"Bang!" The small wooden door was kicked, making a creaking sound.
Li came out of her room with her purse in her hand, her steps brisk.
Hua Shi looked at Li's vicious eyes, took a step back, and said defensively, "Grandma, I didn't steal the money..."
Li glared at Hua fiercely, his wrinkled skin twitched, and he looked gloomy, obviously very angry.
Hua Shi was a little afraid of her creepy look. Looking at the purse in Li's hand and the strange expression on Hua Yu's face just now, he understood instantly.
Hua Yu stole the purse and hid it in her room, framing her. She didn't steal the money...
"Girl..." Hua Shi opened his mouth, his thoughts churning, wondering how to explain to clear himself of suspicion.
Unexpectedly, without waiting for her to explain, Li walked straight past her and went to Hua Yu behind her.
“Bang!”
Hua Shi was stunned. When she turned around, she saw Li raising her hand and slapping Hua Yu in the face.
The young man didn't even have time to react before his face was slapped to the side. His teeth broke the skin in his mouth, and a rusty smell came out. Half of his face swelled up instantly.
Li said viciously, "You're trying to be clever right under my nose? Don't think I don't know your little tricks! You're stealing money and framing your sister? You think I don't know? I haven't beaten you enough lately, and you've become even more dishonest!"
As Li spoke, she picked up the stick on the ground and hit Hua Yu with it.
Hua Shi was stunned.
Hua Yu framed her for stealing money, and the money bag was found in her house...
In other words, even though Li knew that she was the one who stole the money, she still blamed Hua Yu and beat him up without saying a word...
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The wooden stick hit the bones and flesh, making a dull sound.
Hua Yu was stunned for only a moment, then slowly curled up on the ground, letting Li scold and beat her. This time, she stopped crying and remained silent...
Hua Shi stood there without moving, and this time he did not try to persuade Li.
In Li's eyes, it doesn't matter who stole the money; in the end, it's Hua Yu who suffers...
Night fell completely, the last red cloud in the sky was covered by darkness, the moon was hidden behind the dark clouds, and there was no light in the sky.
After all this commotion, Hua Shi was no longer in the mood to take a bath. He lay on his back on the kang covered with a bamboo mat, feeling sticky and stuffy.
The room next to her was where Hua Yu and the others slept. She could faintly hear the childish scolding, probably scolding her, which had caused Hua Yu to get beaten again...
The original owner's relationship with her four younger siblings was truly terrible, and Grandma Li's doting on her seemed superficial...
Hua Shi closed his eyes, thinking about all sorts of things, listening to the noises coming from next door, and gradually fell into sleep.
The next morning, Hua Shi was awakened by the clucking of chickens in the chicken coop in the yard. She opened her eyes quickly, and found it was quiet outside the house, with no sound.
Hua Shi quickly turned over and sat up. The yard outside the window was empty. Li must have taken Hua Yu and the others to the fields early to harvest.
In the past few days, Mrs. Li would wake her up for breakfast, but this morning she didn't. The noise from the next room lasted most of the night, and she woke up several times in a daze. Her sleep was restless, so she overslept today.
The incident of stealing money last night must have really angered Li. This was the first time that Li didn't leave her any food. The small kitchen was empty, and all the valuables were moved by Li into the cabinet and locked up.
In the distance, the mountains are rolling, the peaks are towering into the clouds, and the mountain scenery is beautiful. At the foot of the mountain, there are endless fields, with golden rice and green leaves alternating.
The villagers were working diligently in the fields, their heads bent, under the scorching morning sun. Houses of varying heights leaned against the mountainside, and the winding village roads were deserted.
It was quiet, with occasional clucking of chickens coming from the house, echoing the chirping of birds circling in the trees. The sky was high and the clouds were light.
Hua Shi carried the basket on her back and walked around the crisscrossing village roads. She didn't see anyone on the road. The Hua family courtyard was next to the Linhai Mountain. She didn't walk far. After walking around for a while, she soon found the way up the mountain.
Mrs. Li didn't leave any food for her. Based on her understanding over the past few days, Mrs. Li wouldn't calm down so quickly, and it was common for her to go hungry for a few meals.
This kind of life is difficult, with not enough food to eat and having to depend on others for what they want...
Linhai Mountain is very large. The trees on the periphery of the mountain are tall and strong, surrounding the mountain like a green canopy or a giant umbrella that blocks the scorching sun, making it especially cool under the trees.
She also grew up in a small mountain village. She had seen rhododendrons all over the mountains and vast fields of rapeseed in spring; in summer, she lay under the pergola and ate iced watermelon, chasing away the bad birds that flew over to steal the rice; in autumn, on her way to school with her schoolbag on her back, she could see rows of chestnuts and olive trees; in winter, she squatted by the stove and ate fragrant and sweet sweet potatoes... Spring plowing, summer weeding, autumn harvest, and winter storage.
After walking along the mountain path for a while, she saw wild vegetables growing everywhere under the shade of the trees. She recognized many of them, but did not stop to pick them.
It's June now, and there should be a lot of ripe wild fruits in the mountains...
I don’t know how long I walked, the sound of birds singing in my ears became clearer and clearer, and the wind rustled the leaves.
Hua Shi looked at the loquat trees full of loquats in front of him, wiped the sweat from his face, and almost cried.
Hard work pays off, and she finally found it.
The golden loquat fruit has smooth skin, delicate flesh, and a sweet and sour taste.
The loquats hanging on the branches were so ripe that they almost hung to the ground. I picked a full basket of them when they were in bloom and ate until my belly was full.
"Meow--!"
Suddenly, a shrill cat cry was heard among the woods.
Before Hua Shi could react, a black shadow jumped out from a tall tree branch and pounced towards her.
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