For the first time, she realized that she had underestimated the timid and submissive Su Ruyi, and also the quiet and unassuming Su Tong.
However, what chilled her to the bone the most was Su Manao.
Yesterday, after Su Dazhi threw her onto the kang (a heated brick bed), Guan Yumei was actually secretly pleased.
She knew that Su Dazhi also favored his youngest daughter, so he definitely wouldn't beat her up in front of her again.
At the same time, she also hoped that this thoughtful little girl could take care of herself, at least pour her a glass of water and wring out a towel to wipe her face.
Is this request too much?
Guan Yumei's eyes were already swollen into slits.
Although her view was obstructed, she still saw the look of disgust on Su Manao's face.
All night long, this girl didn't even offer to serve tea or water, nor did she utter a single word of concern.
Moreover, she watched as Su Manao hesitated for a moment before wrapping both quilts around herself, leaving her, as her mother, to freeze all night.
Although it's already June, it was still very cold last night because of the strong winds.
This is Su Manao, the youngest girl she cherishes dearly, not those two money-losing brats, Su Zhenzhu and Su Ruyi, whom she raised like sheep.
This isn't a warm, cozy jacket; it's clearly a tattered fishing net.
Actually, Su Manao was somewhat wronged.
She is indeed a tea master, but tea art needs an audience. Guan Yumei's eyes were swollen shut and she was completely still, making Su Manao think that she had already fainted. How could she possibly demonstrate tea art?
Seeing that Guan Yumei was staring at him without saying a word, Su Dazhi became furious and raised his hand to slap her again.
Guan Yumei instinctively tried to dodge.
Looking at Guan Yumei's bruised and swollen face, Su Dazhi finally put down his hand, but his words remained icy: "Guan Yumei, I'll ask you one last time, where's the money in the house?!"
Guan Yumei retorted, "The third brother took it."
Su Dazhi chuckled coldly twice: "Fine, pack your things, I'll take you back to your parents' home."
Guan Yumei quickly shrank back inside: "I'm not going!"
Su Dazhi grinned maliciously: "That's not up to you!"
He looked at her face with disgust. "If you don't want the neighbors to gossip about you, find a headscarf and cover your ugly face completely! I'll give you one minute!"
True to his word, a minute later, he kicked open the door to the storage room again.
Su Ruyi, who was washing her face, was so frightened that she trembled all over.
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