The old lady waved her arms tremblingly and attacked Song Jiao angrily.
However, time is merciless. How can she compare with Song Jiao's agility at her age?
Song Jiao was like a nimble cheetah, easily dodging the old lady's attack.
The old lady used too much force and stumbled to the ground, landing hard on her back.
Seeing that Song Jiao dodged her attack, the old lady was unwilling to be outdone. She immediately sat on the ground and burst into tears. Her crying was so loud that it could shake the world and make ghosts and gods weep.
"Oh my, come and see! This new daughter-in-law is bullying me, an old woman!" She cried and slapped the ground hard, as if she wanted to vent all the resentment in her heart.
Seeing this, Song Jiao was not willing to be outdone, so she immediately sat on the ground and started performing.
She twisted her body and squirmed on the ground, while raising her head and howling like a pig being slaughtered: "Oh Mom, please don't force me! I really don't want to live anymore!" The voice was shrill and desperate, as if she had really suffered a great injustice.
"Xie Xun only knows how to drink and play cards every day, and doesn't care about anything at home. I have to support three children in school, food, clothing, and medical care... I really have no money to give you! Please be kind and let me go! Just think of it as the three children..." Song Jiao cried with emotion, as if she had really reached the end of her life.
As she was speaking, Song Jiao suddenly lay on the ground and began to twitch, looking like she was having an epileptic seizure.
Everyone around was shocked by her actions and started talking about it.
"This girl has such a miserable life. She was sold to the Xie family by her own parents for 200 yuan. Xie Xun is such an unreliable guy, and she has to deal with such a mother-in-law. It's really pitiful!"
"That's right, the person is already in this state, call a doctor quickly, or someone will die."
Just as everyone was talking, the village chief walked out from the crowd with his hands behind his back.
He looked at Song Jiao who was twitching on the ground, then looked at the old lady sitting on the ground crying and wailing, and couldn't help but sigh.
He said to the old lady seriously, "Thank you, Mrs. Xie, don't say we won't help you, but your family is really going too far. How much more does Rulan need to take care of this family for you to be satisfied?"
"We all know what Xie Wazi does every day. Not only did you not help, but you also came to cause trouble! Now you're in trouble, right? You've caused such a big fuss!" The village chief's words revealed a hint of blame and dissatisfaction.
As the village chief finished speaking, the sound of people pointing and criticizing surged in like a tide, growing louder and more intense. The old lady felt her face burning as if it were being roasted by fire. She knew she was in the wrong and felt ashamed. So she stood up, turned around and hurried away without paying any attention to Song Jiao, who was still twitching on the ground.
She couldn't figure out for a moment whether Lin Rulan was pretending or it was real.
As she walked, she kept cursing and venting her dissatisfaction: "Why are you meddling in other people's business? You are really bored!" Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the empty village road, as if she wanted to pour out all her grievances.
Seeing this, the village chief shook his head helplessly, and then instructed several enthusiastic aunts in the village to help send Song Jiao to the village doctor's home.
The aunts hurriedly lifted Song Jiao up and walked carefully towards the village doctor's house.
Song Jiao took the opportunity to take a nap at the village doctor's house until her stomach started rumbling and she woke up in a daze.
She opened her eyes and saw an old man in his sixties standing in front of her. His face was full of wrinkles and he had a kind look. It was the village doctor.
When the village doctor saw Song Jiao wake up, he hurried over and handed her the medicine, and reminded her: "Take it three times a day after meals." His voice was gentle and caring, which made Song Jiao feel a little warm.
Song Jiao took the medicine, looked at the pills in her hand, looked up at the village doctor, and asked hesitantly, "How much?"
Although it was fake, others still watched it carefully.
The village doctor waved his hand and said with a smile, "No need. We all know your situation. Save the money and buy something nutritious!"
Everyone in the village knows about the Xie family's affairs, which makes it very difficult for this girl.
Although the other party didn't want money, Song Jiao still insisted on taking a dollar and putting it on the table when she left.
After leaving the village doctor's house, Song Jiao was not in a hurry to return to the Xie family.
She decided to go to the county town first to deal with more important matters.
So she went straight to the door of a newspaper office.
At first, the people in the newspaper office thought Song Jiao was just a rustic villager and didn't intend to pay any attention to her.
But when Song Jiao wrote a report on the spot, they immediately changed their minds.
The text flows like a clear spring, revealing extraordinary talent and knowledge between the lines.
At first glance, she doesn't look like an uneducated girl from the village.
The people in the newspaper were impressed by Song Jiao's talent and came up to her to ask about her situation.
In the end, she was allowed to work in a newspaper.
Of course, working in a newspaper was not her goal; doing business was. However, until she figured out what to do, she planned to work here first.
She spent a few dollars to rent a simple hut nearby. Although the house was not big, it could provide her with a temporary shelter.
The landlord was a woman in her thirties with a simple face and a hint of kindness in her eyes.
Seeing that Song Jiao seemed to be from a remote village, she simply took out an old quilt and some cotton wool from her old belongings and handed them to her. "Sister, use these first."
The landlord's words were full of concern and warmth.
Song Jiao nodded repeatedly to express her gratitude.
On the other hand, without the care of their stepmother Song Jiao, the lives of the three siblings of the Xie family fell into chaos.
They had been hungry all day and their stomachs were rumbling. They could only snuggle together helplessly, and now they could only wait for their father to come back.
After waiting for a long time, Xie Xun finally came back. As soon as he entered the house, he saw only three children and a cold pot and cold kang.
He suddenly became irritable and started smashing things, smashing the few furniture in the house into pieces.
The children were so frightened that they trembled and hid aside, not daring to make a sound.
Now, let alone eating, they don’t even dare to speak.
At this moment, they realized how good life was when they had a stepmother.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Xun became tired and fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Xie Yun reached out and tugged at Xie Li's sleeve, whispering, "Brother, I'm hungry."
"I'm hungry too!" Xie Haili echoed.
Shelly glanced at the two of them irritably, "Alright, can't I just do it? I'm so annoyed."
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