Feeling the basket behind her move, Jiang Qiao turned around and saw two children, about her age, reaching their hands into the basket.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he shouted sharply, "Put it down—"
Although his voice was a little hoarse, he exuded a chilling aura.
The man and woman were taken aback. Why did this brat seem like a different person today? In the past, when they came to collect it, they would scare her a bit and she wouldn't dare to say a word. What was wrong with her today?
He glared at Jiang Qiao with some resentment, "You little brat, you've got some nerve. Say another word and see what happens. All of these belong to us, or we'll beat you up."
The little boy pretended to wave his fist at Jiang Qiao. In the past, Jiang Qiao might have been afraid, but who was she? Would a dignified female special agent be scared by a mere child? What a joke.
They don't even need to use their mouths, they just use their feet.
Caught off guard, the boy was kicked to the ground by Jiang Qiao. Seeing her brother being wronged, the little girl lunged at Jiang Qiao with bared teeth and claws.
Unfortunately, Jiang Qiao is no longer the introverted and timid girl she used to be. With a sidestep, the little girl fell directly onto the cinder pile.
"Mom, Mom, someone's hitting us! Please come help us!"
It wasn't that no one around saw Jiang Qiao and the other two fight; if it were anyone else, they would have tried to break them up. After all, they were just kids, what deep-seated hatred could they possibly have?
But they couldn't afford to mess with the mother of those two children. That woman was a ruthless scoundrel who would argue about anything, and she was notorious in the area. Nobody wanted to cause that trouble, and besides, no one was hurt. So, they basically adopted a wait-and-see attitude.
Jiang Qiao is someone everyone knows. He often comes here with his grandmother to collect coal nuggets. Everyone knows about his situation. While they sympathize with the grandmother and grandson, they are also wary of the children's mother.
"careful--"
As soon as Jiang Qiao turned around, she saw a fierce woman swinging her fan-like hand towards her face, while the onlookers all held their breath for the child.
If this woman really slapped the child's face, with all that flesh on her body, the girl would be seriously injured, if not killed.
Jiang Qiao was not flustered by the woman's attack. Having been trained for so long in her previous life, she was more than capable of dealing with such a woman. Although she was young and weak now, she could avoid a direct confrontation.
He dodged the punch and landed a blow on the woman's ribs. Even though she was young, she had been doing manual labor for years and still had some strength.
Moreover, she used a clever technique, striking the woman precisely on an acupoint on her waist. The woman sat on the pile of rubble, looking completely bewildered. She never expected this unassuming little girl to retaliate. Furthermore, she was now somewhat powerless; she wanted to punch the girl in front of her, but she didn't have the strength.
She didn't understand what was going on, but that didn't stop her from throwing a tantrum. She slapped her thigh, and her voice was filled with sobs.
"Come quick! The family members of a martyr are hitting people! Is there no law anymore? This little bitch has cursed her parents and uncle to death, and now she's cursed her grandmother. Now it's our turn! Everyone be careful, don't let your children be cursed by her. It will be too late to regret it then. We have to drive this little bitch out. Wherever she is, we will all be cursed."
Jiang Qiao didn't even bother to say anything. She went up and slapped the woman hard across the face, leaving her stunned. She hadn't expected that after saying so much, this little bitch would still dare to act so arrogantly towards her.
Jiang Qiao's silence does not mean that Song Lianfeng will allow this woman to frame the child.
She had witnessed the little girl's actions against the mother and her two children. She wanted to see if the girl was worth her help in the future. If someone is hopeless, no amount of help would help. The little girl's performance today truly did not disappoint her.
Pushing aside the onlookers, he walked up to the woman and said, "Pah! Zhang Erya, how dare you! Jiang Qiao is still a child. Her parents are gone, she's already heartbroken enough. And her uncle is a martyr. Are you even human?"
She deliberately rubs salt into other people's children's wounds; who has she offended? Her parents and uncle are gone; what does that have to do with her?
We've been neighbors with them for so many years, and we've never heard of anyone in our yard being cursed by her.
I think it's you who are the worst. You guys are the worst. Our Qiao'er used to be so honest, she was known as a very honest child. There must be a reason why she hit your child.
"Joe, tell everyone, what exactly happened with those two kids?"
Jiang Qiao glanced at the crowd of onlookers, gave a bitter smile, and said with a sorrowful expression, "Everyone knows what kind of situation our family is in. In the past, these two people kept stealing the coal nuggets I collected and even threatened me. My grandma said that everyone's life is not easy, and it doesn't matter who burns coal, so even though they stole from me, I didn't say anything."
But my grandma is sick, all the money in the house has been spent on her treatment, and we have nothing left to burn. And those two still came to steal my things. Do you think I can let them?
"What will happen to my grandma if they take it? She's sick, and without a fire to heat the kang (a traditional heated bed), her condition will only worsen. You all be the judge. It's true we're the families of martyrs, and my uncle has already died for his country. Does that mean my grandma and I will freeze to death, and in their eyes, we're the good people?"
As she spoke, she choked up and could no longer speak. Jiang Qiao's words moved the women and children watching the commotion.
Especially considering how thinly the child was dressed and how hoarse his voice was, anyone could tell that the child was sick.
Song Lianfeng felt even more sorry for Jiang Qiao and hugged her, explaining to the people around her, "Look at our Qiao'er, what an honest child she is. If she hadn't pushed an honest person to the edge, she definitely wouldn't have done it."
This girl still had a high fever yesterday and wasn't fully recovered, yet she came out with me early this morning to collect coal cinders. Why is she doing this? Isn't it just so her sick grandma can have a warm bed to lie on?"
Song Lianfeng didn't say much, but she pointed out everything that needed to be said, and everyone immediately started discussing it, mainly about the mother and her three children.
The children in the family have often suffered at the hands of these two siblings. Although they know their children are being wronged, they can't stand the unreasonable behavior of the other party. Even if they go to confront them, they only come back with a lot of resentment.
Today, Jiang Qiao has avenged everyone. Everyone is criticizing the mother and her three children for being dishonest, bullying a young girl, and having serious moral issues.
"That's not true. She's lying. She's the one who hit us. That's why we didn't steal her coal. She's the worst one."
Seeing that everyone was attacking her mother, Qian Yanhong quickly sat up to explain.
Jiang Qiao stepped out of Song Lianfeng's embrace, her eyes flashing like knives at the other woman.
"You're the one lying! Why don't I hit other kids? Let me tell you, none of you are going to take my things. Otherwise, I'll beat you every time I see you. If you don't believe me, just try it. You can figure out what happens when an honest person is pushed to the limit."
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