"Don't you see what you look like? You look like a piece of shit, like a stick. And you dare to sign up for a singing competition?"
"It's embarrassing to even stand on the stage. What sin have I committed to have a daughter like you? I am so unlucky!"
Jiang Xiachu was scolded so badly that he didn't dare to talk back.
She even felt guilty, thinking that Jiang Hongyan thought that all singers were not good, so she hated her behavior.
But unexpectedly, Jiang Hongyan simply didn't want her to stand out.
As soon as she finished scolding Jiang Xiachu, she turned around and sold the trophy that she regarded as a treasure for money.
The money was not given to Jiang Xiachu herself, but she took He Yiran to a department store and bought her a very expensive imported dress.
At that time, Jiang Xiachu naively thought that the family conditions were very bad.
It turned out that he just didn't want to spend the money on her.
Although it was a pity that she was not able to learn singing and dancing, Jiang Xiachu's academic performance was also very good.
She was admitted in the college entrance examination, but Jiang Hongyan didn't want to pay for her tuition to go to college.
Jiang Xiachu had no choice but to sort out all his high school books, records, and notebooks with all the important points he had written down.
I planned to sell them and use my hard work to earn enough money to pay for my studies.
She had even found someone who wanted to buy it, but she didn't expect that in the ten minutes or so when she went out to meet the buyer, when she came back, all the books and notes on the table had disappeared.
Jiang Hongyan was sitting on a chair beside her, eating melon seeds and looking at her anxious face with an expressionless face.
It wasn't until Jiang Xiachu searched the house thoroughly that he was about to cry and wanted to bang his head against the wall.
She then spat out the melon seed shells in her mouth and said indifferently:
"Oh, you're looking for those rotten books on your desk."
"I thought it was useless. I just threw it to the scrapyard."
Jiang Xiachu was stunned at that moment, staring at her blankly, and it took him a long while to squeeze out a few words from his throat with difficulty.
"I'm going to sell those books to earn tuition for my studies..."
Jiang Hongyan, who had been very cold just now, acted as if her foot had been stepped on when she heard these words. She pointed at her nose with a ferocious face and cursed her.
"I helped you clean up the room out of kindness, and it would be fine if you didn't appreciate me, but you actually started to argue with me."
"I have spent so much effort to collect those tattered books and notebooks. If you had told me earlier that you wanted to keep them, I would not have taken them even if you gave them to me for free."
"I have spent more than ten years of my energy, and I have raised an ungrateful person like you. You are saying these things because you think I am greedy for your money."
"You exchanged those books for nine cents in total. I'll round it up and give you ten cents. Once you take it, just shut up and don't go around saying nonsense to slander my reputation. People who don't know would think I'm greedy for your little money."
Jiang Xiachu looked at the dime that fell at her feet and felt her eyes burning. She opened her mouth but wanted to cry but had no tears.
At that time, I really wanted to die.
She wanted to complain, but Jiang Hongyan was her mother, so she couldn't.
I could only swallow all the pain and blood into my stomach.
After so many years, Jiang Xiachu has been constantly convincing herself, and she has even accepted that what happened back then was just an accident.
But the lines of black and white words on the notebook in front of her slapped her in the face.
It turned out that it was not an accident at all. Jiang Hongyan knew that the notebook she wrote by hand was valuable, so she took it away on purpose and exchanged it for money.
When Jiang Xiachu saw these contents, the first emotion that came into his mind was not anger, but absurdity.
She didn't even know what she had done wrong to make Jiang Hongyan treat her like this.
They don't seem like mother and daughter connected by blood, but rather like enemies with a deep blood feud.
When he came to his senses, Jiang Xiachu was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
She gritted her teeth and not only took back her own money, but also took away all the private money that Jiang Hongyan had saved over the years.
She earned all the tuition and living expenses for college by kneeling down and begging the school and teachers, as well as by doing odd jobs in her spare time.
Over the years, Jiang Xiachu has never spent a penny of Jiang Hongyan's money.
Even when she returned home to live, all the money was converted into market price and returned to her.
Jiang Xiachu thought that her daughter had done well enough, but Jiang Hongyan still did not take her seriously.
After she got married, she was completely treated as an outsider.
Thinking of all this, Jiang Xiachu's heart was completely dead.
She had completely lost all hope for this family. She didn't want to make herself unhappy, nor did she want them to have an easy life.
After looking around the room, Jiang Xiachu picked up a stool with a cold face and smashed the lock on the jewelry box.
All the silver bracelets, earrings, necklaces and other things that were placed inside were put into the space.
In addition, she also took away the watch that He Dayuan had hidden away and was reluctant to wear.
The bicycle parked in the yard is a bit old and rusty, but at least it can still be ridden.
Jiang Xiachu waved his hand and collected them all.
She moved all the valuable things in the house into the space.
In addition to her savings and Jiang Hongyan's notebook, there was also a locked wooden box in the mezzanine of the wardrobe.
After opening it, I could see several hundred yuan neatly stacked inside. I guess it was the betrothal gift from the Lu family.
Jiang Xiachu took it all without blinking an eye. Anyway, the marriage was called off now. If the Lu family wanted to ask for money, Jiang Hongyan and her stepfather would have to find a way to pay it back.
They owed her this.
Jiang Xiachu had been searching all the way, and when he went to the kitchen he saw that Jiang Hongyan was even hiding the food she was eating.
Besides the meat, there was even honey, and some flour and good rice.
Such conditions are nothing like what Jiang Hongyan described as being unable to make ends meet.
She really had no bottom line when it came to treating people differently. She only left the good things for He Yiran and her good husband, for fear that her daughter would get any benefit from them.
"In that case, I will fulfill your painstaking efforts."
Jiang Xiachu smiled sarcastically, not even letting go of the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. He just waved his hand and cleaned up everything in the kitchen.
The pastoral cottage in the space gradually became more colorful.
The warehouses and kitchens were filled with all kinds of supplies.
However, Jiang Xiachu's cabin already had furniture, and the tables, chairs, benches, etc. were all made of top-quality wood, so she had no need for the furniture from Jiang Hongyan's house.
It’s just a waste to leave so many big things to them.
Jiang Xiachu was thinking hard, not knowing how to deal with this distress.
Her eyes accidentally swept across the open space next to the farmland, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly had an idea.
"I've heard that the wood-fired rice cooked in the countryside using earthen stoves is especially delicious, but I haven't tried it yet."
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