? You're lucky enough to have enough to eat and survive, and you still want to go to school! What's the point of reading so many books? You can eat them as food! I think you're just doing it to have some free time!"
Fang Zhaozhao lowered her head, tears in her eyes.
"Damn it! You've been sick all along. Do you know how much money I've wasted? If your brother hadn't passed away, you wouldn't be in this situation!"
"If you weren't in my belly, I would have given birth to a son! You can't work, you can't go hungry, you can't get cold, you can't get hot. Compared to other girls, you have no idea how much luckier you are! And you still want to go to school!"
"I told you not to get too close to the guys next door, but you didn't listen! You even said something like that about going to school. I think they've corrupted you!"
As if her anger had exploded, Zhao Tingnu began a long string of curses, becoming more and more angry, and in the end she even slapped Fang Zhaozhao in the face.
"I really gave birth to a debt collector! Not only does he spend money, but he also refuses to obey!"
Fang Zhaozhao sobbed and wiped away tears. She hadn't thought much of the lack of consent and had been planning to give up. After all, her mother wasn't the easiest to talk to.
But Zhao Tingnu's beating successfully made her rebellious.
Her experience as a meat eater taught her that as long as her mother beat her, the opposite was true!
So she cried and sobbed, while shouting out her full determination at the top of her voice:
"I just want to study! If you don't let me study, I won't eat! Don't even think about me supporting you when you're old!"
Hearing that her daughter, who was so young, knew how to threaten her with retirement, Zhao Tingnu was furious and angry to the extreme.
She roared, "You want to go to school? I tell you, it's impossible! You still want to threaten your mother? You think you can just not support me if you don't want to? Even if you go to the city to work as a worker, I will go to your workplace and make a scene, and you won't be able to survive!"
"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Do you think I'll be scared by you? Not eating is just right. It saves me food! Damn it, you deserve to starve to death. It's better not to have this debt collector!"
As she spoke, Zhao Tingnu pulled Fang Zhaozhao into the room, then closed the door and shouted inside:
"Stay in your room and think about it carefully. Don't even eat today!"
Then he rushed to the next room angrily, put his hands on his hips and started cursing.
"Wan Qingliu, get out here!"
Wan Qingliu came out after hearing the sound, rolled his eyes, and said unhappily:
"What's the dog barking at so early in the morning?"
Zhao Tingnu's eyes widened with anger:
"You damned bitch, you finally came out. You've been urging my child to be a bad boy all day long. I'll tear you apart!"
After saying that, he rushed forward with a roar, pushed Wan Qingliu, and started scratching him with a wave of his hand.
In a flash, Wan Qingliu reacted quickly, took two steps back, frowned, and cursed back:
"You took the wrong medicine this fucking morning, and you're biting people randomly, right?"
Then he slapped Zhao Tingnu in the face, shouting:
"Are you awake now?"
Seeing Zhao Tingnu roaring and trying to grab her hair, Wan Qingliu leaned back, then pushed Zhao Tingnu back two steps, turned around and yelled.
"Yujiao! Jingxia!"
After howling, he didn't want to fight anymore and turned around and ran to the wall.
What a joke, how could she be beaten so badly by the other party?
She was about to pick up the dung shovel and fight the other party for three hundred rounds, but when she turned around, she found that the man turned around and ran back home.
Wan Qingliu sneered. The woman next door had been pregnant and had miscarriages so many times over the years. She had given birth to a child at such an old age and had been working hard all the time. Her body had long been weak.
She was well fed and had also drunk so much spiritual spring water, it would be strange if the other party could beat her.
Of course, if they fought face to face with bare hands, Wan Qingliu would definitely be scratched or have his hair pulled by the other party, which would be too ugly.
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