Zhao Wanzi shielded Zhao Xiaocao behind her and glared angrily at Cheng Shi.
Cheng was humiliated, and she couldn't bear to lose face in front of so many people.
He then vented his anger on Zhao Wanzi, yelling, "You really are just like your mother, always meddling in other people's business! Get out of here!"
Zhao Wanzi is not so easy to bully, especially when it comes to her mother.
Zhao Wanzi gritted her teeth angrily and spat, "Me, meddling in other people's business? That's only because you have a guilty conscience. If I don't tell Xiaocao about her today, you'll definitely beat her to death tonight."
Zhao Yanniang also asked with dissatisfaction, "Cheng Shi, is Xiaocao your biological daughter? Your mother never beat you like this when you were a child!"
"Yes, it's really cruel of a mother to do something like that."
“Even if you don’t like a girl, you can raise her for a couple of years and then let her get married. Why be so cruel?”
Everyone started criticizing the Cheng family, one after another.
After learning the whole story, Zhao Xiangnan also felt very embarrassed.
He pulled Cheng Shi towards the house, saying, "Alright, alright, there are so many people watching, don't embarrass yourself."
Ms. Cheng could accept it at first, but when she heard her husband say the word "shameful," she immediately exploded.
She flung Zhao Xiangnan's arm away, her voice shrill and her face full of disbelief.
"You say I'm a disgrace? Well, Zhao Xiangnan, it's all because your good daughter insisted on going against me, and now you're blaming me?"
Zhao Xiangnan looked at the burning gazes of the group of elderly women and said, "No, that's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean? Explain yourself to me today!" Cheng Shi started throwing a tantrum.
Zhao Xiangnan was in a real bind. He was a grown man, and he was so embarrassed. How could he ever face anyone in the village again?
When Zhao Xiangnan went to pull Cheng Shi away again, his words carried a warning: "Today is a big day for my elder brother's family. If you ruin it, our mother will not forgive you!"
Upon hearing the name of Old Lady Zhao, Madam Cheng immediately calmed down.
She shrank back and immediately fell silent. However, as she passed by Zhao Xiaocao, Madam Cheng gave her a disapproving look.
Just then, Zhao Tingzhang arrived with his family, and everyone's eyes turned to him.
Upon seeing Zhao Tingzhang, Zhao Xiaocao immediately shouted, "Grandpa Tingzhang!"
Upon seeing the surrounding situation, Zhao, the pavilion chief, sensed that something was amiss.
He came up to Zhao Xiaocao and asked, "What happened?" Then he saw the scars on Zhao Xiaocao's arm and was very surprised.
"Who...who hit this?"
As if she had found a powerful backer, Zhao Xiaocao pointed at Cheng Shi and said indifferently, "She did it."
Zhao Tingzhang looked at Cheng Shi and Zhao Xiangnan and his wife in confusion, "Why are you two hitting the child? And why have you beaten him like this?"
There's still quite a while before the wedding procession, so everyone came early to see if there was anything they could help with, or maybe to get some celebratory steamed buns or something.
Unexpectedly, on this joyous day, such a shameful incident occurred in the Zhao family.
Sigh, I never thought this family would be so good to me, I never imagined they would be so cruel to their own child.
When the village head questioned them, Cheng and Zhao Xiangnan stammered and couldn't say a word.
Just as I was getting anxious, an old woman's voice rang out from behind me, "It's okay for parents to beat their children if they misbehave."
Everyone looked toward the source of the sound, which was none other than Old Lady Zhao from the Zhao family.
Zhao Tingzhang clearly disagreed with Old Lady Zhao's statement; there were few people in the village who would beat a child so viciously.
"Heh, what do you mean by 'twice'? When you hit me, Grandma, you really went all out," Zhao Xiaocao sneered.
Then, she raised her little face, looked firmly at Zhao Tingzhang, and said firmly, word by word, "Grandpa Tingzhang, I want to sever ties with the Zhao family!"
"hiss……"
Not only Zhao Tingzhang, but everyone present gasped in shock.
Even Zhao Wanzi, who had just been protecting Zhao Xiaocao, was stunned.
Severing...severing ties?
He Tiantian happened to walk over and pulled Zhao Wanzi into her arms.
Zhao Wanzi finally recovered from her shock and glanced at her mother with concern. He Tiantian gave her a reassuring look.
Everyone's eyes were scanning back and forth between Zhao Xiaocao, Old Zhao's family, and Zhao Tingzhang.
This little girl is something else; she actually wants to sever ties with her family.
What does that mean? It's practically disowning your parents and ancestors!
Although everyone felt that the Cheng family had gone too far, Zhao Xiaocao was simply too stubborn.
Then everyone heard Zhao Xiaocao's explanation, "Chief, I am nine years old this year. But ever since I can remember, my parents have never given me a new set of clothes. At home, they always give the best things to my two older brothers."
“When we eat, I have to wait for my two older brothers to finish their food before I get any leftovers. Especially last year when my mother went to the city to find work, and I was also responsible for the family’s housework, I didn’t even see a bone fragment of the leftovers they brought from the restaurant.”
"Not only did you cheat on me with your food, but you also made me do all the housework, and if I didn't do it well, you would beat me. My injuries have never healed..."
As Zhao Xiaocao spoke, she even lifted up her trouser leg.
Those two calves, so thin they looked like skin and bones, were covered in scars.
In the past, when Cheng beat Zhao Xiaocao at home, Zhao Xiaocao would run away as fast as she could, and Cheng would stop chasing her if she couldn't catch up.
But ever since Cheng lost her job in the city, she has vented her resentment on Zhao Xiaocao.
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