Qiao Wanyue suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils shining with a clear and bright light.
She reached out and touched the bag at her waist, a slight smile playing on her lips. She got out of bed, put on her shoes, and opened the door that was about to be smashed. As the door opened, she stepped aside, and Qiao's mother stumbled into the room, nearly hitting the upright hoe.
"Qiao Wanyue, you idiot..."
Qiao Wanyue pretended to be startled, "Mom, it's you! The door was almost broken from all the banging, is the house on fire?"
Qiao's mother choked on her words.
Your house just caught fire.
Mrs. Qiao took a deep breath and steadied herself. "What are you doing hiding in the house? I called you so many times and you didn't hear me."
Qiao Wanyue wiped away non-existent tears. "Mom, my chest hurts, so I slept for a while."
Just as Qiao's mother was about to unleash a torrent of abuse: ......
“Lazy people poop and pee a lot, you’ve been spoiled… Time to eat.” Mrs. Qiao’s eyes darted around.
Qiao Wanyue ignored her and walked out the door on her own. She filled a wooden basin with water in the yard, washed her hands, and went to the main room. Qiao Shanshan and Yang Huaiyuan glared at her with displeasure.
"Sis, why are you so late?" she said, sounding annoyed.
She deliberately showed off the blisters splattered from the lard; several large blisters had formed on her fair fingers, and her teary eyes made her look pitiful.
Qiao Wanyue didn't even glance at her, and picked up her bowl on her own. The Qiao family's lunch consisted of three dishes and a soup: stir-fried pork with chili peppers, stir-fried cabbage, and a scrambled egg. The soup was egg drop soup.
Qiao Wanyue picked up her chopsticks and started putting meat and eggs into her bowl.
Previously, Qiao Shanshan never received any eggs or meat from the Qiao family. According to Qiao's mother, Qiao Shanshan was too young, and Qiao's father was a strong laborer. She didn't do any work, so she should eat less and not compete with her younger sister for meat.
But she is clearly the one who does the most housework in the family.
After graduating, Qiao Shanshan stayed at home and sponged off her parents. She not only had to go out to earn work points, but also had to do cooking, laundry, and cleaning at home. If she missed a meal, she would be scolded by her mother.
"Qiao Wanyue, can't you see that Shanshan's hands are covered in blisters?" Yang Huaiyuan said, standing up for Qiao Shanshan.
Qiao Wanyue had already shoveled most of the meat and eggs into her own bowl, completely oblivious to the gloomy expressions on the faces of the other three. "So what? It's not like it was my hand that did it."
Snap
Mr. Qiao slammed his hand on the table.
Qiao Wanyue scoffed and ignored her as she shoveled rice into her mouth. After chewing the rice, she said, "Washing clothes and cooking are women's jobs. Qiao Shanshan is so delicate. What will happen when she marries into the Yang family? She can't even cook. Won't she be beaten three times a day by her in-laws?"
"It's just one or two blisters, what's a little pain? If you can't even bear this little pain, what kind of woman will you be able to have children in the future?"
This sounds familiar.
In the past, it was Qiao's mother who scolded Qiao Wanyue.
Mr. Qiao frowned.
What's different about this girl?
Qiao Shanshan's fingers were intertwined.
Qiao Wanyue was reborn too?
She quickly dismissed the idea herself.
How could she possibly be reborn? It must be because she harbors resentment towards Huaiyuan for taking him away that she has undergone such a drastic change.
Thinking of this, she smiled and felt quite pleased.
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