"Thank you, Auntie. What a beautiful schoolbag!" Zhao Dani and Zhao Erni washed their hands, wiped them clean, and hugged the beautiful cat-head schoolbag, unable to let it go.
"You're welcome." Cheng Zhenzhu caressed her two well-behaved nieces, then looked at Sanni, who was crying uncontrollably. She felt a little overwhelmed and helpless. How could the three nieces be so different? "Sanni, everyone has a schoolbag. I'll make one for you next year when you start school."
"Wow, wow, I don't want it. I want it now, right now. You just don't want to do it to me. You are partial..." Zhao Sanni squeezed her tears and ran to pull Zhao Jiawang who had just sat down, crying as sadly as she could.
There's no point in trying to get him to do that? Zhao Jiawang sighed. He'd explained everything to Sanni, so why wouldn't she listen? This would only irritate her mother, and she'd start a new round of beatings...
"Big Two. This one's definitely my winner..." Cheng Zhenyu played a red "Big Two," feeling her older sister's hands were getting more and more skillful. And her younger sister had made school bags for both her daughters, Da Ni and Er Ni, so Xiao Huzi only had one. No matter how you looked at it, she was definitely getting the upper hand!
"You only know how to play cards, you only know how to play cards!" Zhao Sanni saw that her mother had no intention of helping her seek justice, so she angrily scattered all the cards in her mother's hand.
Hey! You're getting brave! You dare to throw her cards? Cheng Zhenyu clapped her hands in anger, giving Zhao Fangrui a fright. Cheng Fugui and Cheng Zhenbao, who were cutting loaches by the well, almost had their loaches slip...
"What are you doing? Zhao Sanni, are you still excited? Who taught you to throw cards? You threw away all the good cards your mother had! Didn't you hear what your grandma said to your aunt just now? It's not like I won't make you a schoolbag. I'm shortchanging you, am I?
You're not going to school this year, so why are you fighting for a schoolbag? I didn't see you fighting when I asked you to write or count? You're so sloppy all day long, and anything you get dirty or broken in just a few days. If I give you a schoolbag now, will you still have a new one to carry to school next year?
We were all fine before you came, but now you're making trouble here again. I think you're stubborn and need a lesson!" Cheng Zhenyu grew angrier and angrier, unable to resist slapping her little girl twice more.
When it comes to Cheng Zhenyu's upbringing, the Cheng family generally doesn't interfere. Sanni has improved quite a bit lately, so the Cheng family has even less reason to interfere. Zhao Jiawang, along with a few others, watched from the sidelines. His wife Zhenyu's actions were certainly measured...
Zhao Sanni didn't dodge and was hit. Feeling extremely wronged, she broke free from her mother's hands and cried bitterly. She rolled over and cried, shouting, "You only know how to hit me, you only know how to hit me, hit me to death..."
"I want to beat you to death, right? Get up! I'm going to beat you to death!" He did it to her again! Cheng Zhenyu was so angry that she wanted to tie him up and give him a good beating. But the heavy slap was about to touch her butt, and she finally lost her strength.
Three, holding the comic book, and six, following the tiger, were shocked to see Sanni, howling and kicking on the ground. They couldn't move their eyes. They uttered "oh" sounds, covered their heads, and ran away on their short legs.
"Roll around, roll around a lot!" Liu Tiao, who hadn't spent much time with Sanni, had never seen anything like this before. Her face was puffed up. "Still crying, you need to wash..."
"Five of you, get out of here." San Tiao counted carefully. Thinking of himself as the older brother, he patted Liu Tiao's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't be stubborn, I won't beat you to death."
"Wash, wash..." Liu Tiao picked up the small broom next to him to cover his eyes, and also picked up one for his brother San Tiao.
One and Two heard the crying in the yard getting louder and louder, so they came out of the house. They saw Three and Six huddled in a corner, each holding a small broom and muttering something to themselves.
As they got closer, the word "Kuo Pa" could be faintly heard by them...
Isn't that scary? Terrible indeed! Little Tiger didn't have the heart to play with his new schoolbag anymore. He quickly took it back to the house and hid it away...
"It's better to make it next year." Cheng Zhenzhu saw Sanni sobbing in a chair and felt that she might be able to listen to her now. "Sanni, making schoolbags is a craft, and your skills will definitely improve every year. Wait until next year to sew it. Maybe the schoolbag you make will be even better and more beautiful..."
Better looking and more beautiful? "Is it true?" Zhao Sanni looked up, wiped away her tears, and looked at Cheng Zhenzhu doubtfully.
"What your aunt said must be true. Your aunt always keeps her word..." Zhao Fangrui pulled Sanni into her arms. After all, she was her own granddaughter, so it was impossible to just abandon her. She had to teach her if she could...
"But if you make trouble again, I won't let your aunt do it for you. It takes time and effort, and you still say your aunt is partial. Do you think your aunt has nothing to do?"
"Thank you, Auntie." Zhao Sanni snuggled in her grandmother's arms, snorted, and turned her head away immediately. She had already said "thank you", so Auntie couldn't not help her!
"You're welcome. You've thrown away your mother's good hand. Hurry up and help catch her."
Cheng Zhenzhu noticed Sanni's shifting eyes and could probably guess what she was thinking. But a bit of scheming wasn't necessarily a bad thing; one couldn't be completely devoid of thoughts. If Sanni could be taught well and her heart set right, she'd be no worse than the well-behaved and sensible Da Ni and Er Ni...
"Humph." Cheng Zhenyu stared at the little girl who hesitated for a while and started to pick up the cards, and said coldly,
"Wouldn't it have been better if you did this earlier? You're throwing a tantrum and wasting my good cards! You're always saying you're partial. When I prepare things for you, every time I get one portion for each of you three sisters? You're disobedient, but you're blaming us..."
"I picked them all up." Sanni didn't argue, and stuffed all the cards she had picked up into her mother's hands. "Mom, win more money and give me a share of the profits."
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