Ye Qingqing felt much better. At least Ye Lan had suffered that day. She could always find Ye Lan another job later. With Ye Lan's high school education, she would never get a good job. The only jobs she could do were waitress or factory worker. She would have a hard time.
The old lady wasn't as easygoing as Ye Qingqing. The thought of losing 10,000 yuan a year made her heart ache like it was being cut by a knife, and her anger burned fiercely.
"Go to hell with your slutty work! Why won't the boss hire you if you do all that? Do you look like you're going to work? Are you going to sell your body or do some kind of work? You won't earn a single penny, you'll even lose money. What's the point of you living, you piece of trash..."
The old lady picked up a broom from the corner and started hitting Ye Lan while cursing. The broom was made of thin bamboo and hurt a lot when it hit her. Ye Lan had delicate skin, and soon she had several more bloody marks on her body.
"Grandma, please stop hitting me... I really did work... Waaah..."
Ye Lan ran while crying, but she couldn't escape the old lady's broom skills at all. She could only cover her head with her hands, shrink into the corner and cry, thinking only of Lu Qingquan.
If Lu Qingquan saw her being abused, he would definitely rush over to protect her and teach the old woman and Ye Qingqing a lesson. He definitely would!
Ye Lan felt even more wronged, and tears streamed down her face like a flood, her face streaked with tears, a sight that evoked pity.
But the old lady didn't get it. All she cared about now was the money she had lost and she just wanted to beat Ye Lan, that little whore, to death.
"No dinner tonight. I'll take you to work tomorrow. If you still can't do a good job, you'll be married off to someone else right now!" The old lady finally stopped.
It wasn't out of pity for Ye Lan, but rather fear that if she were truly injured, her losses would be even greater.
Ye Qingqing couldn't help but remind her, "Grandma, Sister Zhaodi said that the boss's wife won't let Ye Lan go to work at the factory anymore!"
The old woman threw down the broom and looked at Ye Lan coldly. "Tomorrow I'll take her to the factory to talk to the boss's wife and give her another chance. If this little whore dares to slack off again, I'll make her marry someone immediately. As long as she's willing to pay the bride price, she'll marry any man she can get."
Ye Lan was startled, a chill ran down her spine, and she screamed, "I won't get married... I'm only nineteen, the law says I can't get married..."
She would only marry Brother Qingquan in this lifetime. She didn't even want to look at other men. Besides, she could guess with her own eyes what kind of good man that old hag would find for her.
He must be an old, ugly, and vulgar man; she felt like vomiting just looking at him.
"I was nineteen when your father could already walk. Does the law still care about my family's affairs? You have two choices: either work hard and earn money, or get married!"
The old lady didn't care about the law. Getting married at nineteen was perfectly normal. There are still many girls in the countryside who get married at seventeen or eighteen. Just ask the village chief to write a certificate to change their age a few years older, and they can still get a marriage certificate.
If all else fails, then don't get a marriage certificate. All she cares about is the bride price. Whether Ye Lan marries a pig or a dog, whether she has a marriage certificate or whether she lives well after marriage, the old lady doesn't care at all.
Ye Qingqing secretly gave a thumbs up. Ye Lan would definitely choose to work honestly; she was still thinking about marrying Lu Qingquan!
"I'll work... Grandma, I'll definitely work hard..."
Ye Lan cried and promised that no one was protecting her now. If the old woman really forced her to marry, Ye Zhiguo definitely wouldn't be able to object. As for Shen Yanhong, Ye Lan had no hope of getting her married.
Ye Hua was the only son in her parents' hearts. She was dispensable as a daughter. She could only rely on herself and Brother Qingquan.
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