Holding a bamboo broom, Song Xue waited until dusk before going in to clean the toilet and empty the toilet paper from the trash can.
While cleaning, she accidentally stepped into the edge of the latrine with her cloth shoes. A swarm of white worms wriggled on the excrement, and a few even crawled onto her shoes.
"vomit--"
She suddenly turned around and vomited. Song Xue bit her lower lip tightly and straightened up again.
I really don't want to do this lousy job anymore.
As she finished work at dusk, Song Xue stood under the brick wall outside the public toilet, her fingertips digging deeply into her palms.
Tears streamed down her face.
She was clearly the leading lady in her previous life, living a life of being the center of attention.
Why has my fate in this life become so tragic?
She couldn't understand it.
I'm not willing to accept this either.
She must find a way to find that jade thumb ring from her past life. Only by finding that jade thumb ring can she possibly turn the tables!
When Song Xue got off work and returned home, she saw Zhao Liang's father standing at the door waiting for her.
Zhao Liang's father, Zhao Decai, leaning on his cane, looked at her and said, "Daughter-in-law."
Then, disgusted, he reached out and fanned his nose, saying, "What's that smell on you? You stink."
Song Xue felt a little embarrassed. She could also smell the sour odor on herself. She frowned and said, "Don't call me daughter-in-law. My marriage to your son is fake. What are you doing here?"
“As long as you haven’t gotten a divorce certificate, you’re still my daughter-in-law. My leg is injured, so you have to take care of me.”
Zhao Decai looked like a rogue.
"On what grounds?"
Song Xue opened the door and was about to close it when Zhao Decai blocked her way.
"My son has been arrested, and now I'm sick, so you'll have to take care of me!"
After saying that, he actually forced open the door and went inside.
The old man threw down his cane and lay down in the yard.
"Hehe, if you don't agree, I'm going to lie here and not leave today."
"You...you're a shameless old scoundrel!"
Song Xue looked at him with disdain, thinking to herself that Zhao Liang was just like her father.
I heard that back then, Zhao Liang's mother was so angered by his shameless behavior that she died.
They're all scoundrels.
"Hehe, I'm just a rogue, what can you do about it? Even if you call the police, I'm still in the right."
Zhao Decai intends to remain a scoundrel to the very end.
Song Xue was furious, so she had no choice but to agree.
"I'm hungry, hurry up and cook me some food!"
Zhao Decai sat down next to the octagonal table and crossed his legs.
Song Xue rolled her eyes at him. It seemed that he wouldn't leave unless he ate this meal. She had no choice but to suppress her disgust and go cook.
While cooking, Song Xue spat into the food, thinking to herself, "I'll make you, you old scoundrel, eat yourself to death!"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Decai ate with relish, spitting out saliva as he ate.
His unshaven appearance was disgusting to look at.
Song Xue lost her appetite and went to the bathroom, locked the door, and prepared to take a shower. After all, she had been cleaning the public toilet all day and her body smelled terrible.
She sat in the bathtub and poured water over herself.
As a result, Zhao Decai, who was outside, had nothing to do after finishing his meal, so he looked at the semi-transparent door of the bathroom, which was filled with steam.
His eyes darted around mischievously, and he immediately peered through the crack in the door.
Seeing Song Xue sitting in the bathtub taking a bath, he immediately started drooling.
"Hehehe...Your skin is so white."
Song Xue was taking a shower when she suddenly saw a dark shadow on the door. Through the crack in the door, she seemed to see a pair of big eyes, and she screamed in fright.
"Who's peeping!"
Thinking about it, there's no one else but Zhao Decai!
"Hey, daughter-in-law, do you need a towel? I'll get you one."
"I don't need you to take it, get out of here! Who peeks at their daughter-in-law taking a bath? Have you no shame!"
Song Xue was so angry that she didn't dare to wash anymore and quickly started getting dressed.
Zhao Decai outside then started babbling and making a ruckus.
"It's just a glance, why are you being so stingy?"
Song Xue was so angry she wanted to cry. She thought to herself, "When will this ever end?"
After eating and drinking his fill, Zhao Decai returned home, saying before leaving, "Daughter-in-law, I'll come to eat here every day from now on. Remember to prepare the food in advance and wait for me."
Song Xue thought to herself, "I can't just sit here and wait to die."
She suddenly wanted to run, to run far away, far away from this family.
Zhao Liang couldn't find her either, nor could Zhao Decai...
Once this thought arises, it can never be eliminated.
So, early the next morning, Song Xue resigned, went to the public toilet management department, got a letter of introduction, and boarded the train directly.
As for where to go, it doesn't matter. What matters is getting away from this bunch of bloodsuckers.
She planned to take a car directly to Gancheng.
She suspected that Song Ning had taken the jade thumb ring.
I heard that Song Ning went to Gancheng with the army. This time, Song Xue is going to find a way to get back what rightfully belongs to her!
The July sun was scorching, baking the earth like molten iron poured onto the concrete ground of the military camp.
Song Xue stood at the gate of the military family compound, squinting at the neatly arranged red buildings inside.
She traveled for more than ten hours by train and finally arrived here. She had two purposes for coming: one was to stay here and oppose Song Ning, and the other was to find the jade thumb ring from Song Ning.
She knew that Song Ning would definitely not let her stay, but it didn't matter; she would find a way to use public opinion to play the victim.
Today, Song Xue deliberately wore a faded blue top and coarse cloth pants with several inconspicuous patches on the pant legs, and her canvas shoes were worn through. She wasn't wearing makeup, and her hair was intentionally messy, making her look particularly haggard.
"Comrade, may I ask where Song Ning lives? I'm her sister. I've come to stay with her."
Song Xue deliberately lowered her voice, which trembled slightly, and her fingers nervously tugged at the hem of her clothes, pretending to be panicked.
It was morning, and the residential compound was bustling with people dropping off their children at school, buying groceries, and coming and going.
Upon hearing that she was Song Ning's older sister, many people stopped and looked Song Xue up and down.
The old man at the gate glanced at her a few times, a hint of sympathy flashing in his eyes.
"Wait a moment, I'll have someone inform her."
Song Xue nodded and stepped back to wait in the shade of a tree.
At that moment, Song Ning had just finished her training with the performing arts troupe and had just returned home.
"Song Ning, someone is looking for you. They say they are your sister."
"My sister?" Song Ning thought to herself, she didn't have a sister, she only had a stepsister, Song Xue, who was still locked up in the police station.
She walked out with her questions in mind.
When Song Ning got closer, she realized that it really was Song Xue, and she was stunned.
"Song Xue, what brings you here?"
Wasn't Song Xue arrested? How come she was released and even came to the military base to find her?
This is a bit confusing.
Song Xue quickly composed herself, her eyes instantly reddening.
"Sister." She ran a few steps forward, her voice choked with emotion, "I've come to you for help, I have nowhere to go..."
She deliberately cried while pulling on Song Ning's arm, her gaze falling on Song Ning's hand, and noticed that there was no jade thumb ring.
Perhaps she hid it somewhere?
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