"You useless thing, you're almost the same age as the old Jiang family's daughter. She's hooking up with other men late at night, but you don't even have a man. Not even a fly has bitten you."
Looking at her daughter's pale, thin and malnourished appearance, and then thinking about the beautiful appearance of Jiang family's daughter, who was as beautiful as a flower, Liu Mao's wife was so angry that she could not contain herself.
It's not just that she's not as good as others, but how could her family be so much worse off than their daughter, a girl born like her? She's almost eighteen, and she's been sitting around at home all the time, not even a single person to ask about her relatives. How could Liu Mao's wife not be angry?
She also wanted to use her daughter to get more dowry money to improve the family's living conditions. Besides, she had two boys, and it would cost a lot of money to marry them off in the future.
But when she saw her daughter's ordinary appearance and her stiff figure like a wooden stake, she lost all her confidence.
Liu Daya was pinched by her mother so hard that it hurt, and she was also frightened by the ferocity in her mother's eyes, and tears started to fall from her eyes unconsciously.
"Mom, it hurts, it hurts!"
"You still feel pain, you useless thing." Liu Mao's wife scolded her and pinched her a few more times.
Liu Mao just looked at it coldly, shook his head in disgust, and turned to leave the room. Liu Daya hid and cried, and couldn't help thinking.
If only she were also the daughter of Uncle Jiang next door, she would really envy Sister Xiao Ci, really envy her.
Spring nights are quiet and gentle.
The old-fashioned street lamps cast a dim glow, making people feel a touch of warmth in this cold night.
Jiang Xiaoci raised her eyes and looked at the sycamore trees on both sides of the road. The newly sprouted buds trembled gently in the breeze, and her eyelashes also trembled slightly, like butterfly wings.
Lu Zhoushan looked at her quietly from the corner of his eye for a while and asked, "You seem a little tired. Is there anyone at home?"
She came out with me in a relaxed and cheerful mood, but the faint sense of fatigue between her eyebrows could not be concealed.
Jiang Xiaoci couldn't help but be surprised. This man's insight was too sharp and amazing.
She smiled lightly and shook her head, not telling the truth: "Nothing, I cleaned the house today, from inside to outside."
The investigation team practically turned her house upside down; it's no exaggeration to call it a major cleanup. Hopefully, there won't be another major cleanup like this.
Thinking about his identity again, Jiang Xiaoci couldn't help but feel complicated. She subconsciously didn't want to think about the fact that he was Lu Yaozu's uncle.
Although he knew that they were completely different people, he was completely unaware of what Lu Yaozu had done.
But I couldn't help feeling weird in my heart, and my tone of voice couldn't help but be insincere. As we walked, I distanced myself from him a little.
Although it was just a small detail, he knew Lu Zhoushan very well. Although he felt surprised and puzzled, he didn't say anything.
He thought about it and finally explained, "I was delayed by some things today, so I didn't have time to look for you tomorrow."
Jiang Xiaoci didn't care. He just said "oh" and asked casually, "Is it a work preference?"
Lu Zhoushan paused and looked at her quietly. He could guess that she must have learned about her job from the matchmaker, which was the idle position in the garment factory.
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