"Da Ya! Daya! Come out for a moment, do you hear me?"
Her voice was so sharp and loud that it almost pierced the eardrums. Lu Yaozu couldn't help but frowned, and then he heard a timid voice responding weakly.
"Hey, here I come! Mom, what's going on?"
A young girl wearing an old navy blue cotton-padded jacket with a pattern and with messy hair came out in a hurry, looking confused.
Because Chang Ma often did housework for months, the jacket was stained with a lot of oil and dirt, and it was neither yellow nor white, and the color could not be distinguished. There were even a few patches with crude stitching on it.
Liu Mao's wife pulled her over and said, "Hey, you little bitch! I've been calling you for a long time. Are you deaf? Why did you just come out? Come and see people."
As soon as he turned around, Lu Yaozu saw the person's appearance and his posture, he was so scared that he ran away.
Where did this crazy woman come from? Her daughter is dressed like a beggar and she even wants to get close to him. He is really scared to death.
What kind of people live near Jiang Xiaoci's home? Are they really rich? He expressed doubt.
Behind him, the crazy woman let out a strange "eh" and watched him slip away without looking back.
She was so angry that she turned around and twisted her daughter's arm, "You stupid girl, you are such a loser. You can't even handle the great blessings that come your way. Why don't you even comb your hair before going out? You deserve it that not even a male fly bites you."
Liu Daya avoided it aggrievedly and cried, "There is no comb at home."
Liu Mao's wife said angrily: "Bullshit, how can there be no comb? If you don't use it, I will use it."
Liu Daya felt even more aggrieved: "My son threw it into the stove the other day. You said you wanted to throw it away, so you can buy it later when you have time."
But when I look back, I still haven't bought it.
Liu Mao's wife was so angry that she didn't know what to say, "You spendthrift, go back and wash all my clothes."
While cursing, I went to buy vegetables. But when I thought about that basket of pastries, they were so delicious and it was such a pity to waste them.
Liu Ya wiped her tears, feeling very aggrieved. She had suffered an unexpected disaster early in the morning, and she felt very sad.
There was no movement outside. Jiang Xiaoci guessed that no matter how thick-skinned Lu Yaozu was, he would have left by now.
So he opened the door and was about to go out to buy something, but he saw the eldest daughter of Liu Mao's family opposite crying.
She couldn't help but sigh, walked over and comforted softly: "Daya, did your mother scold you again?"
The Liu family favors boys over girls, and everyone in the compound knows it.
Although there were families that favored boys over girls, there were very few who were loved like a treasure by their parents like she was. But none of them were like the Liu and Mao families, who almost treated their daughter like a maid, beating and scolding her at every turn, and forcing her to do all kinds of work.
When Liu Daya heard this, she became even more sad, and her tears fell like beads from a broken string.
While crying, she couldn't help but say aggrievedly: "My mother dislikes me... dislikes me for not combing my hair, but there is not even a comb at home."
"Don't cry." Jiang Xiaoci didn't know how to comfort her. After all, it was someone else's family matter, so she didn't want to say anything too much.
After thinking for a moment, she took out two dollars from her pocket and handed it to her: "Here, this is my pocket money that I saved. You should keep it to yourself and don't let anyone know. You are already a grown-up girl. Besides the comb, you should buy yourself some flowers to wear."
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