Chapter 2 Is she some Japanese who burns, kills and loots?
Sang Feiwan was scolded by the two brothers of the Xiao family for a long time without saying a word. She was just planning to say a few sweet words.
But then I thought again, it’s not right, these two guys are lazy and gluttonous, and they didn’t cook the meal.
She looked at Pingping again, "Sister Pingping, I don't know how to cook..."
Sang Feiwan stared at her with his eyes, his expression clearly saying: Please.
She grew up being pampered and spoiled, and acting like a spoiled brat was a habit she had developed over the years.
"If you don't know how to do it, just study! Don't disturb Pingping's studies! She still has to take the college entrance exam!"
"You will cook dinner." Xiao Lao Er said again, then looked at Ping Ping, "Ping Ping, we will have rice porridge and corn tortillas for dinner. Go and teach her how to make them."
"Oh, okay."
Sang Feiwan followed Pingping to the kitchen. Seeing the dirt and bugs everywhere, he felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing.
She wants to go home!
Others want to travel back to the 1980s because they are hardworking and willing to endure hardships. They want to seize the dividends of this era and strive to live a good life.
But Sang Feiwan doesn't have to struggle, she is already living a good life.
All she wants in her life is to be a second-generation rich parasite who doesn't commit crimes, doesn't bully the weak, and spends money honestly at home.
She didn't want to stay in this shabby place for even a second.
She didn't know if she could go home after she died, but she was afraid of pain and couldn't think of a way to die without pain. And what if she couldn't go back after death, what should she do?
Pingping also came over secretly and reminded her, "Okay, just take the matches and light the fire. I'll go to the toilet and come back soon."
"Oh, okay."
Then Sang Feiwan began to study ignition.
Ten minutes later, black smoke billowed out of the kitchen...
"What's going on? Did you set the kitchen on fire?!"
The third child wailed, "Ah! My pants!"
The second child wailed, "You burned my shoes?"
The fourth child cried, "Sister-in-law! Why did you burn the kudzu root too?"
Just then, Xiao Beiming and Mrs. Ma, mother and son, came back.
"Oh, what's going on? Is the house on fire?" asked Old Mrs. Ma in fear.
Xiao Laosan and Xiao Laoer hurried to complain to Mrs. Ma.
Tell Old Mrs. Ma that Sang Feiwan burned their underwear and shoes, and also burned half a basket of kudzu roots in the house.
It was cloudy these two days, and the third son of the Xiao family was in a hurry to dry his underpants. This morning when he was cooking, he handed the underpants to his sister and asked her to put them in front of the stove and prop them up with branches to dry them.
After they were roasted, he was too lazy to take them away, so he asked his sister to put them on the firewood pile.
Xiao Laoer's shoes were also taken to the kitchen to be baked.
But Sang Feiwan had never seen such rags before. She thought the shoes and pants were discarded, and she thought the kudzu root was just a branch.
She was also thoughtful enough to want to burn all the messy things and stack the firewood neatly.
Xiao Lao San shouted indignantly again: "Mom, quickly let my eldest brother divorce this woman!"
Xiao Beiming's mother, old lady Ma Qiuma, is not an easy-going old lady.
The original book wrote that Old Lady Ma could jump and clap her hands and scold people for three days and three nights without feeling tired. She was mean, petty, and loved to take advantage of others.
Xiao Beiming listens to Old Lady Ma the most.
Sang Feiwan immediately looked at Xiao Beiming worriedly. She didn't want to divorce Xiao Beiming anymore. She was hoping that he would take her with him when he returned to the army. As a military dependent, she could live a better life than now.
"Shut up!" Xiao Beiming glanced at them and said coldly.
Xiao Lao San was indignant, "Mom! Look at my eldest brother, he still wants to protect that woman!"
"If your eldest brother tells you to shut up, then shut up. If you make a few more noises, the whole village will come to my house and laugh at my joke!" Old Mrs. Ma pushed away Xiao Laosan's hand.
Xiao Beiming looked at Mrs. Ma with guilt, "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm an unfilial son. I will still send my salary back to you every month in the future."
"In two days, when my vacation is over, I'll take Wanwan with me and leave without causing you any trouble."
Xiao Beiming wanted to marry Sang Feiwan. Old Mrs. Ma did not agree at first, but Xiao Beiming said that he would not marry her unless she did. So she had no choice but to empty her family savings to collect the betrothal gift and give it to Xiao Beiming.
Her eldest son has a stubborn temper. Once he makes up his mind to something, no one can change his mind even with ten cows.
What's more, she also hopes that her son will be happy in the future and marry the girl he likes.
Unexpectedly, after the betrothal gift was given and the marriage was completed, her daughter-in-law went to the army with her son for half a year, and suddenly ran back and disrupted someone else's wedding yesterday.
Her son has taken leave again to arrest people, and her life is in chaos.
So Mrs. Ma decided, "You'll go back to the army alone this time, and Wanwan will have to stay."
"Mom! What's wrong with you? Not only do you not allow my brother to divorce her, but you also want her to keep her at home!" Xiao Lao San was the first to object.
Old Madam Ma gave him a sharp look and said, "I'm talking to your brother, don't interrupt!"
Xiao Laosan immediately lowered his head obediently.
The one these brothers and sisters feared the most was their eldest brother Xiao Beiming, but what Xiao Beiming feared the most was Old Lady Ma. If Xiao Beiming wanted to attack them, they could still call on their mother to stop him, but if Old Lady Ma attacked, Xiao Beiming would be afraid that Old Lady Ma would be tired and would do it for him.
The kind that will beat people up violently if no one stops them.
Then, Old Madam Ma looked at Xiao Beiming and said, "She is restless. If she goes with you, there will be someone who makes her restless over there, which will only make her even more restless."
Xiao Beiming didn't say anything else because he also felt that his mother was right.
Old Madam Ma looked at Sang Feiwan again and said, "You don't have to pay for the shoes and pants, but you have to dig up that basket of kudzu root, otherwise you won't have anything to eat!"
Now Sang Feiwan completely collapsed.
From last night till now, she finally couldn't bear it anymore. She looked at Old Madam Ma and said, "Why don't you just kill me?"
"How would I know what Pueraria root is? I've been pampered since I was a child, and I've never cooked a single meal. Yet you force me to work and make me dig Pueraria root..."
"You also know what my family is like, and what I am like. Which good family marries a wife not to love her and let her live a good life? But you, Xiao Beiming, know what kind of life I lived before, but you married me and made me work hard."
"Do I, a Japanese who burns, kills, and plunders, need to be tortured and forced to work and reform by you?!"
"I was nearly burned to death. I even had blisters on the back of my hand, and you didn't even care. You're simply inhumane landlords!"
Sang Feiwan's words made Old Lady Ma angry.
To her, the word "landlord" is just a very dirty word and an accusation.
In their era, if they were labeled with this label, they would be criticized and imprisoned. It is only because their lives have been better in recent years that they are not arrested immediately.
Old Madam Ma grabbed the broom at the door and started to hit Sang Feiwan, "Alright! I'm inhumane! I'm going to teach you a lesson today, you crazy girl whose parents didn't teach you well!"
"Mom, calm down." Xiao Beiming quickly stopped Mrs. Ma.
Although his wife's arguments were somewhat far-fetched and she was distorting right and wrong, he also felt that what she said seemed to make sense.
He didn't marry her for her work.
Before he left the house, his wife was as white and tender as a peeled egg. Now, the peeled egg rolled into the grass ash, getting her face covered in dust.
She looked so pitiful with her red eyes.
And Sang Feiwan continued, "If you want a hardworking wife, daughter-in-law, or sister-in-law, then you should marry a hardworking one from the beginning."
"Anyway, I won't do anything alive, or you can just beat me to death!"
"Did you hear that?! Did you hear that?! She asked me to beat her to death! You have a wife like this, and you're still protecting her!" Old Mrs. Ma stomped her feet in anger.
Xiao Beiming quickly said, "I'll talk to her nicely, Mom, calm down first. She's burned, and her hands are inconvenient to work with. I'll take her to the town clinic to bandage her."
"Hurry up and follow me to the health center!"
Sang Feiwan was slow to react and followed Xiao Beiming hesitantly.
If she doesn't have to work, then she won't want to die anymore.
Old Mrs. Ma stomped her feet in anger when she saw Sang Feiwan being taken away by Xiao Beiming.
Xiao Lao San also saw through his brother and said, "Mom, you are asking my brother to take her away. Look at how much my brother loves her, how could he possibly teach her a lesson? We have never seen a doctor since we were young, and we didn't even use medicine when she was burned, but my brother wants to take her to the clinic!"
Sang Feiwan also heard Xiao Laosan say this before getting on his bicycle.
When people are poor, they don’t treat people as human beings. When people are rich, they even worship animals as ancestors. This is a socio-economic problem.
So even though she said those words just now, she didn't really think they were bad.
But this kind of place is really not suitable for her to live in. Sitting on the back of the bicycle, Sang Feiwan, whose butt was hurting from the cushion, started to act emo again.
She didn't commit any crime, didn't bully the weak, and was just a third-generation wealthy woman who spent her money honestly at home. Why did God treat her like a Japanese? Why did he let her travel through the book to this place?
Only after they finished bandaging the wound at the clinic and returned home did Sang Feiwan finally regain her composure and ask Xiao Beiming, "Are you really not planning on taking me back to the army with you?"
"Yeah." Xiao Beiming responded to her while riding his bicycle and concentrating on the road.
"Stop the car! Stop the car now! I need to find my aunt!"
Xiao Beiming frowned angrily, "Why are you so angry again?!"
"I told you to stop the car! Stop now!" Sang Feiwan urged him anxiously, but the more she urged him, the more he refused to listen.
Sang Feiwan jumped out of Xiao Beiming's car in a hurry.
There was no accidental fall.
But she didn't care and was determined to go to the bus station to find her aunt to get the betrothal gift back.
In the book, her aunt sold tickets at the station. She took her betrothal money and the whole family moved to the town.
It takes more than ten miles to walk from the Xiao family to the town. She knew that if she was taken home this time, it would not be easy to come next time.
Xiao Beiming thought she was going to run away again and was about to lose his temper when he heard Sang Feiwan say, "I sprained my ankle. Carry me on your back and carry me to the station. I want to find my aunt."
She stretched out her hands to him for help, looking at him pitifully, and in a small and sweet voice, she smoothed his fur in an instant and lost her anger.
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