Xia Hui opened her eyes again and saw that the world was safe. Only then did she feel that she was really still alive.
What's strange is that for some reason, wherever she goes, she meets some people who respect her very much.
Later she found out that these were left behind by the taskers.
Retaining half of her abilities, she also began to join in the post-disaster reconstruction.
Just for better days.
Three months later, world order was restored and everything was moving towards a better place.
Song Jiao had just opened her eyes when the scene in front of her made her wake up instantly - a frying pan was flying towards her at an alarming speed.
She quickly turned sideways, and the pot hit the wall behind her with a clang, shaking the whole house.
The next second, the voice of abuse pierced the air like a shadow, "You little bitch, don't think I don't know that you stole those things! Are you so greedy? Will you die if you don't eat for a moment?" The old lady's voice was sharp and harsh.
It was as if he wanted to beat Song Jiao to death.
"I've never seen such a shameless bitch!"
"It's so noisy! Can you shut up?" Song Jiao finally couldn't stand it anymore, and there was a bit of anger and impatience in her voice.
However, this didn't calm the old lady down at all; instead, it infuriated her even more. She raised her hand, ready to strike Song Jiao, "You disrespectful, money-loser! You were the one who stole these things, yet you still claim it was your brother who ate them? I'll beat you to death!"
A hint of coldness flashed in Song Jiao's eyes. She put one hand on her waist and quickly picked up the kitchen knife on the table. The sharp blade flashed coldly in the sunlight.
She took a few steps at a time and ran directly to the boy sitting at the door, putting the knife to his neck without hesitation.
The little boy looked about six or seven years old, with a childish face. But when he saw the gleaming knife, he was immediately frightened and burst into tears, "Sister, don't kill me! Wuuwuwu..."
Song Jiao's eyes were indifferent and firm. She stared into the little boy's eyes and said, "Tell grandma yourself who stole the eggs. If you don't tell the truth, I will kill you!" Her voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
The little boy's body trembled even more violently. He cried and said incoherently, "Grandma, it wasn't my sister who stole the eggs. It was me! I ate them, and I was afraid of being scolded, so I said it was my sister who ate them."
However, Song Jiao caught a hint of subtle cunning in his eyes.
She sneered in her heart, this guy was obviously not an ordinary child.
A playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the knife in her hand did not loosen its grip at all. "Then why didn't you say anything just now? Are you so happy to see me being scolded?"
The old lady's face changed drastically when she saw this. She hurried forward and tried to pull Song Jiao away, "You crazy girl, put down the knife! Don't hurt my grandson!"
Song Jiao just smiled lightly. She pressed the little boy's shoulders hard, making him unable to move. "Grandma, don't worry. I'll prove to you who is lying."
Although the little boy Tang Zhe is now a little stronger than Song Jiao, facing the tense atmosphere, he dare not move at all.
His eyes were filled with fear and regret, and he cried, "Sister, I was wrong, I was really wrong! I didn't expect to hurt you like this, and I didn't know grandma would treat you like this! Please forgive me this time, I won't dare to do it again."
Tang Zhe said this, but he was secretly cursing in his heart. This damn woman, when he gets rich in the future, he will definitely make her die a miserable death! Imagining the scene of himself soaring to success in the future and Song Jiao begging for mercy in front of him, he felt a little relieved.
Song Jiao raised her eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in them. She turned to look at the old lady behind her, her tone calm but with a force that could not be ignored: "Grandma, did you hear that? Who stole the food? Do you really think this is right?"
The old lady, however, had a look of disdain on her face. She curled her lips and said nonchalantly, "What's wrong with my grandson stealing a little? He's still growing, so it's normal for him to eat a little. But you, on the other hand, used a knife to scare your brother. You bastard, how could you be so cruel?"
Song Jiao knew that it was impossible to reason with such a person, and she didn't want to continue to argue with him.
She put down the kitchen knife in her hand and said calmly, "Just admit it and don't let me take the blame. I don't want to say anything else."
After saying that, she glanced at Tang Zhe and the old lady, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes, then she turned around and left.
Tang Zhe and the old lady were left standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.
Seeing this, the old lady immediately walked over and hugged Tang Zhe. She reached out and patted his back, comforting him, "My dear grandson, are you scared? That damn little bitch, when your parents come back, I will definitely let them teach her a lesson! Let's see if she dares to be so arrogant again!"
Tang Zhe lay in the old lady's arms and nodded obediently, but he couldn't help but say, "Grandma, don't hit my sister. She's a good student. Our teacher said she will get a scholarship! If we can get that money, life will be better for our family."
Old Mrs. Tang's eyes lit up. She had never expected that this granddaughter, whom she had always ignored, could have such value.
"What scholarship? What is that? How much is it?" she asked anxiously.
"The school gives bonuses to students who study well. I heard the amount is quite large," Tang Zhe said seriously. "Our family is so poor. If my sister's school really gives out money, can't we take it back and use it for ourselves? That would also reduce the burden on my parents."
After hearing this, the wrinkles on the old lady's face relaxed and she nodded with satisfaction.
"Well, you're right. Then let's let that little bitch go for now and wait until she gets her scholarship back. But you have to remember, you must do your best to make me proud and bring honor to Grandma!"
Jiao sat on the roof nearby, arms folded across her chest, looking coldly at the two people below.
Listening to the conversation between the two, she felt nauseous.
She looked at the bird droppings piled on the roof and felt an inexplicable anger well up in her heart.
That should be the original owner's emotion.
She raised her hand and the bird droppings seemed to be pulled by some force and fell directly into the yard.
As luck would have it, two of the pieces fell on the heads of Tang Zhe and Old Mrs. Tang.
"Ah! Grandma, there's bird droppings on my head!" Tang Zhe screamed. He touched the bird droppings on his head with his hand and looked at Grandma Tang with horror.
When Mrs. Tang saw this, her face suddenly turned ashen.
She looked up at Song Jiao on the roof, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes.
But she still suppressed her anger and hugged Tang Zhe like a baby. "Don't be afraid, my dear grandson. Grandma will take you to take a bath now! It's okay. With grandma here, you don't have to be afraid of anything!"
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