"Smack!"
Before Zhao Cuifen could even finish her explanation, a solid slap landed on her face. A trickle of blood immediately oozed from the corner of her mouth, half her face went numb, and although her teeth weren't knocked out, they were noticeably loose.
"Zhao Cuifen, I warned you long ago not to ruin Shuisheng's plans. It's fine now that they've found him, but if they hadn't, I'd beat you to death!" Yun Youliang slapped Zhao Cuifen hard across the face, then glared at Yun Duo and said with hostility, "Go home!"
Even though the little body of Yun Duo housed the soul of an adult, she was still startled by Yun Youliang's gaze and her body involuntarily trembled.
As if she had suddenly found an outlet for her anger, Zhao Cuifen yelled at Yun Duo, "You troublesome brat, can't you hear what your father is saying? Hurry up and go home and pack your things, the Yang family is coming soon. Do you want the Yang family to laugh at our Yun family?"
"Are you mute or stupid? Did I sew your mouth shut? You can't even say you're hungry? Have I ever been short of food or drink for you? You're such a troublemaker, trying to outsmart me at a time like this."
"I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to give birth to such a troublesome, money-losing brat. I should have just drowned you in the urinal back then, so I wouldn't have wasted so many years of my food. I'd be better off raising a pig than you; at least I could slaughter it and sell it for meat. What can you do?"
"I've found you a great marriage. Yang Erwa's father is the village chief of Yangjia Village. His family is much better off than ours. When you go there, they'll not only provide you with the best food and drink, but they'll also make sure you have plenty of rice and other necessities."
"If it weren't for me, your dad, and your brother, you brat, you could burn incense for eight lifetimes and still not get such a good marriage. And you're still not satisfied, making a fuss about this and that. Do you think I don't know you?"
"Just because you heard a few words of gossip from outsiders, you think I've mistreated you? Did they feed you, or did I feed you? If those women outside really cared about you, why don't they let you scoop rice from their pots?"
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Zhao Cuifen continued her tirade, her words twisted and incoherent, growing increasingly righteous as she spoke, as if everything she said was true. Yun Duo nearly snapped back several times. However, being small and weak, she couldn't afford to confront them directly and could only endure it.
Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and shouted in her heart, "Xiao Jiu, are you ready or not?! This woman is driving me crazy! Ugh!"
"Master, Master, don't worry, it'll be done soon, it'll be done soon." Although Xiao Jiu was quite far away, it was still within the range where it could communicate directly with the clouds. Ever since it established an information channel with the clouds, it could communicate with the clouds without any obstacles within a radius of one kilometer.
Zhao Cuifen and the others discovered that Yun Duo was missing when they got up in the morning, so it wasn't actually that early. Some diligent people had already gone to work in the fields while the weather was still cool. So, as soon as they entered the village, they encountered several people carrying sickles and baskets on their backs.
Although over the years, everyone has gotten used to Zhao Cuifen's constant beatings and scoldings of Yun Duo, they can't and don't want to interfere in other people's family affairs unless they really can't stand it anymore.
However… considering that Yun Duo was about to be “married off” to the mentally challenged man from Yangjia Village, and given her incident of jumping into the river yesterday, the villagers still felt sorry for her. Listening to Zhao Cuifen's incessant cursing, someone finally couldn't take it anymore and called out to her, “You, from the Liang family, should say less. Duo can't even stay at home for half a day anymore. It's one thing if you don't cook her anything good, but stop cursing. She's still your own flesh and blood; don't you feel any pity at all?”
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