Looking at the narrow and damp woodshed in front of her, and thinking about the client chopping wood, cooking, and washing clothes in the cold river water every day, while this family was sucking her blood and calling her "damn it" left and right, Meng Changjin felt a lot of anger in her chest, and she couldn't help but vent it.
She chopped the door frame with the machete in her hand so hard that it brushed the face of the old lady who was leaning against the door and embedded itself in the wooden frame.
The old lady's curses suddenly stopped as she was frightened by the cold flash of the machete and temporarily lost the ability to speak.
When Meng Changjin came over, grasped the wooden handle of the machete, and pulled the knife off the door frame with a little force, Mrs. Yu finally reacted from the shock of the knife brushing her face, and said fiercely: "You, what do you want to do? I'm your grandmother. If you dare to hurt me, you are a great disobedience!"
The corners of Meng Changjin's mouth rose at the same time. She raised the hatchet and said in a sinister tone, "Unfilial? I'm almost starving to death. What should I be afraid of? The worst that can happen is that my whole family will die together!"
This body started working in the morning, waiting for the pitiful meal at dinner every day. As soon as Old Mrs. Yu opened her mouth, she was not allowed to have dinner. If she didn't have the cake she added, she would be in trouble all night and would be almost dead.
So Meng Changjin felt that there was nothing wrong with her saying that.
Of course, she didn't really intend to do this. It would be too easy for them to let the whole family die like this, but that didn't mean she couldn't scare people.
It's impossible to treat her like a cow, letting her suffer and suck the blood of this family.
"You, you you you, you oh my god..." Old Mrs. Yu subconsciously wanted to curse, but her eyes fell on the sharp blade of the axe and the strangely raised corners of Meng Changjin's mouth. Old Mrs. Yu could no longer curse.
The noise outside made Yu Jiaojiao, who was hiding in the room to rest, and the male members of the Yu family come out to see what was going on.
Everyone was scared when they saw this scene.
Meng Changjin moved his gaze away from Old Lady Yu's face and scanned the faces that appeared in his sight.
Comparing the client's memory, each face is matched with the identity in the memory.
There was Old Man Yu, Old Master Yu, Old Master Yu's wife Yu Zhao, and the eldest son Yu Dashan; then the client's father; the client's third uncle; the third uncle's two five-year-old twin sons; then the client's mother and third aunt who came out of the kitchen; and finally, there was Yu Jiaojiao, the darling of the whole family, who was wearing a pastel-colored dress, standing tall and graceful in such a farmyard, and did not look like a farm girl at all.
Meng Changjin took a quick look and then withdrew his gaze. He raised his hand and grabbed the collar of Old Lady Yu's clothes and placed the axe on her shoulders.
"Let's continue talking about the greatest unfilial behavior. I work like a horse and an ox every day, but I eat the least and live in the worst condition. I've had enough of this kind of life. Let's die together." Meng Changjin's tone was exceptionally calm, but his expression was unusually ferocious.
These words not only frightened Old Lady Yu, who was grabbed by the collar, so much that her legs went weak and trembled, but also shocked the others who came out to see what was going on.
"No, I don't want to die, don't kill me..." After all, Old Mrs. Yu is just an old farmer's wife. She doesn't want to die yet. She wants to live well.
Seeing her beloved grandmother being held at knifepoint, Yu Jiaojiao had to speak up: "Sister, put the knife down first. Grandma asked you to work for your own good."
"Yes, yes, I'm doing that for your own good." Upon hearing her precious granddaughter say this, Old Lady Yu also spoke hurriedly.
No matter what, the most important thing is to break free from this damn girl.
Meng Changjin cast a cold gaze towards Yu Jiaojiao and asked in an ambiguous tone, "For my own good?"
"Yes, grandma asked you to do these chores so that you can live better in your husband's family after you get married. Sister, you misunderstood grandma." Yu Jiaojiao had a faint smile on her face and her tone was gentle.
"Yes, yes, that's what Jiaojiao said. We are doing this for your own good." Old Mrs. Yu hurriedly agreed.
Meng Changjin glanced at the faces of the others one by one: "What about you? Are you doing this for my own good?"
"Yes, yes." Everyone nodded, but their expressions were different.
The corners of Meng Changjin's mouth curled up even more: "If that's the case, how can I monopolize such benefits? I have enjoyed such benefits for ten years. Now it's your turn to enjoy it, sister. Otherwise, how will you live after you get married?"
Meng Changjin deliberately emphasized the word "enjoy".
How could Yu Jiaojiao be willing to do that? She showed a pitiful expression and looked timidly at Old Mrs. Yu.
She is a kind and beautiful girl, how can she refuse others? Of course she needs others to help her refuse.
Unfortunately, all of Grandma Yu's attention was now on the hatchet next to her neck. She had no time to observe her precious granddaughter's expression, and naturally she would not help her refuse.
"Sister, are you so moved that you can't speak? Don't be too moved. From today on, you will live in the woodshed. You can cook, chop wood, wash clothes, collect grass for pigs, and feed pigs and chickens." Meng Changjin said.
Yu Jiaojiao's mind was filled with the words "all yours, all yours".
Thinking of the narrow and dark woodshed, cooking in the smoky kitchen, being exhausted from chopping wood and sweating all over, and the disgusting feces in the pig and chicken pens, Yu Jiaojiao shook her head frantically: "No, no!"
Absolutely not, she doesn't want to be dirty and smelly, and become an ugly woman like Yu Hanzhu with a pale face and skinny body!
"Why not, sister? I'm doing this for your own good. Oh, by the way, you can only have one dinner a day, and you can only have a whole-grain dumpling and a bowl of porridge with only a few grains of rice." Meng Changjin looked at Yu Jiaojiao quietly with a calm tone.
Yu Jiaojiao bit her lower lip. Only then did she realize that she had dug her own grave.
Grandma didn't speak for her now, so Yu Jiaojiao had to turn her gaze to grandpa, brother, father, mother, uncles and aunts.
Unfortunately, her relatives who had doted on her before were now silent and looked embarrassed.
Meng Changjin didn't have the patience to wait for others to think slowly. She moved the axe closer to Old Lady Yu's neck and asked calmly, "What do you think?"
No matter how much Old Lady Yu loved her granddaughter, it was not as important as her life. So when she was frightened by Meng Changjin, she said hurriedly, "Yes... yes, yes..."
When Yu Jiaojiao heard that her grandmother, who loved her the most, had given in, the expression on her face froze.
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